The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1896-07-08
A SAD AND WEIRD STORY.
DESERTED BRIDE OF THREE
DAYS. TIME.

she Is Indeed a Victim of theIPer-==
fidy of Man. Her Remarka-
BILE Marriage and Bril-
dial Tour.
From the Macon Telegraph.
Homeless, friendless, penniless, sick
and deserted, lay Mrs. w. H. Mcdaniel,
bride of three days, on lounge in the
ladies' private parlor at the union depot
Yesterday afternoon, as she told her
sorrowful tale to Telegraph re-
porter.
The poor, deserted, Inundated woman,
she is little more than girl, presented a
pitiab,e appearance as she sobbed aloud
and wept bitter tears of repentance. 1t
was a scene to move the stoutest heart,
and had the perfidious husband Or the
stern father been present they would
no doubt have relented, and taken her
again to their heart and home.
1t is seldom that such young person
is fated to suffer the bitter experiences
that have been the lot of Mrs. Mcdaniel,
but the story is best told as she told it
to the reporter by beginning at the be-
ginning. She said:
MY home is at Wellston, Houston
county My fathers name is w. w.
Richards, and my maiden name was
Nary E. Richards. Several years ago 1
married an artist named Charlie John
son. We travelled considerably, but at
Ashville, N. c., 1 learned one day from
a conversation / overheard between my
husband and his brother, whom he had
just accidentally met, that he had wife
and several children in California. Of
course l created a scene, and told him l
intended to return to my father. He
t Id me he would be glad to get rid of
me. l came home and remained there
until four weeks ago. 1 could not get
along with my stepmother, however, and
decided to go out in the world to make
my living. l went TO Pom ma, and there
earned $3.50 per day packing peaches,
but last Thursday went to Atlanta, and
from that point started to jacksonville,
Fla. VIII lie at the Southern railN ay de-
pot in Macon a man walked up to me
and said: Excuse me, madam, but the
moment 1 saw you fell IN love with
you; will you marry me?' OF course, l
was surprised and at first did not know
what to say, but as the man appeared to
be a gentleman said to him, Yes and
said l would marry him at once. He
then told me his name was w. Fl. Nc
Daniel, and that his home was in Allan
ia, but that he was then employed by
lhe Southern railway in this city. Ne
Immediately went to the ordinary's of
flee and procured the license We then
went to the residence OF Rev. H. o.
| Judd, where MIR. Judd performed the
ceremony. Now, l rather you wouldn't
mention in your paper what am ABOUT
to tell you, but we walked to Welston
Thursday night. A rather remarkable
bridal tour, wasn't it?"
When Mrs. Mcdaniel spoke these
words she smiled for the first time, but
In another moment she was in tears
again. "You see, neither of us had
much money, and Mr. Mcdaniel made
the proposition in fun, | thought; but
took him up, and we Walked" she
continued
When we reached home, my father
drove us away and told me never to
come back. We got on the Georgia
Southern train, and when at the junction
my husband got off t. see about boy
whose leg had been broken by the train
at least, that is what he told me. That
was the last i have seen of him l ar
rived here last night without money and
without place to sleep. Mr.. Parker
very kindly let me sleep at the Brown
house, but l have been here in the wait
ing room all day, sick and worn out.
IhIs morning l went to the Southern
railway people and asked about my hus-
oand' They informed me that they did
not know him. 1 don't expect to ever
see him again."
What do you propose to do?" asked
the reporter.
1 can work if can keep well, but my
health is bad. wish 1 could get to
keep house for somebodvn
The reporter left, and little later
acting Chief Charles Carnes arrived and
had the moor vrfors,,4o -