The wageworker. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1904-????, 1904-12-02

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Lincoln, Nebraska, December 3, 1901
To c. w. Post, Manufacturer of
Grape Nuts and Postum Cereal, Bat
tie Creek. Mich.-pear Sir: You will
am quite sure, pardon me for ad-
dressing this letter to yon when you
Income acquainted with all the facts
that have led me to turn TO you in my
time of trouble. / have long been an
Interested reader Of your advertise
ments, and especially have | been in
terested in the work you have been
doing to free this country from the
awful domination of these anarchistic
organizations known as the laboc
unions" My soul has been filed with
iejoicinss at your repeated illustrations
OF your Kindness to and thoughtfulness
ior the hundreds who arc employed i'll
your factories at Battle Creek. 1 am
convinced from what | have read from
your pen that you are a nan who can
feel for the sorrows OF others; that
Y on are man who will gladly give
time to listening to the woeful tales
of the unfortunate, and that you are
assist the needy.
1t is because l have formed this opin-
ion of you, after reading what you have
said about yourself and yonr work that
| turn 10 you in my time of trouble
| beseech you to help me. Mr.. Post,
and for your iIelp will eyer be deep
~ grateful!
] am not, as you may have concluded
after reading thus far. in need of fl
i.sncial help. No. indeed. My trouble
ic far deeper and greater than the
Kierc lack CT money. l have sufficient
k!arey for my needs think God, but
AEerc are better things than money
and some of these things l lack. Per-
laps, the story Of my life will be tn =
Lest explanation of my case.
A number OF years ago, no matter
how many,I was a poor girl,earning my
own living | worked hard to maintain
myself III respect and to protect my
gcod name from the attacks of tn.
scandalmongers and the gnssips. While
thus engaged I met a young man. He
was q good worker, but as poor as my
self We fell in love, and finally we
were married. We had nothing but
love and health to begin our married
life upon, but we were brave and con-
lident. We struggled along as best we
TO supply the larder, and / did al! that
| knew how to make home for my
husband. 1t was hard. bitter hard, the
struggle. forced upon us. hut our mu
tcal love lightened the road and made
rlcaant many otherwise dreary days
During all these years | selt my youth
and freshness fading because of the
racd struggle, and more than once
feared that my husbands love was
dying because I no longer offered the
same attractions as in the old days
when was d rosy cheek;.l and light
hearted girl. But l toilel on, wear
ing my fingers to the bone to make our
lomc pleasant fer my husband.
Finally there came 10 us what
seemed the last straw that was o
freak the camol's back. My husband
was taken sick. Our little savings were
soon exhausted and starvction stared
US in the face. But lust when things
locked darkest kind friends-friends
though strangers-camc TO our aid.
Advcntists took my husband to their
hospital, and while he was by them
Icing. nursed back to health he learned
how they made most of their celebrated
food preparations. When he was well
he took advantage OF his new iounG
knowledge and began manufacturing.
some preparations Of a similar nature
but under other names. we struggled
day and night. We schenied and plar-
ned, and success finally rewarded our
Efforts. Money began pouring in on
is in golden food, and we were soon
able to cease our terrible toll and be-
gin taking life easy. thought then
that the sum of my happiness was COM
plete.
But alas for human hopes. What
should have been the final seal upon
our love and happiness proved to be
the ruin OF our home. NV husband
rich. courted, fattered and popular,
tired OF his worn and fadeu wife, tired
OF his palatial home where there pre-
sided woman who could not hold her