New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-12-08
"WheW! She Was Only
One | Married."
He Explains
lLANDLADY WANTS
RENT, NOT GRINS
Humping Recognition by
Sister-in-LaW-5 More
Identify Him

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Wicked Charley Wax, lately the
SQUIRE of ever so many DANES. was in
a fair way 20 become misogynist
when he retired to his lonely couch in
the Tombs last night.
II had heen bad day for illusions
q day in which no less than three wom-
en- had been encountered whose armor
Of disapprovsl had been proof against
the dynamite Of his dimples and the
shrapnel Of his smile. Quite different
they were than the loves of yesteryear
vho had identified him previously as
Rae Tanzer's Oliver Osborne, and then
rod wandered away 10 weep for the
past.
Debt Routs Romance
One was landlady. Of commercial
turn Of mind, so dead 70 romance tha'
neither features nor manners nor
physique" could distract her thoughts
from an unpaid board bill of s25. Sec
ondlv. there had been all illegal sister
in-law. who returned glare for grin and
thumped his chest with unnecessary
violence when she singled him out
Worst of all, there had been that
painful scene with the one woman OIL
all Of them -as Charley sfterisrd IN
sisted in whom his interest had lasted
TO the altar
For once, when the wife was brought
70 face him. Wax had wiited, giving
the Aeeting impression that oenea'h
A;s evterior assurance hid hem
pecked soul.
Il was in the Office of Assistant
United States Attorney Wood, where
Wax had achieved his social ana d'p-
lomatic triumph Of Wednesday, thst
the meeting was staged. Five persons
who had touched the life Of Oliver U.s.
horne before he found it expedient TO
change his environment and mis- iden-
,it, we're assembled in an ante-room
wben Wax. at about l o'clock IN the
of,ornoon. was brought over from the
Tombs. go II.
A Ready Identification
The first identification was little
more than a curtain raiser l. was
made nv Fred Livingston, a lawyer, OF
100 William Street, who divides MS
time between his Office and his farm
near Wilmington. Del. Mr.. Livingston
nroved to have a fine memory for faces
Although he had seen Wax only once
and that four years ago. he had no dlt-
fculty in singing him out IN the
crowd Of newspaper men, detectives
and attaches Of the Federal prosecu-
tors Office.
In 1912 the lawyer-agriculturist had
advertised fof farmland, and he re-
membered Wax as one who had ap-
piled for the job. At that time. he
said, Wax was using the name of {. b.
RAYMOND. The alias was already IA
miliar TO Mr.. Wood and Samuel Her
shenstein, the Assistant Federal Attor-
ney, who is assisting in reintroducing
Wax to his old friends.
After Mr.. Livingston came WaX'ss
onetime landlady, large Of person and
militant Of bearing, middle-aged,
wronged-and Irish. She had called
voluntarily at the Federal building
after seeing Oliver Osborne WaXs
photographs in the newspapers. 10
MIR. Wood she had disclosed her iden-
titv. but she was more discreet in deal
ing with the newspaper men.
She Enters Charmed Circle
"Call me Mrs. Tay Pay O'Connor,' -"
she instructed. Twill be enough.
And for the address, Thirty-second
Street will be enough
Mrs. Tay Pays" positiveness won
her immediate entrance TO Mr.. "oods
Office.
'Do you see any one here you know"
asked the prosecutor.
The blue eyes sent a chilled steel
Glance around the circle, then rested
on Wax. He was smiling and sure OF
himself. But the bird was not to be
charmed. "Mrs. Tay Pay" raised an ac-
cusing finger and shook IL at Oliver.
"Yesl" she cried. 81 know that man;
ard he's the one that passed himself
off as a Dublin boy up a. my house"
"Do YOU know her, Wax" demanded
Mr.. Wood. 40.
'No." denied Wax, politely. I'm
afraid I've never had the pleasure"
"Oh, no. Oh, ho!" shrilled the land
ladv "Yes YOU do You remember me
and you remember you got away with
out paying s25 you owed me-
Wax Acknowledges Debt
Well. WE'LL" acknowledged Wax, beam
ing "Of course ] do know you.
roomed with you up in Thirty second
Street. But it's a mistake about the
hill | always paid in advance"
The beam rebounded from the land
1ady's Astrakan coat. The tall feather
on her hat wiggled with indignation.
you skipped OWN me s25," she in
sisted.
al don't
consisting wholly OF dos and
"don't's" that sounded like the rattle
of a rapid-fre gun. Mr.. Wood ended
the engagement without bloodshed by
escorting Mrs. TRy Pay" into the ante
room. where Mrs. Msise Mason Nye
who has been mourning these many
months the passing OF an evsporated
MIR. Maise Mason Nye, was waiting
her turn.
Mr. Wood brought Mrs. Nye back
with him. Wax. lounging between a
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