It is not well for man to be alone, nor woman either, otherwise why
was Eve bestowed upon Adam? That is probably what a young man from one
of the first families of Boston thought while exiled to the Reno
Divorce Colony for the purpose of ridding himself of a wife: the
result of one of youth's romantic mistakes. The affair of some years
ago shocked his family and Eastern society generally. Was it a shop
girl from Boston, or a chorus girl from New York? I have forgotten.
Anyway, his companion in Reno was a fascinating little dancer of the
Sagebrush Cafe. So infatuated was the young man with this little
charmer that he spent his entire income entertaining her, and when the
income had vanished he pawned his jewelry, including his watch. But
then, boys will be boys, and after all, what could the poor youth do?
All alone in a strange place! It is so uninteresting to sit and twirl
one's thumbs: "Twiddle-dee Twiddle-dum."....

"That love laughs at locksmiths" and "All is fair in love and war"
seems to be the moral of the following, if moral there be in it:

Mrs. Jones, a very beautiful and statuesque blonde, went out to Reno
for a divorce. On her arrival there she wrote her husband that she had
repented: "I am sorry I ran away from you," she is said to have
written, "and if you will come out here for me we will make up and
live happily ever after." He came out and was arrested and thrown in
jail, charged with extreme cruelty. The lady got her divorce within
three weeks instead of six months, as she was able to serve the
summons upon her husband in the State of Nevada. After that her
sweetheart came out and they were married. I am told that some three
years later the husband brought suit against them for collusion, but I
never heard how it terminated. One of the noted cases of the Reno