husband and cared for him until he also was laid in the Protestant cemetery. When his niece, Mrs. Rusted, died some years later, her husband auctioned the Normans' household belongings. Among pieces bought by the people of the village were table-ware from the London ménage and silver that bore the Wellington crest. Some of the silver is now in the possession of a judge living in Halifax. The writer has seen a blue glass bowl obtained from Norman's nephew-in-law which very probably served the Duke's rather blunt fingers after repasts taken with his Spanish Dulcinea. The owner of the finger-bowl recalls Rusted bringing to her mother for safe-keeping two crested ladles of solid silver, a watch with a long gold chain, a set of amethysts and a necklace of square-cut emeralds. Upon departing for England he removed the casket, but not until he had lifted the lid upon Gregoria's treasures before the dazzled and uncomprehending eyes of his neighbour's child.
Joseph Norman's grave is to the left of the centre path of the burying-ground, at the end furthest from the street gate. His head-stone is well preserved. But some time ago the stone which marked the burial place of his wife, who lies beside him, was broken during the removal of another monument. The townsfolk have been slow in replacing it. For years the Duke's amorosa has rested in a nameless grave ignored and quite forgotten.
