The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-08-03
SUSPICION ALLAYED.
A Festive Drummer Makes Himself
Solid at the Domestic Fireside.
From the ST. Paul Herald.

From the ST. Paul Herald.
The worst case of suspicion and Jealousy
in the northwest has just 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 it at the store when he
came in from trip, and in her jealousy
she imagined it to be filed with love letters,
appointments Of meetings with fair ones.
ETC. A few days SINCE while her husba d
was on trip through Dakota, sne went
down to the store, and approaching the
porter, said: John, you like to make a
dollar honestly whom you can, don't youW
"Oh, yes'm."
"You know where my husband keeps his
grip, don't you?"
"Yes'm; he throws it down in corner of
the Office ond leaves it there"
well, look here, John. He will be in on
the Northern Pacific train tomorrow morn
ing, and if, at the first opportunity, you
slip his grip out of the house and bring it to
me I'll give you dollar. You can bring it
back again III half an hour
The porter consented, aud two DAYS laler
presented himself at the drummer's resi-
dence 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 il the parlor the woman carried
the prize to the bedroom, and with set
teeth and pale face opened it. The first
thing she encountered was well-worn
pocket Bible. thumbed and showing the
marks Of much handling. Then she dug out
a soiled shirt, some unchaste socks, comb,
hair brush. and then she found a letter
folded within an envelope. This she opened
eagerly and read as follows:
FARGO, D. T.. Sept l, 1889.
Mr.. William -.
DEAR SIR: Your monthly assessment of 80
cents for the support OF the Young Mems Chris
Ian 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 pre-
dicssd it would in your address delivered here
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 fished out three or four tracts a bottle
of pop,a Francis Murphy temperance badge,
bottle Of DR.. Surepops corn DESTROYER,
and beneath it all, in the bottom of the grip
a letter, sealed, stamped and ready for the
mail. addressed to Miss George Gray, St.
Paul, Mimi"
Tue superscrlptlon was in her husbands
well-known handwriting, and again the
stony look came into her eyes.
"Oh, the wretch she cried in her an
| guish. my suspicious are too we'll fou lded
GeUT4le GTay On, IDlS IS Zoo 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, MINI, Sept. 10, 1889.
Miss Gray:
Your 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 that I am a married man.
and am blessed with the love and confidence OF
the greatest little wife in America Ratha ar
| than betray that confidence or diShonor that
| love would suffer 10000 Deaths In my eyes
| there is but one woman in the world, and sue it
| is who greets me with a pleasant smile and a
| wifely kiss every time l come from trip.
WILLIAM -.
Then she laid down on the bed and sobbed
for awhile 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 entered the store the
drummer stepped from behind q pile of
| goods and asked:
Ibid 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 all around the ewes. She
gimme another dollar, "a said this would
he happy world if all men were like her
! husband
That's business. John. Here's the V l
! promised you, and now let's go across the
street and take something When you
come back dump tn 1t stuff and put nv
things back in the grip, for l go out to-
| morrow morning I'll never forget YOU.
john, for putting me on to this" and they
slipped out and disappeared behind the
| green shade of a convenient saloon.