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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (May 3, 1914)
Omaha Sunday Bee Magazine Page 4t How Heiress Her'Cav M o U1J Will sini Tried I 1 o M n Werner, the ex-Policcman, in the Soldierly Equestrian Attitude that Won Heiress Morosini's Heart. And the Uncommon Devices She Is Using to Keep Him Away from Her When the Unique Experiment Failed M RS. GIULIA MOROSINI-WER- NER, of New York, has de clared her half-mllllon-dollar estate in a state of siege, hns equipped her mansion with n search light that at night sweeps the sur rounding country like a battleship, and with all tho chores being dono by a corps of .detectives, is sitting back waiting for tho worst. The worst she is awaiting Is to have her husband ex-Policeman Ar thur W. Werner outwit tho garrison and como hack. Mrs. Morosinl-Werncr Is the favor ite daughter of the late Giovanni Mo Toslnl, the Italian banker who linked his fortuuos with Jay Gould and ac cumulated upwards of seven million dollars by ddlng so. When he died he left Miss Glulia five millions, of the seven. Tho Moroslnl estate, known as "Elmhurst," Is located at Rlverdale-on-the-Hudson, just below the north ernmost limits of New York City, and is one of the show-places of the coun try. Its collection of armor and curios has been envied by connoisseurs from every corner of the world. Tho value of the precious stones contained in the treasures has been estimated at over $400,000. Miss Glulia was educated in a con vent. One of her sisters had eloped with a coachman; ono other brothers had married Mary Caroline Washing ton Bond, a great-great-granddnugter of a relative of George Washington a marriage which was strongly op posed by the Italian banker because the bride was a Protestant. The old man determined that Glulia shouldn't marry at all. He kept the most vig orous watch of all her movements, personally attending her on every possible occasion. Ho gave her ev erything in the world but freedom to meet the opposite sex. Miss Glulia was a lover of horses and dresses. .She had a stable of blue-blooded animals and spent $200, 000 a year on clothes. Enter now Mounted Policeman Ar thur W. Wprner, whose rounds took In the Rlverdale estate. Mounted on his beautiful horse, "Mr. Jones," tho giant policeman, ex pert horteman as he was, made a vivid impression on the carefully nurture-!, man-starved heiress, nnd frequently put Mr. Jones through his paces for her edification. Quite suddeuly Werner resigned from tho police force and was ap pointed superintendent of Elmhurst by Mr. Moroslnl nt an annual salary of $10,000. Needless to say, the old banker had no suspicion nt tho time that there was any danger of the ex pollceman awakening the slumbering love of his favorite daughter. Be bides, Werner already had a wife! The father died. The bulk of his estate was left to his favorite daugh ter. Very soon after the period of Imournlng was i or, to tho great as tonishment of society, Miss Moroslnl appeared in public with Arthur Wor ner, the ex-pollceman, as her escort. On January 12, 1011, they were mar ried. And now begins the real slory. "Yes, he Is very handsome and very strong; but, my dear, how will you ever tame him?' The heauMful brunet'e the br tl of a week, fookel enderly aftrr the giant-like figure riding down the green slopes of the estate he had married when he married her, and eald: "Everything is possible where love Is. You will see." Tho next day Mrs. Arthur Werner paid her first visit to tho shops since her wedding day. Although she had changed her name from that of Glu lia Moroslnl, the cliango of name mado no difference Inthe credit of the woman to whom her father, the old banker and follower of Garibaldi, had left live million dollars. "MubIc hath charms to soothe tho savage breast," she whispered with tho ecstatic smile of ono for whom tho honeymoon is shining. True, this glant-Hke man Bhe had married was taller than most men six feet two inches in height and with a corresponding girth nnd weight True, ho had made love In a roar rather than a voice. Admit tedly he demanded whatever ho wanted. He did not ask. He didn't even remember to say "Thank you" for services performed nnd favors rendered. But despite these trltles she had married what every woman well, nearly every one wnnted, n splendid creature whom J. M. Barrle charac terized as "a masterful man." Every woman nearly every woman, she did not wish to be different wants u master. In her heart every feminine being seeks a cave mun. Well, she had him. Now, what should she do with him? The words of her friend recurred to her. "Tame hlra?" Cer tainly she would and could. Nothing Is Impossible to a bride. Tho brldo reached the exclusive de partment store; she went straight to tho music dopartment. "Show mu some music boxes." she said. "I've read of them. Some made especially for gentlemen." She blushed. A cigar box that played an aria from 'II Trovntoro" every time you opened It? Yes, the very thing. Were there not other articles of like nature? A hair brush contained nn odd device that set- u grand opora duet in mo tion whenevor It was used. The bride was charmed. A clothos brush of the same sort? They had none in stock, but they would order one. Yes, It should bo ready within ten days. So It hap pened that while the honeymoon at 111 shone every room In the mansion was equipped with music. Like any hero of a melodrama, her bride groom's entrance Into a room was ac companied by music. Fondly she watched and waited for results. Had they not established u music cure at Ward's Island for the insane? Then without doubt tho Influence of Bweet sounds would affect for the better the too strong personality for her "cave man." She nccompanlod hor giant to tin shops of tho best tailors. When ho thought they had "bought enough duds," she replied: "Dearest, we have Just begun." To Elmhurst by every express cumc boxes containing fine raiment for the ex-policeman and ex superintendent of the estate, who had evolved Into tho state of husband of one of the richest young women In New York, He counted his suits until after the number reached fifty Theu he gave It up. He had the same num ber of suits of hllu underwear. Ills rajamus were In number l!ke 'ho SH58SElUS ft.-iJgfo--.. M&r- 9mSF& r,A ::..iL X Tl' 'Tito T Siyw.14 1 sands of the sea, and In colorB aa magnificent nB the rainbow. Pictures? Every one knows that they develop tho tnste and encourage the intellectual life. Tho Moroslnl homo was crowded with works of art. The bride led her lord Into tho gal lery tilled with old Italian masters. Books? The library nt Elmhurst overflowed with tho classics. She tried reading to him from the poets. In tho midst of a translation of Dante's "Inferno" ho got up, yawned, open-faced, and tramped out of the room. Ills wife peered out of the curtains of Itnllan silk, saw him walk up and down the plazzn, gazing at the sky. "Love of nature Is refining." o she comforted herself. "Wo iuut take up the study of astronomy to gether." It was a bit disconcerting to hear a whistle, to see her husband go to the barn where, following him in her thousand-dollar evening gown nnd In diamond-buckled slippers that were ruined by the dew, sho found him playing poker with a policeman. She ran sobbing back to the house. That night they had their first quarrel, "Drop your policemen friends," said the flve-mllllon-dollnr heiress. But he responded In cave language. As good wives do, Mrs. Werner for gave him and tried to forget. "He Is so lonesome, poor dear," she reflected. "I will provide hlra society of n more elevating type." Sad to state, they were not a suc cess. Hut what whs more dispiriting was tho fact that her husband manifested more and more of a disposition to take his gallops across the hills over looking the Hudson nlone. She visited the Burns Detective Agency nnd asked that a man be de , tailed to learn the secret of her hus band's solitary rides. Sho engaged him ns an employee on the estate. Her husband disliked him and threat ened to discharge him. "I think you will like him when you know him," was her suave repi "Why don't you get acquainted with him. dear. Play poker with him." The Burns man lost so frequently and good-naturedly to Werner that he was allowed to remain. From to! oration Werner's feeling grow to Ilk lng. He even asked the amiable poker player to accompany him on his rlde. They took him, it Is al leged, to a pleasant houo at New Rochelle. Their hostess on these calls was Miss Alice Redding, who had been Arthur Worner'H wife while he was n mounted policeman. Tho first Mrs. Werner, the detec tives told the second Mrs. Werner, hud a stable, and in that stable was a saddle horse. Sho owned a tour ing car, and kept three servants. She entertained at smart parties, She went frequently to the the atres. She wore handsome gowns. She made a point of riding past the Elmhurst estate now and then, and on these occasions wore a riding1 liaoit the eamo csr - v 'v n ! iSSi 7 JS Diagrammatic view of the Moroslnl mansion as it is now. De tectlves everywhere, nnd every servant a trained detective, all bent upon keeping the heiress's ex-pollccman husband out. (A) Shows Innocent visitor being Interrogated by de tectives In guise of gardeners. Figures in the looms de tectives. Crosses in circles indicate dctcctaphoties. Even the man who tends the incubator is a detective. And while the figure with the spy glass in the roof may seem strained, it is not. (iuards(arc stationed all about the lawns to ob serve the surrounding country, and the mansion has been equipped with a searchlight. chief of the army of detectives. To be prepared against Woruer'g return, practically military precautions wero taken. The estate was surrounded by de lectlvcs. An army of fifty plain clothes men guarded the estate. There wna n clean sweep of the. servants. Tho butlor, whoso loyalty to his mis tress had been doubted, wna roplaced by u butler from the detective agency. The gardener nnd his assistants wero detectives. Elmhurst Is a large estate. Its full complement of servants consists of a house force of eleven nnd thirty for the grounds and stables.. Versatlla men woro sent to fill every position and have capably filled them nil. W. J. Burns has seen the advisability of having his" men trained In such occupations to maintain their stale of Incognito. Tho only way to koep It up and allay the fears of tho heiress wlf was to have tho work done by detec tives. For lis thorough maintenance It was even necessary to hnvo a de tective In charge of the chicken Incu bator and another to milk the cows. Dictagraphs were placed In all the rooms to record the words of fleeing servants and suspicious visitors. On the night when Werner returned to secure his princely wardrobe and other personal effects n big searchlight flashed full In ills face, nearly blind ing him. His former poker partner challenged him with "Who gue there?" A half dozen determined looking men stood nt the back of their commander-in-chief. It was evident from their casual placing of their hands upon their pockets that they were nrnied. In view of all this and the nowly Installed searchlight that followed him up the green terrace and to tho side door of tho red brick mansion, the ex-pol Iceman's manners were most commendable. They almost conform ed to his wife's high standards. He neither stormed nor bullied as he made his way to his own apartments and began his packing. The packing done, ho walked imlctly out, depart ing from the house that should know him no more, without a sound. He wns really dignified. The heiress had triumphed. She had at last tamed Ijer caveman. that of tho second Mrs. Werner. Her teeth were Attendod to by the Moro slnl dentist. When Bhe was 111 tho Moroslnl phy sician administered to her. It was annoying, but still endurable. Tho heiress wept. Then sho ncciiBOd tho detec tive of being untruthful. At last sho decided to seo for herself. What followed proves that no mero caveman can ever successfully cono with tho subtlety of woman, especially of an heiress with centuries of edu cation In the arts at her command. Mrs. Werner provod her possession of Initiative. Also of subtlety. Also of tact and unbcllevnblo self-control. She vanished for a few days from Elmhurst. Sho had gone to New Ro chollo disguised as a cook to verify for herself somo of what she had been told. Close upon that visit Mrs. Werner visited her lawyers In New York. Returning from that all day conference she wrote her hus band a note telling him she knew the secrets of tho visits to New Rochelle. "I have engaged lnwyers to bring still to annul our marriage, on tho ground that. It was never legal. You may go back to the wife from whom It now seems you wero never really divorced," she said. Thereupon it was proven that none of her threo years' education ut the cavemun had been successful. Not even had bo learned tho rudiment that one must never make a scene. He called all the servants together. He bent for hla wife. "Did you write this note?" he said, waving It in her face. "Yes," she answered. That was a painful scene. Terrified, the heiress prepared her fortress for a stute of siege. "Drop the portcullis!" sho would have cried in another time and place. in this ago nnd at Elmhurst she tele phoned for an army of detectives. The detective who had discovered the situation at New Rochelle was rewarded by being placed In charge of the estate. Not only was lie made overseer, but commander In Our Drinks 'Memory' Cocktails A RECENT Investigation that has been mado by one of tho large coffee growers of Porto Rico Into tho taste or coffee after Its preparation for breakfast has brought to light a numbor or curious facts about taste. Foremost among these is the knowledge that tho actual beverage being drunk is soldom beiug tasted. Memory plays so largo a share In taste that, unless our attention Is called to the drink that is before us, wo are generally unconscious of Its character. Thus, for example, It a man Is firmly convinced that his wife In variably makes good coffeo, he will seldom question the tastefulness of his cup at breakfast. On the other hand, If he Is drinking coffee made by some one else, ho compares that, not with the coffee made by his wife, but the general Idealised con rentlnn ha has farmed of his wlfa's Mrs. Glulia Morosini-Werner In a Militant Costumo and Attitude Be- brew,nK 'Utlnsr the Defense She Is Conducting ' order to taste a beverage that is being drunk It Is necessary for the mind suddenly to stimulate the organs of sonsatton of taste, and this very mental stimulation brings the forces of memory to bear on the situation. If tho drink be something entirely new, comparisons are immediately Instituted between the drink Itself and the memory of the former drinks; though comparison with the former drinks themselves is im possible. So closely, Indeed, are our Ideas interlinked that memories U former delectable nectars may b keenly recalled on account of spe cial occasions of rejoicing coupled with them. It is for this roason that medicine usually tastes so nasty, not bocauie all medicine is necessarily bad-tast-. ing, but because even the least ob jectionable recalls to the mind som other mixture nauseous In the ex treme. What we taste when we drink therefore. Is, as a matter of fact, only a "cnemory-' cocktail,