The record-union., 1896-03-28
ANNA EVA FAY.
Curious Letters Which She Receives
Every Day.
Single Women All Seem to Want Hus-
bands and Married Women Want
to Get Rid of Them.


that man laugh, / will tell you what
kind of man he is" is one of Colonel
lngersoll's sayings. Anna Eva Fay ap-
plies the same philosophy in reading
the character of those who question her
ss to the future.
In a room in the Golden Eagle Hotel
she sat by a table piled high with cor
respondence when she proceeded to tell
a reporter of the Record Union" of
love and courtship, constancy and
faithlessness, and all manner of domes-
tic veal and woe which comes to her
knowledge almost every day. Il have
answered over 1000 letters since 1 be-
gun my engagement in Sacramento
and nearly as many more await a re-
ply" and the nervous little woman
sighed as she pointed to the prodigious
pile.
Il am not inclined to deal harshly
with my own sex, but have come to the
conclusion that every woman who is
single wants to marry, and every mar
ried one yearns for single bless
edness once more / will show
you how easy it is for me to
tell almost exactly the question each Of
these letters contains and she began to
rummage through the pile, picking up
letter here and there at random until
she had a score or more. "These letters
are all from girls who want to know
when they will marry, whether he is
rich and if he will propose soon.'
All the colors of the rainbow were rep
resented in the bundle of missives she
held in her hand. "If you don't think
am right" said Miss Fay, Just smell
those letters" There was a redolence of
nearly every perfume from azeala to
Florida water. Miss Fay opened
large lavendar- -colored envelope and
extracted a letter which ran this
way: 'I attended your charm
ing entertainment, since which time
/ have been anxious to ask one
question. 1 am engaged, but fear I
shall never marry the one to whom /
am so ardently devoted. Please give
me the name of the man I will marry
and date of our wedding. Yours very
truly, Annie c."
The next was brief and directly to the
point: When will 1 marry and who is
the gent? Goldie D. The next
carried a message of unrequlted love:
4'Will you please let me know if the
young man I love loves me in return.
What are his initials? / am miserable
over the matter. I hope you will give
me an early reply. Yours truly, Minnie
7. Private"
Miss Minnie need not have marked
her letter private said Miss Fay,
for I never reveal the names of my
correspondents to anyone.
Here is one from society,"" said Miss
Fay, "and she is looking for money, too.
L am engaged. How long will it be be-
fore we marry? Are his parents
wealthy? My father is an official, will
he be reappointed? A.
Here is a story of domestic woe,'
said Miss Fay. II don't like these let
ters. They tell tales of bitterness, and
are often penned in moments of an
guish,' and she read: Il received an
anonymous letter; who wrote it? Was
there any cause for it? Is my
husband false? If so, who is the woman
and where does she live? Mrs. -"
Miss Fay held the letter closely, and
deftly placed it under the bottom of the
pile. but the reporter by accident caught
a name that is as familiar as Sacra-
mento itself.
Another was very similar: "Does my
husband write letters to his divorced
wife? VIII he leave me and go back to
her? Mrs. Mary s." There is a
sequel to that letter. said Miss Fay.
Il got one from her husband yesterday
asking me not to give him away
''Will you give him away?"
mo; there is trouble enough in the
world now, without making it any
worse"
rSao y;,cr ono 1at+a,- II, a roocou1ipo bond
open, Miss Fay read: "How long will
my wife live? Will marry again?''
Miss Fay said she would like to tell the
writer of that that the wife would out
live him, and marry again.
''Will my husband ever come back to
baby and me and support us?"
"Will I ever go back to my old homer"
was another equally pathetic note.
Can you tell me the name of my real
father and mother? Are they living?''
was a question that verifies the old
adage that "a wise child, ETC., etc.
Another read: MY little pet pug dog
disappeared last Thursday. Will you
please tell me wher he is? Is he live or
ded? Edna F.
Old Mrs. Kennedy wrote: 'T lost my
cow aboud 10 days. she was spot cow
WIN IuOul any SpOl CA t<iA. n IildH
salide she was acrot the river. Can teal
me weare my COW is ?"
These are only few gathered at ran
dom out of the many Miss Fay says are
received every day by her.
Miss Fay says she answers everyone
that contains a stamped envelope, and
she AYERS with such earnestness that
she is able to give correct answers that
one is constrained to believe that she
has faith in her occult powers.