No. 452
Crime, Eccentricity, and the Sporting Life in 19th Century America.
December 13, 2019

She Was Clever with Left-Handers.

How Countess Di Moncalieri, Nee Miss Knox of Pittsburg, Pa., Caressed her spouse.
July 10, 2017
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She Was Clever with Left-Handers.

Left-handers

How Countess Di Moncalieri, Nee Miss Knox of Pittsburg, Pa., Caressed her spouse. [more]

The Chronicle-Telegraph, of Pittsburg, Pa., publishes a cable dispatch from Paris giving additional details on the story of the encounter a few days ago between the Count and Countess Di Moncalieri, nee Miss Virginia Knox, of Pittsburg. Their marriage, it will be remembered, was celebrated in Pittsburg with great eclat about a month ago. The bridal couple arrived in Paris October 28, and engaged a suite of rooms at the Hotel Bellevue, in the avenue de l‘Opera, preparatory to continuing their journey to the castle which the Count said his mother possessed on the Adriatic.

It was apparent that the bride was not happy, and early on Monday morning the guests were aroused by shrieks form the Countess’ chamber, followed by cries for help. On bursting open the door they found the Countess struggling with her husband, her hair disheveled, her night dress torn, and her body bruised. After M. Spies separated the couple the husband, in his torn night dress, sat down on a trunk in the corridor, swearing in Italian, while his wife, how through the presence of strangers, found her courage again, continued to abuse him, and finally in the state excitement she was in, landed a regular left-hander on his face and knocked him off the trunk. M. Spies separated the couple again, and hut up the Count in an empty room to spend the rest of the night alone.


Reprinted from National Police Gazette, December 1, 1888.