The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1908-09-09


fesslon was on her lips dozen times.
but courage failed her. Wheu she
heard his footsteps in the hallway she
was ready to cry out the truth to him
and end the suspense. AS he opened
the door to enter the spirit of fairness
turned frail and fed before the appeal
Of procrnstination. "Wait. wait. waitr"
cried the powerful weakness In her
heart. and It conquered. She could not
tell him then. Tomorrow--the next
day, yes, but not then. 1t was too
much to demand of herself, after all
He came In, but left few minutes
later. She was strangely unresponsive
to his tender inquiries. Her thoughts
were Of another was his quick conclu-
sion as he fled from her presence be.
fore the harsh accusations could break
from his eyes.
In his den once more. with the door
closed, he gave himself up completely
to black thoughts. He recalled his
words to her, uttered years ago, half IN
Jest and half In earnest He had hor-
rified her beyond expression by telling
her how he would punish wife IL he
were the husband she deceived. With
a grim, lurid smile he remembered the
penalty. He had said he would not
XIII; he would dlsfgure the woman
frightfully and permit her to live as a
moral example to other wives. He
now felt less brutal. He might kill,
but he would not dlsfigure. For an
hour he sat and wondered what had
been the feelings of his old friend
George Drlscoll just before he DELHI
erately slew his faithless wife. He
remembered saying to other friends at
the time that Driscoll had dome
right"
This night Of black shadows-he did
not sleep at all-was really the begin
ming Of the end. He forgot the presi-
dency that was to be handed out to
him. He forgot everything but the
horrld canker that gnawed into his
heart and brain.
Day and night he writhed In silent
agony. u prey to the savage jealousy
that grew and grew unit! It absorbed
all other emotions. Scandal, divorce
dishonor. murder. swept before the
mind Of this man who had been Of the
people and who could not condone
The people XIII.
For week he waited and watched
and suffered. What he knew of men
told him that they do not devote them
selves to the wives of others with hon
orable motives behind them. He con-
IA Inn uI ho t.. LIN h<xx a
he had seen so much of 1t. The man
aged years In that. single week Of
jealousy and suspense. His face went
haggard; his eyes took on strange
CLEAN; his manner was that OF a man
in grave trouble.
Day after day this piteOus. frenzied
man who swayed thousands with his
movements Of one man and one wO.
man. Despite his most intense desire
to drive himself into other and higher
channels, he found himself skulking
and spying and conniving with but one
low end in view.
He employed every acute sense In
the effort to justify his suspicious
usual hours. fearing all the while that
he might incur the pain Of finding Ban
semer there. He even visited the man
In his Office. always rejoicing In the
fact that he found him there at the
time. He watched the rlail In the
morning; he planned to 60 out Of
nights and then hurried home DELHI
erately. but Unexpectedly. Through It
all he said no word to Frances Cable
or Jane. He asked no questions. but
he was being beaten down by appre-
tensions all the while.
His wife's manner convinced him
that all was not well with her. She
avoided being alone with him, keeping
close to her room. He detected hun.
dred pretexts by which she managed
to escape his simplest advances.
At last, Overwrought by the strain
he began to resort to cunning-this
man who was big enough to have gone
from the engine cab to the presidents
Office. 1t required hours of struggle
with his fairer, nobler nature to bring
himself low enough to do trickery
but the natal influence mastered. He
despised himself for the trick. but be
would know the truth
The late afternoon mail one day
brought to Mrs. Cable brief letter
typewriter both inside and out. Da
vid Gable saw her open and read the
misslve, and he saw her trembling
hand go to her throat and then to hel
temple. Her back was toward him
He could not see her face until she
turned. full minute later Then 4
was calm and undisturbed, but hel
eyes were brilliant. He ground bis
teeth and tore upstairs without q
word. David Gable had stopped low
enough to write this letter. and HI
was paying for 1t.
He knew the contents far better thar
she knew them. The letter purporteC
to be an urgent appeal from James
Bansemer. asking her to meet him a
8 o'clock that night 1t said:
must see you tonight. Leave you
home at o'clock for a short call oil
Mrs. W., Just around the corner. / vii
meet you across the Drive. near the Sci
wall. 1t Is quite dark there. J.
David Gable did not know that ear