By Kate Molleson [The Guardian, 24 March 2011]
One May morning in 1902, Pauline Strauss opened a telegram addressed to her husband. “I waited for you as usual in the Union Bar but alas,” it said. “Please send me tickets for Monday and Wednesday. Your faithful Mieze M¸cke.” Pauline promptly filed for divorce and sent a telegram to her husband Richard, who was away in the Isle of Wight, to let him know.