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She Searched The Grip

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Parent Issue
Day
29
Month
October
Year
1890
Copyright
Public Domain
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The worst case of suspicion and jealousy in the northwest has just been cured, the patiënt benig the wife of a well knovrn travellOK man. SUe had noticed tliat her husband never brought his stip lionie with hini, but always left it at the store when he carne In írom a trip, and in lier jealousy slie imagined it to be filled witli love letters, appolotmenta of meetings Wlth fair ones, ule. A few diys since while her hn-liaihl was on a trip tlirougb D.ikota, slie went down to the Blore, and approachlng the porter, sald: "John, you like to make a dollar honostly when you can, don't you?" "Oh, yes'm." "You know where my busband keeps his erip, don't you?' "Yes'm; he throwa it down in tlie coruer of the office and leaves it there." "Well, look nero, John, he will he in on the Nertbern Pacific train to-morrow mornlng, and if, at the flret opportnnlty, you slip his giip out of the house and bring it to mr, I'll glvayou a dollar. You cun brlng it hack agaln in halt' au liour." Tlie porter consented, and two davs later presentad hiniself at the drummer's resldence wltli the grip in his hand. He ezplalned that he had not before had an opportunity to curry it awuy, and KivinfT hini R scat in l li; parlor the WOman Carrled the piizelo the bed room, and with set teeth and pale face opened it. The iirt thlpg slio encoantered was a well worn pocket bible, tliumbed and showlag the marks of mucli handling. Then she dug out asoiled shirt, gomo linchaste socUs, comb, halr-brnsh, and then she found a letter folded within an envelope. Thiá ehe opened eagerly and read as follows: K.uiao, Dak., Sept. 1. Mu.Wilmam : DearSih- Your monthly assessment of 50 cents for thu support of the yoüng men'a christian association (bible fnnd) is now duo, and the earnest interes-t you have taken in the workassines me that you will prompt!; remlt the iraouiit. You will be plensed to learn that the íT""d eause progri rapldly, as you predictod it would in your addreaa del i ve red here a few weeks since. Yoiiri, A. W. Edwabds, Secretary. TIil drove much of the hard, Btony look from herfnee, but olie eoniinued her search. bhe li-hed out threo or four tracts, a bottle of' po;-, i Francia Muruhy temperance badge, n bott e of Dr. Surepop s corn destróyer, and !i -neatli all, in tin; bottoin i.f t Tn? grip, a letter Benled, storuped and read y for the mail, athir to "Miss Georgië Oray, St. Paul, Minn." Tne snperscriptlon was in lier huaband's well known hand writing, and Agnin the stony brtlt caine into lier i yon. ''Oh, the wivte!, ! " che crieil in her angulsh. "My BURpiciotis are too well founded? Gaorjrie Qrnyl O i, that is too niucl) ! " and sh; ; ive w.iy to a il itM.1 ol tea rs. When she ealmed herself slie tore the letter op -n and read as follows: St. Paul, Minn, Sept. 1!). Miss QnAT - ïour note asking me to meet you in Kiee puk Saturday eyönlng was hamled me hy district mewenger boy this mornlDg. In reply, perinlt me to s'iy that. you have mistaken tiie. man. You may not be aware that I am a man led mui, and ani bleesed wlth the love and conri lenco of the greatest lltlle wife In America. Hathei than betray tbat confldeuce or dislio.ior that love I would suffer 10,000 deailis. In my eye.-t there is bat poe wiuii tn In tlie world, and shn It is wlio riect-i me wlth pleasant smile and :i wifily kiss every time I come from a tr'p. William . Then she Iay down on tlie bed and Bobhed awhile and then closed the grip, took it to the porter and atked him to re ! urn it to the s-tore and say nothlng of what ha,l occurred. As he entered the ittore the drummer stppped from behlnd a pile of#OOd and asked: ' Did she ko tbrougb ir, John ?" "(Juess so. She took it into another room an' was gone half au hour before she brought it back.'1 "IIow dil she net 'e" "Well, she was smillu' awfully, and looked teary all around the eyes". She grlmme another dollar atl' Baid this would be a happy world if all men were like her busband." "That's business, John. Here's the V I promUed you ; and now let's go across the Street and take soniething. When yon come back dump that stuff and put my thlngs back in the grip, for I go out to-morrow morning. I'll never forget you, John, for putting me on to this," and tliey slipped out and disappeared behind the green hade of a convenient saloon.

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Old News
Ann Arbor Courier