5,000 MILES QUEST FOR A WIFE.
.* HUSBAND'S PATHETIC SEARCH. ' "I have travelled 5,000 miles during the present year in search of ray dear wife, and missed her in London by a bare quarter of an hour." So said M. Alphonse Brooder, a young Frenchman, who told his swry to a Pressman. Three years ago he was married at Mar seilles to a beautiful girl, with the dark eycand hair of the Southern Frenchwoman. Ii was a love match. They emigrated to New York. "We were intensely happy," said M. Brocbier, "until money troubles beset us. Suddenly, on December 20, a year ago, my wife was missing. I scoured New York for her. • I worked and made money, and then set out on my long journey to find her. She is not away from me of her own- choice. She is not happy, I am sure. I travelled to Boston, Philadelphia, and through New York State. All in vain! Then I crossed the Atlantic, arriving in London towards the end of October. I made every inquiry. On November 13 I learned that a lady answering ! the description of my wife was staying at a ' house near New Bond street. I hesitated to : go, a3 I am a stranger. At last I went, j Judge of my feelings—she had gone; they i knew not where, less than fifteen minutes ! before I arrived !" ■ M. Brochier applied to Mr Marsham at ' Bow street for assistance in his search. The ! magistrate referred him to the Press. j One day, about six weeks ago, M. Brochier met his wife by accident in the street, j " I was walking sadly along,"* he said, "thinking only of her and how I should find her again in this great London, when she suddenly overtook me, and passed along without seeing ine. A great thrill of emotion shook me; my senses seemed to pass from me for a moment.' Then I touched her on the arm. She started greatly as she recognised me. Then she said quickly : ' I do not want to come back to you. You (hire not take me. I do not want to go.' Then she went up to a policeman who was near, | and said: 'This man is my husband, but I do not want to go with him. What shall I do?' The policeman pointed to Bow Street Police Station further down the street, and said : ' Go in there and speak to the inspector.' We went in, and while we were standing by ourselves, waiting, my wife said three times: 'Would you take me back?' I re-' plied: 'Heavens, would I not?' Then she
said: 'Oh, I have been through so much trouble since J left you.' The inspector came and my wife led him to one side. I did r.'-:. hear what she said, but presently the insure tor came back alone, and said:" 'You mm, not follow that lady about. You have no j thing to do with her. If you continue tr. ! annoy her I shall arrest you.' I could r<A speak for a moment. Then I cried: 'Bui she is my wife! I swear she is my wife!' I turned at once to fol'ow her,' but she ha<; gone. But I will go on. I will spend mr; : life in trying to find her. It is only because she is too proud that she will not con:. back to me. If only she would write to mI could tell her how I. long to see her again. And the sVd, slight little man turr ,; : away to continue his heart-broken quest.
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Evening Star, Issue 14037, 19 April 1909, Page 3
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