The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1906-08-21

lie iOld nlmheI now tnat II was
hard for a man Of 80. in the full flush
OF health and the prime Of manly
vgor, to be doomed to perpetual
widowarhood But. after months OF
/ dalllanae. his moral consciousness
had sakened from It's long smmber.
and he had resolved to end his rela
tions with Marie Jokaiil at all costs
Something of his thoughts. per
haps. she read in his gloomy coun-
tenance when he met her-for TIE
last time, as he told himself. for she
startled him with the question. put
In her gentle yet wonderfully direct
way
when are we to be married, Hen.
ry?"
why my dear chud Of course you
must know that that is impossible
impossible. my Henry? How can
IL be Impossible2 Are we not low
ers?"
why. yes. Marie-we have been.
nut you know everything comes 20
an end some time We have been
very happy. Bnt the time has come
when we shall have to go our own
separate ways. You are making
lot OF money In a little while you
will go back to your own country
and marry the sweetheart OF your
childhood
What is Il that makes marriage
impossible In this country, my Hen
hy2 There can be only one thing
that a man is married already?"
dear But must be going. Good
by"
He stopped and kissed her--for the
last time, as he told himself.
you will feel differently about Il
by aud bye, Marie. he said. as he
went out
At the same hour on the followiGg
afternoon he was sitting in his once.
working hard on brief He had
never felt so much like work since
meeting Marie that FIRST night She
had unsettled him.
The door opened and a woman en-.
tered. She closed the door, crossed
+ the room and laid her hand on his
shoulder before he became aware OF
her presence.
What You. Marie" he exclaimed.
How did You find me?"
oh It was not difhcult to find out
, your real name, Mr. Tremalne. There
p are not many men so tail and hand
p some as you IN this city--that is, gem
tlemen. Have you changed your
, mind, Henry. since yesterdays" ?"
q why. no. II is not a question OF
changing my mind | told you the
thing was impossible"
!. you have a wife, Mr. Tremaine7"
Il have"
a But we can fly from her. We can
!. go to my home. u is beautiful
= country You will be welcomed by
nice people. was no pauper immi.
e grant when | came to America. We
r can be very happy there. WIN you
e goY"
= He wavered but only for the srac-
e ten of a second
a NO, he said firmly "You do not
understand, Marie. My wife is an
1 invalid She is dependent upon me
u for everything, cannot desert her.
! am not that particular kind OF a
d coward
X "Oh. no--Mr. Tremaine Is not a
= coward. He Is gentleman. OF
j. course, he could desert Marie Jokaiil.
x But she Is only a foreigner That Is
q different You have what you cal
insurance? II you should die. instead
Al Of running away, madame would not
j; be left-what you call desutute?"
"Oh. nol have provided for that
" "Ahl that is good And you are
10 not a coward. Mr. Tvemaine. Wei
- you shall drink the contents Of this
y vial; and | VIII take the little bottle
away with me when | 60 NObod,
'e viii ever know what has happened
= II win save any scandal. The doctors
will not be able TO say you were pot
. soned They will call Il heart fail
ure. II rs good name. Madam'
Will get the insurance: and all vii
"a be well. Perhaps. tonight mR!
ID drink out Of such vial too Or
pr perhaps, after time, may go bacl
1i 70 my own country and marry tn
sweetheart Of my childhood don
al know. But Mr.. Treinaine viii drinl
m this. He is not a coward lie woul'
TX not compel a women to use violence
a and get into the prison and the news
l' papers No. Mr. Tremaine. yuu wil
lg drink on this liquid like gentle
man"
ty She held II ont 10 him with her lei
e- hand Ia her right was revolver
H. Tremaine looked into her eyes for
as moment searching them for a slgi
d. OF tho old longing. trusting look Bu
or he read nothing but a stern, unyield
e ing resolve He took the vial frou
NJ her hand and raised it 10 his lips
le A momcht later. with the itti
Us bottle, empty hid In her bosom, Ma
u rie Jokaiil glided from the room
us noIselessly as she had enterel,
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