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produce before she would give her
consent to my marriage. He pull
ed from his pocket a paper which
he said was the desired document,
but as it was all in Hugarian, my
mother could not read 1t.
She asked permission to take II
TO some acquaintance of that ma
tionality in order that they might
translate IL for her. At this time
things had taken on a more serious
lone. He had rented an apartment
at No. 4iS Central Park West. and
furnished IL most sumptuously for
me, his promised bride.
HIS PRETTY LOVE NEST"
He took my cousin and myself
down to see it. He had spared no
money in furnishing this place.
"hich was to be my future home.
Oriental and huge bear rugs lay on
beautiful parquet floors; costly oil
paintings adorned the walls, huge
mahogany furniture was tastefully
placed in the living room. and ex-
pensive carved oak furniture EN-
bellished the dining room. 1t was
the home to gladden. the heart Of
any promised bride.
Ny mother was about 10 .,iac. jn
her handbag the paper purporting
TO be his wife's death certificate.
when suddenly he snatched it from
her hand.
who dares question the word of
me. Charles Marry? The noblesr
blood OF Hungary flows in my veins
and 1 cannot brook such an insult
AZ to question my word. Yod should
be glad to think your daughter is
10 unite with such a family as
mine"
Mother refused TO give her con
sent to our marriage and held firmly
20 her decision, unless he would al
low her to have the certificate
translated. The argument berar''
30 heated that I, very sensitive.
started to cry.
On reaching my house he became
most apologize. and In order to
make amends for his outburst. he
asked my mother II he could take
me for little ride himself while she
was preparing dinner and the chauf-
feur was eating at a nearby restau-
rant.
THE LAST AUTO RIDE.
Mother consented, and we started
out on what was destined to he the
last ride we should ever take to-
gether. I noticed at first that he
was a little shaky at the wheel. but
he gained more courage as we spun
up Crotona avenue in the Bronx.
After reaching about 176th street.
he turned around and let the ma.
chine go down a slight gra,'s tow
ards fremont avenue. Just as we
came to the corner 7 saw tl'o Tire
mont avenue trolley approaching
within about fifteen feet Of US
Realizing, because of his ineSperi-
ence as a chauffeur. that q collision
was imminent. I rose and screamed
with fright. That was the last I
remembered until they carried me
into a cafe on the corner and the
proprietor told me the automobile
had been wrecked and asked me
where my mother lived.
The Count" who had been
pinned under the car. had been OK.
tricated by bystanders. He lad
suffered a broken leg and other In
juries. He hobbled across the cafe
to me. all solicitous, after first aid
treatment had been given him, and
desired me to let the proprietor tele-
phone my mother. But a. my In
juries were not such as to disable
me, I determined to telephone her
myself, for l did not wish to unduly
brighten her.
HER PUBLICITY HIS UNDOING.
As II was, they led her irto the
cafe ten minutes afterwards In an
almost faintlns condition, for having
sesn the completely demolished au.
tomobile and the damage dore to thu
trolley car. she believed nv in.
juries were more serious than I hal
told her over the teleph ne.
The day after the accident the
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