The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1913-01-20
RENO TO LOSE IT'S
PROMINENCE AS WORLDS
GAYEST. WICKEDEST TOWN

When the Nevada State LegisIa ture
convenes. today, it is expected to take
immediate steps toward a change in
the divorce law, making the period Of
residence required for divorce one
year instead of SIX monthhs.
This sounds commonplace enough,
but it means the passing of Reno as
the resort and refuge Of the matri-
moniaIIy disilIusioned. The glory
that was Sioux Falls, and is now
Reno's, is to pass, and there is weep
ing and wai1ing in the little city thet
crouches where the Sierras come down
to the desert. From all over the
world they have gathered in the Ne
vada metropolis-men and women, rich
and poor grave and gay, all animal
ed by a common motive-relief from
the calling tie of marriage. Reno's
divorce colony has been a constant
source of profit and pleasure to the
permanent residents, some of whom
have amossed fortunes by ministering
to the matrimonial misfits. Hotel
keepers, owners of cottages, merchants,
bankers, newspa pers, clergym en-,
Iawyers,-and in fact, practically all
the people of Reno, have benefited
directly or indirectly from the stream
of gold that flows from the pockets of
The divorce colony departed apd
Reno will have lost the last vestige of
it's claim to being the naughtiest,
wtckedest and gayest town on the map.
Reno, once deviIish and proud of it,
is to become respeota Bile. Hot Springs
Cripple Creek and San Tone in their
palmiest days, were not the equals for
cheerful wickednees of the Nevada
town. Nevada, was the last state in
the Union to permit licensed gambling
and wide open games of chance, the
last to sanction prize fights of I'M
limited length. The Jeffries-Johnson
fight was Reno's last great fling Of
licensed sin. A few months later a
pesztiferous legislature cIapped a lid on
gambling, and the rattle of the poker
chips and the whirr Of the roulette
wheel we're known no more. OF course,
there was always a quiet game to be
found, but what was that to Reno?
While all good people will hail with
joy the tidings that Reno is to be-
come sanity and sanctified, not few
will stifle sigh of regret for the
good old days. when sanctity was a
word unknown in the little city on the
Truckee. America will probably never
see again the like of Reno in HdIess
times-an era which had it's culmina-
ton in those stirring weeks before the
Fourth of July, 1910 Then the white
race met its black Nemesis but the
fight was only an incident to a
saturnalia of free and easy iniquity.
Sporting men, actors, noVelists,
journalists and celebrates of many
kinds assembled in Reno for the ire
| raendous bIoWoff. Breweries, distil-
| Ieries and wine importers worked over
engendered by Anticipation in Reno's
| last mad swirl of sin. Gamblers from
all over the United States, gamblers
| from Canada, gamblers from Mexico,
| flocked Renoward as buzzards to car
rion Every available building, shack
| and back room became a gambling
| hell or saloon. Every game of chance
| known to man was to be found run
| ming full blast. Practically all the
| games were straight although, of
| course, the percentage always favored
the house Crooked gamblers were
run out Of town, for Reno, even in
| those mad days, had its ethics.
| A mean stuffy cold, with hoarEe
| wheezy breathing is just the kind that
/ runs into bronchitis or pneumonia.
Don't trifle with such serious condf-
| lions but take Foley's Honey and Tar
| Compound promptly. Quick and bene-
| fetal results are just what you can
| expect from this great medicine. 1t
| passages 1t stops the hoarse racking
! cough. F. B. Brill, Stratford avenue
and Sixth street.-Adv- *135
Chicago-A triuznp11aI parade of 200
| frat men was turned into a riot in
| three minutes by one policeman.
Boo" he said, and fired two shots
into the a4E. The etudsnts fled