Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1884-11-12

been cured, the patient being the wife
of well.known travelling man. She
had noticed that her husband never
brought his grip home with him, but
always left il at the store when he
came in from trip, and in her jeal-
ousy she imagined it To be filled with
love letters, appointments of meeting
with various fair ones, etc. a few
days since, while her husband WAS on
atrip through Dakota, she went down
TO the store and approaching the porter
said:
John. you like TO make dolisr
honestly when you can, don't youY"
"Oh, Yes'm."
You know where my husband
keeps his grip when he comes'in don't
yous"
" Yes,m. He throws ii down in a
corner OF the office and leaves il there"
We'll, look here, j Ohm. He will be
in on the Northern Pacific train %.
morrow morning, and if, at the first
opportunity, you slip his grip out of
the house and bring it up to me, III
give you Il dollar. You can bring 1t
back again in half an hour"
The porter consented, and two days
later presented himself at the drum
mer's residence with the grip IN his
hand. He explained that he had not
before had an opportunity to carry ii
away, and, giving him seat in The
parlor, the woman carried her, prize to
the bedroom, and, with set teeth and
pale face, opened 1t. The first thing
she encountered was "a well-wern
pocket Bible, thnmbed and showing
the marks of much handling. Then
she dug out soiled shirt, some un.
chased socks, comb, hair brush and
then she foundia letter folded within
an envelope. il'his she opened eagerly
and read as follows:
FARGO. D. T.. Sept. 4, 15s4-Ar.
William -, DEAR SIR:-Your
monthly assessment of fifty cents for
the support of the Young Mems
Christian Association (Bible fund.- is
now due, and the earnest interest you
have always taken in the work assures
me you will promptly remit the
amount. Yen will be pleased TO learn
that the good cause progresses rapidly,
as you predicted il would in your
address, delivered here u few weeks
since. Yours,
A. W. EDWARDS, Secretary"
This drove much OF the hard, stony
look from her face, but she continued
her search. She fshcd out three or
four tracts, a bottle of pop a Francis
Murphy temperance badge, a bottle 81
DR.. Surepop's corn.destroyer, and,
beneath it all, IN the bottom of the
grip, letter, sealed, stamped and
ready for the mail, addressed to +" Mi iss
Georgia Gray, st Paul, Nun"
The superscrIpiion WAS in her hns.
bands well known handwriting, aud
again the stony look came into her
eyes
oh, ,,the wretch !" she cried in her
anguish. MY suspicions are too well
founded! Georgie Gray! OH this is
too muchl too mHchP and she gave
way to flood of tears.
When she had calmed herself she
tore the letter open andfread as follows
"ST. PAUL, Mimi, Sept flolh-Miss
Gray Your note asking me to meet
you in Rice Park Saturday evening
was handed me by II district messenger
boy this morning. In reply permit me
to say that you have mistaken the man..
y ou may not he aware of the fact that
/ am married man, and blest With
the love and con ntidence 0i the best and
sweetest little wife in America.
Rather than betray that confidence or
dlshonor that love | would suffer ten
thousand deaths. In my eyes there Is
but one woman in the world, and she
il 10 who greets me with pleasant
smile aud wifely kiss every time
come from trip. WILLIAM -
Then she laid down on the bed and
sebbed for \ while, and then closed the
grip, took it to the porter, and asked
him 10 return il to the store, and say
nothing Of what had occurred As he
entered the store the drummer stepped
from behind u pile OF goods, and asked ::
did she 20 through it, John?'
Guess so. She took il into another
room an',was gone half an hour before
she brought il back
How did she act ?'
"Well, she was smilin' awfully, but
looked teary like around the eyes. She
y;'mme another dollar. an said this
world would be ~ happy world il all
men were like my husband"
"Thats business. John. Here's the
" 1 promised you, and now let's go
scross the street and take something.
When you come back dump that stuff
and put.my things back in the grip, for
Il go out tomorrow morning. I'll
neveriforget you. John, for putting me
on to this,' and they slipped out and
disappeared behind the green shade OF
\ convenient saloon.-St Paul Herald.