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dom both before and after marriage.
When a mistake had been unwitting
ly made, one should not be denied the
privilege of rectifying it. We should
like to see society wake up!"
THE COUPLE GO-TIN THE WRONG
New York, Aug. 27. To few mor
tals falls a more surprising adven
ture, even in marvelous Manhattan,
than that which befell Mr. and Mrs.
Mener de Sapresi.
De Sapresi is an art editor on a
magazine. He and his wife, Edith,
live in an apartment at 149 W. 12th
street. They were peacefully slum
bering in the front room of the said
apartment at 2 o'clock of a recent
morning when two total strangers
crawled through a window into the
room, having clambered up a fire es
cape. Mrs. de Sapresi, awakened, kicked
her husband. She was too frighten
ed to speak, but her terror did not
extend to her legs. De Sapresi awoke
just in time to find an electric flash
. light being flashed into his wife's
I face by one man, while the other
Over the bed hung an old army
bayonet. De Sapresi grabbed it and
gave battle to the two intruders,
whom he supposed to be burglars.
He certainly did cut them up some.
His wife pullSd down an antiquated
rifle which hung near the bayonet
and joined in the fight The two
prowlers were getting much, the
worst of it when three more? men
burst in a door and came to the res
cue of the first two.
One of these turned on the light,
and at once all of them became anx
ious to get away. But just then two
policemen arrived, attracted by the
uproar, and took everybody into cus
tody. De Sapresi's night clothes were
torn to shreds, both he and his wife
were bruised and battered, and all the
Jovaders were cut and slashed by the
bayonet which the young editor had
wielded so valiantly.
In court it transpired that the first
two intruders were a husband who
was seeking divorce evidence against
his wife, and a private detective.
They had been reinforced by another
detective and two law clerks. The
party had very carelessly picked out
the wrong apartment, that was all, in
their search for the recreant wife.
Magistrate Corrigan sent the
whole five to Blackwell's Island for
30 days. "De Sapresi would have
been justified in killing both of the
first two men who entered his
rooms," said the magistrate. The de
Sapresis are scarcely consoled by the
punishment of the marauders, as in
the melee more than $500 worth of
art treasures in their rooms was
smashed to bits.
By Berton Braley.
I didn't know I'd miss you so,
But honest, Bill, I do,
And every day that you're away
' I keep on missing you.
My ways, somehow, don't suit me
I've lost the old content,
The peace of mind I used to find
In pleasant hours we spent
Your battered chair stands empty
So many times you sat,
When we would smoke and jest and
And talk of this and that.
And when we each forbore from
And let the time drift by,
That too, was good; you understood
My mood as well as I.
A goodly line of friends is mine
Who hold my warm regard,
But of the clan there's just one man
Who'B comrade, pal and pard.
The rest are true and loyal, too,
A bully bunch of men,
But they can't fill your place up, Bill;
So come on back again!