The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-01-16

when he should discover that only memory re-
manned to him, for the time being. Of his dar-
ling's looks
The dear fellow how he will scold me for the
trick" she thought: ''but / will send him the
photo In the very first letter.
Thus appeasing her conscience she waited for
his first letter
1t came from Chicago
My hearts delight" it began. "Got here O.
4. this A. NJ. Have been wrestling with thu
trade all day, and tough time I've had of it.
Weary and tagged have retired to nv room.
shut out the gilded atmosphere of sin that envel-
ops this terrible city, and taken from my satchel
your sweet picture. It is before me as I write
/ shall kiss it when have said my evening pray
ers. It will rest under my pillow. 1t is my one
solace until hold you, my sweet wife, in these
faithful arms again
Thus far had she road then she toppied over
on the floor.
What comfort she found there il is hard to
say. hut a great determination rose within the
stricken wife, who went out an hour later and
sought telegraph Office
Her husband had been saying his prayers
abroad that evening and when he got to his ho-
tel about midnight his spiritual emotions re-
ceived a rude shock by a telegram from bis only
love- 1t was elaborate for a dispatch; but I'M
der the circumstances one could not expect
outraged wife to transmit her feelings by the
slew mail The dispatch read
"You are no longer the only drummer who is
not a liar as you have always claimed. Let the
fraternity make you their chief in the art, Had
you taken the pains even to look for the photo
you say your prayers to- you would have discov-
cred that had-to tease you-removed it MY
faith in you is dead, deadi"
The husband clutched his hair.
What the devil did 1 write to her, anywayls
he muttered
After while his face cleared.
BY Jove! must have been piling on the tat
~. That's what a man gets for trying his best
to make woman feel good! Poor little dear,
hot cfax sx,l co..
gave her grievance away! What geese women
are Bless her little noddle her faith shall
be resurrected.'
Forthwith he telegraphed to knowing friend:
''Send me- first mail, photo Of my wife. Beg.
borrow, steal it somehow. Nuns the word.
Will write particulars.
About week later a drummer. in dignifed
martyrdom. stood face to face with stern but
very wept- out wife.
She expected to see him meek and humble, but
he gazed upon her with scorn and then passed
on to his room in crushing silence.
She was amazed. With quick impulse she
followed, thanking Heaven he had not locked
her out.
WELL" she began, with wavering courage,
what have you to say for yourselfr
Colby, cruelty he looked at her.
''IF he queried.
Eyes, you'll"
woman, if it were not for the overmastering
love bear for you, should never look upon
you morem
His face was convulsed with tragic suffering
that was balm to her heart to witness, but she
only sneered.
Can you explain the deception that you tried
to practice upon MET"
Can you obliterate the insult put upon your
husband in that unworthy dispatch? A woman
with so little confidence in her husband had bet
ter live alone. For my part, l am not only dis
gusted but disenehanted."
He turned sorrowfully away and bowed his
face in his hands She approached him and laid
under his eyes.
Read that Knowing you had no picture of
mine what was 1 to thnk2"
What any intelligent, right minded wife
would have thought; you would have said to
yourself He is incapable of deceit; he has my
picture. somehow
"But you did not have it."
He looked at her with sad, resigned sorrow
His lips quivered as he murmured. 'Oh, woman!
without an atom of faithw Then he put his
hand in his inner waisteeat pocket and produced
her photograph.
''Oh! Darling! Forgive me! You had my
picture! This old thing taken long before we
were engaged! Why. didn't know you ever had
one or rneSeF'
The restored confidence made her pretty blue
eyes swim in fearful joy. She put her arms
around him, asking his pardon, and caressing
even his coat collar.
my DEAR" said he. looking into her face with
grave but loving reproach, 'let this be warn
ing. Never doubt me again, no matter what ap-
pearances may be. lean always look you square
y in the eyes and say, 4 m innocent
And she believed him.
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