The commercial. (Union City, Tenn.) 190?-193?, 1901-08-09

ing place of his broken hopes.
Then he turned his face toward a
new field to begin life over again,
alone. There could be no solace
for his grief, but in labor might
be obtained some measure of for
getfulness.
Frank Parrish went to the home
of his brother, Charles Parrish, in
the mountains of Lincoln County,
N. M. Slowly came back to him
his strength and health, but Joy Of
life was no longer his. To work
for works sake was not the same
task that it had been when work
meant the care Of little woman
who TO him was the dearest and
lovellest in all the world; the build
ing of a home together, the delight
of daily companionship and sym
pathy; the constant presence of
that influence which has power to
make devils or heroes of men-the
passionate influence of love.
1t was not satisfactory at the
best, working for works sake, but
Frank Parrish did what any man
with the right sort of stuff in him
would have done--he tried with all
his might to to make something
worth while of him in his new
environment.
To inspire him he had his mem
ories and they were sweet.
All this while Mrs. Parrish was
wearing the sonnet weeds of wild
owhood in Murfreesboro, Tenn.
She had gone there to make her
home with a distant relative of
whom she had never happened to
speak to her husband. OF her
husbands brother she knew moth
ing more than the fact than his ex-
istence somewhere in America.
When the fury of the food had
had torn her from her husbands
arms, a wave had driven her against
some wreckage. She grasped it and
slowly, painfully, she drew herself
upon the roof of house-perhaps
it was that of her own house. She
never knew. There she remained
until the storm had spent Itself
until the heavy clouds had broken
until the blackness of the night
had been split, and the new day had
dawned. Within a few hours more
she was found and rescued.
She sought everywhere for her
husband, amid the ruins of their
home, among the sandhills, even
upon the black bardges, into which
were tumbled the swollen bodies
for carriage into the sea, there to
be weighted down and sunk. She
questioned the living, and gazed
into the silent faces of the dead;
but nowhere did she find a trace of
the man she sought,
CHANGE LEADS HER TO NEW MEXICO
Then she made her way to Ten
nessee. As the weeks went by
she regained her health, for youth
is buoyant and recaperative; but
mind and heart were not at rest
her loss seemed at times too great
to be borne. She was so melan-
cholY that her relatives finally
planned a change of scene for her.
She acquiesced with indifference.
In the days of her happy wife
hood she had been a merry mate
for the man who loved her. Now
she was pensive and sad, her
thoughts we're always with the
husband whose tragic fate she
steadfastly mourned,
One of Mrs. Parrish's new
found friends was a Miss Ellen
Alexander, who was about to leave
Tennessee for New Mexico to
teach private school in Otero
County. Before the commencement
of the term it was arranged that
Mrs. Parrish should accompany
her. In Mexico she would find
different associations and the
change would perhaps cnliven her
depressed spirits,
Late in July Mrs. Parrish and
Miss Alexander arrived in Ros-
we'll. The day was Thursday.
They learned that the stage by
which they were to proceed to Lin
coin and Captain, at which place
Miss Alexander has u married sis
ter would not 60 until Monday.
THE REUNION.
The next day Mr.. Parrish came