The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-01-16
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II All Men Were Like Her Husband What
q Happy World This Would Be. :

Il All Men Were Like Her Husband What
Happy World This Would BE. ;
The worst case of suspicion and ieal-,
ousy in the Northwest has just been
cured, the patient being tho wife of y
well-known travelling man She had
noticed that her husband never brought
his grip home with him, but always left,
it at the store when he came home from.
q trip, and in her jealousy she imagined
it to be filled with love letters, appoint
ments of meetings with fair ones, ETC.,
etc. A few days since, while her hus-
band was on o trip through Dakota, she
went down to the store and approach.
ing the porter, said:
John, you like to make dollar hon
estly when you can, don't your"
ooh, yes'm."
"You know where my husband keeps.
his grip when he ONE in, don't you?"
"Yes'm. He throws it down in a cor
ner of the Office and leaves it there"
"Well, look here, John. He will be.
on the Northern Pacific train tomorrow
morning, and if at the first opportunity.
you slip his grip out Of the house and
bring it up to me, I'll give you a dol;
lar. You can bring it 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 it
away, and giving him a seat in the par
lor, the oma carried her prize to the
bedroom, and with SET teeth and a pale.
face opened it. The first thing she en-
countered was a well-worn pocket BIZ
BILE, thumbed and showing the marks
of much handling. Then she dug out
q soiled shirt. some unchaste socks,
comb, hair-brush. andthen she found a
letter folded within an evelope. This
she opened eagerly and read as follows:
Fargo, D. T., Sept. l, 1884.
MIR. William -, Dear Sir: Your
monthly assessment of so 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. You will
be pleased to learn that the good cause
progresses rapidly, as you predicted it
would in your address delivered here q
few weeks since.
A. w. EDWARDS, Secretary.
This drove much of the hard, stony
look from her face, but she continued
her search. She fished ou5 two or
three tracts, a bottle of pop, q Francis
Murphy temperance badge, q bottle Of
DR.. Surepop's Gittbere's bunion paci-'
fer. some more impure socks, and be-
meath it all a letter sealed, stamped ard
ready for the mail, addressed to Miss
George Gray, st. Paul, Minnesota"
The superscription was in her hus-.
bands handwriting, and again the stony
look came into her eyes and her bosom
heaved with emotion. Her teeth grit
ed together, and her breath came as
hard as three-year-old New England
cider.
ooh, the wretch" she cried in her an
guish. "My suspicious are too well
founded. George Gray! Oh, if I had
the-the-the thing To kick her hustle
clear over her head Td-Td-Id-Oh!
this is too much, too much!" and she
gave way to a flood of tears.
When she had Gained herself she
tore the letter open and read as follows:
St. Paul, Mimi, Sept. 19.-Miss
Gray-1our note asking me to meet you
in Rice Park Saturday evening was
handed me by a district messenger boy
this morning. In reply, permit me to
say that you have mistaken the man.
You may not be aware of the fact that l
n y, Al ~, r,.i,I /, onJ o~1 1lo,,,1 ,r,@L
the love and confidence Of the sweetest
little wife in America. Rather than be-
tray that confidence OF dishonor that
love, Would suffer ten thousand deaths.
In my eyes there is but one woman in
the world, and she it is who greets me
with q smile and q wifely kiss every
time I come from a trip. shall not
tell her Of this, for I do not want her to
know that II of her sex could be so
depraved and lost to all sense of honor
as your act has proven you to be.
WILLIAM.
Then she laid down on the bed and
sobbed for a while, and then closed the
grip, took it to the porter and asked
him to return it to the store and say
nothing of what had occurred. As he
aC oVO1C nc vi Ill SVtPPGu
from behind a pile of goods and asked:
Did she go through it, john"
Guess so. She took it into another
room an was gone half an hour before
she brought it back"
How did she act?"
"Well, she was smilin' awfully, but
looked teary like around the eyes. She
gimme another dollar an said this
would be a happy world if all men We're
like ler husband"
"That's business, John; here's the V
I promised you, and now let's go across
the street and take something. When
you come back dump that stuff and put
my things back in the grip, for I go out
tomorrow morning. I'll never forget
you, John, for putting me onto this"
and they slipped out and disappeared
behind the green shade of a convenient
saloon.