Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1886-12-01
A Wife's Faith.

A7wife's Faith.
He babe his wife a fearful good-bv
"Ay love, my only one The tint
will soon he here when | shall be in a
position 10 snap my fingers at fate ano
set up as my own boss. Theu WI
shall have no more of these cruel part
| ings..
And you will be true to meg"
"As | always am," he responded
"fou did not forget to put that photo
you had especially taken for me in my
'gripsack, did YOU,
"Oh, dear, no. Are you sure you
| Will look at it sometimes. loveyp
You wicked doubtcr! You know
that should be wretched without at
least such a semblance of my pet TO
look at daily and nightly
Draw the veil of charity over his
grief and the treachery of one in
whom he had such unhounded conf.
dence.
In brief she, his only love, his pet,
bis wife, had secretly planned to make
him "wrelched." She had taken that
photograph from his gripsack and
was gloating over his misery when he
should discover that only memory re.
manned to him for the time being of
his darlings LOOKS.
The dear fellow, how he will scold
me for the trick" she thought, but |
Will send him the photograph IN the
first letter write to him."
thus appeasing his conscience, she
waited for his first letter.
1t came from Chicago.
My hearts delight it began Got
here q. X. this A. NJ. Have been wresl.
ling with the trade all day, and
tough time I've had OF it. Weary and
tagged, | have retired to nay room,
shut out the glided atmosphere ot sin
that envelopes this terrible city, and
taken from my satchel your sweet pic
lure. 1t is before me as | write. |
shall kiss it when have said nay eve.
nings prayers 1t will rest under my
pillow. 1t is my one solace until |
hold you, my sweet wife, in these faith
full arms again
Inus far she read then she toppled
over on the floor.
What comfort she found there it is
uard to say, but IA great determination
rose with The stricken aite, who went
out an hour later and sought a tele-
graph office.
Her husband has been saying his
prayers ABOARD that evening, and when
ne goL 10 his hotel about midnight, his
spiritual emOlions received rude
shock 10y telegram from his "only
ave"
1t was elaborate fer II dispatch, but
Gn0er the circumstances one could not
expect un outraged wife 10 transmit
aer feelings by the slow mail The
dispatch read:
You are 40 longer the only drum
.ner who Is not II liar. as you have al.
ways Claimed. Let the fraternity
aiakc you their chief in the art Had
YOU taken The pains even to look tor
ne photograph you say your prayers
"a, you wonld have discovered that |
4au--lo tease you-removed IT, MY
allh in YOU Is dead"
The husband ciulched his hair.
why, what did write TO her, any
NayG"
Alter while his fuce cleared.
10y Jovey must have been pilinS
GA lhe mify. That's what "a man gels
iur irylng his best to make u woman
.eel good Poor little dear, wha;
iume she must be inl Lucky for me
she gave her grievance away What
reese women are! Bless her little
l,oddle, her faith shall be resurrect-
cd"
Forthwith he telcgraphed to know.
ing friend;
"Sen3 me, first mail, photograph of
nv wife. Big, borrow, steal ii, get il
somehow. NUNS the word. VIII
write all particulars soon."
About week later IA drummer, in