[The Confessions of Artemas Quibble by Arthur Train]@TWC D-Link bookThe Confessions of Artemas Quibble CHAPTER VIII 15/29
This gentleman has been most outrageously treated! If you will kindly retire for a moment--as I have a matter which I wish to discuss with him privately--I will turn him over to you for the purpose of taking his affidavit." A few moments thereafter Hawkins appeared in my office, apparently in the act of stuffing something into his pocket, and announced that he was ready to sign his "davy." Although I had no taste for the business, there was nothing for it but to do my part; so I called in a stenographer and dictated the following: "SUPREME COURT--COUNTY OF NEW YORK "RUFUS P.DILLINGHAM, Plaintiff ) _against_ ) _Action for Annulment of Marriage_ LILIAN DILLINGHAM, Defendant ) "CITY AND COUNTY OF NEW YORK, _ss_.: "ARTHUR P.HAWKINS, being duly sworn, deposes and says: That he is forty-three years old, a waiter by occupation, and resides in the city of Baltimore, Maryland; that he was married to the defendant herein on the eighteenth day of June, 187-, and thereafter lived with her as man and wife until the month of December, 1882, when for some reason unknown to deponent the defendant left his house and did not thereafter return; that he has recently learned that said defendant, in July, 1887, procured a decree of divorce against him in the county and State of New York, upon grounds of which deponent is totally ignorant, and that thereafter said defendant contracted a marriage with one Rufus P.Dillingham, the plaintiff therein; that deponent was never served with any summons or complaint in said action of divorce and had no knowledge or information that any such proceeding was pending against him; that he never appeared in such proceeding and until recently always supposed that the defendant was his lawful wife. "Sworn to before me this fourteenth ) day of September, 1894 ) ARTHUR P.HAWKINS "ISAAC M.COHEN, "Notary Public, New York County." There was something about this seedy rascal that filled me with disgust and suspicion, and he looked at me out of the corners of his evil eyes as if he knew that by some trick of fate he had me in his power and was gloating over it.
Even while he was swearing to the paper he had a sickly sneer on his pimply face that sickened me, and when Cohen, my clerk, administered the oath to him he had the audacity to wink in his face and answer: "It's the truth--_not!_" Cohen, who knew a thing or two and had taken affidavits before, merely laughed, but the words sent a shiver down my spine and I snarled out: "Be careful what you're saying! Do you swear that this affidavit of yours is true ?" "Yes, sir! Yes, sir!" he hastened to answer, somewhat chagrined at my not taking as a joke what he had intended for one. "Very well," I said to Cohen.
"Show the gentleman out.
I'm very busy.
Good-day." Afterward I would have given all the money I possessed to undo what I had done. The case of Dillingham _versus_ Dillingham duly came on for trial, with Oscar Willoughby Bunce as the chief witness for defendant. He had visited our office several times in an attempt to convince us that we were entirely misinformed in regard to the service of the papers in the original action and had insisted vehemently that he had personally delivered them to Hawkins in the office of the Astor House.
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