The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-08-31
FOR TIE ARKANsAw TRAVELLER H Commercial Travellers St0Tu

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 BI CHARLES EUGENE BANKS. wear the and share the fortunes of Jack Duane it was with the understanding that l should give up the "road" and become, as she archly expressed it, "real married man."
 "I love you dearly, Jack," she said "but shall never consent to marry man who would leave me widowed ten months out of the year," and then pouting her cherry lips "you wouldn't insist on such thing if you really loved me, Jack"
 What man, and he lover, ever yet withstood the pleadings of the woman he is anxious to make his wifei took her to my heart and gave the re- quired promise. It being mine would have given the world with as little hesitation. Was I not in love? And what lover worthy the name would do less?
 live in a small but beautiful city in Michigan. Here in the cosiest of homes the first few months of our welded life passed like dream of heaven
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 And SO with me, as with unfortunate Tam there came day and an hour when "maun ride" Certain business complications involving the in- terests and, it might be- the life of mining con-
 
 that should make journey in southern Colorado. At first my wife protested strongly against my going, reminding me of my promise to her before marriage, but when told her it was duty owed with brave cheerfulness assisted in my nasty pre- parations and although
 " "wi mOny bow and locked embrace she was never for 8 moment gloomy or Respondent, but bore up bravely, and dwelt so cheerfully and lovingly upon my return that I was in part recon- oiled to the trip, since it served to prove what noble self-sacrifcing little woman she really was. During my absence the memory of her sweet, trusting face was constant comforter to me, and when at last my business in the mines was settled I set out for home with the most pleasurable anticipations. I had written my wife when to expect me, but by extra exertion and & happy combination of cir cumstances was enabled to starr my return jour- ney twenty -four hours earlier than had intended doing. This would give me the opportunity of pleasantly surprising my wife, and the thought of reaching home even one day sooner than had hoped for gave me great satisfaction.
 When, however, less than hundred miles from home, l found that by some mischAnce we had missed connection with the regular train and should be obliged to spend some six hours at lonely little way station, my spirits sank accordingly.
 If there is in all this world of tedious tasks an- other tedious that of waiting in a strange station for belated train have never experienced it. It is lonesomeness without bitterness cucum. Der without vinegar or salt dreary round of set- tied expectation
 Moan dismally the wires above roof,
 Conned all the moments OCT nd o'er again;
 Each inter woven with e sombre wool
 Of saddened memores-waitlng for the train.
 Hoping to ind some diversion that would make the lagging hours at least hveable, stroled away in the direction of the village dozing in the after noon sun gentle slope half mile distant iron the station. The time was early summer, and ths day one of June's dreamy productions, of whicf she is none too lavish. The air was heavy with the scent of clover meadows newly mown; ths birds nng or chattered lazily in tho fhll-leavei