Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1891-11-12

! 1t was large amount OF money and
Bills ears tingled when he heard it.
See here" said Mike, its thu
safest sob yer ever heard. We've ~
ali things fixed and all yer got to do.is
ter pry open the door, an yer the bes
one we ever knew for that
We'll boys, hang it all, " he cried
I'm in with you for the last time
Let's have another drink and get TO
work.
About 2 o'clock that night four men
| might have been seen leaving the
! saloon and going in different direc-
tons. They were Bill and his pals
The place was soon reached the
three men took their positions and
Bill went TO work at the door with his
old jimmy and saw. He experien ed
very little difficulty in prying it oren.
and after a few minutes he gave the
signal.
Suddenly two men bounced upon
him from behind and two mo came
running toward him from the other
side of the street. He was too amazed
to make any resistance, and before he
could l.@asr word handouts were on
his wr.sSs. He had been caught in
| the act and when he came to realize
his position he fell senseless into the
detectives arms.
Mary was mach alarmed at Bills
non-appearance that night and when
morning came she was nigh hysterical.
She dressed herself IN spite of the re-
] Of l.;
went down to the little Front Street
Mission to see if he might be there
But that was closed People in the
neigh bOrhood said he had sung and
preached there as usual the night be-
fore. Some one had seen him lock
the doors, but subsequent to that tim Q
no one could say anything about him.
A week passed in this way with no
tidings from him. One morning the
postman handed Mary note. She
recognized the handwriting and tore
it open nervorsly and read as follows
Ny Dear Mary be alarmed.
| was suddenly called away and will
| be back in a few months. For God S
sake keep your courage in the mean
time; all will be well. Will explain
all. BILL
| The note treasured her somewhat.
She began to see it all now. He had
become desperate at their poverty
tr-cl1en condition and LETT or some
other city wh@re he was more sure of
getting a position.
Nearly eight months after this there
came one morning to the house in
Gold street, where Mary lived, tall,
broad shouldered man dressed in
ragged clothes. His face Was pale and
thin ans ais manner nervous and ex-
cited. 1ie rushed into the rooms Of
Mrs. Amer the old housekeeper,
without any ceremony.
Where's my wife? Where is Marym
he cried throwing his arms wildly
about. lis she not here?"
land what do you want with Mary?
Who are you, anyway?' said she, re-
covering her equanimity. why, don't
you know me- Mrs. Almer?" he cried,
Doesn't anybody know me any mere?"
my Cod" she cried, Its Mr.. Wyler"
Yes, am Bill Wyler. But I want
Mary Where is she?" Don't you
know?" said Mrs. Almer, sadly. You
went away and left her to die. u To
die?' he cried desperately. You
don't mean that!''
ut is only too true. She ard her
child died in the hospital nearly a
month ago, and they're buried now in
| Greenwood. Your name was the last
she spoke" He rushed rom the
room and out Of tue house ike mad
man. People in the street stopped to
look at the strange man rushing by
and wondered at him. The next
morning Bill Wyler was found dead
on Mary's grave. New York Herald.