The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1908-08-09

lowing incident IN, this mars c::>eer as
If we ourselves dwelt under a covering
Of glass.
From the time of his marriage up to
this moment no man could have fought
better the bitter struggle Of life than
David Gable, yet now in this hour
his hour of travail and temptation-he
piteously succumbed. Cowardice, the
most despicable Of all emotions, held
him in her grasp.
He sank exhausted against the wall,
his eyes fixed upon the black hole
through which his wife had disappear
ed; then the stony glare changed sud
denly to a look of realization-horri-
BILE. Supplying. He crept to the edge
and peered intently into the water. not
six feet below, his eyes starting from
his head.
Black, sobbing water, darkness i'm
penetra BILE! The instructive fear of
apprehension caused him to look In
every direction for possible eyewit-
nesses. Every drop of blood in his
ror Down there in that black, chill
water lay the body of his wife. the
woman he had loved through all these
trying years, and he her murderer!
Terrified, trembling, painting, he
tried to force himself into the water
with the vague hope of saving her,
after all, but even as he looked wildly
about for help, shout ready to spring
from his dry throat. the natural dread
90 Ln 20 took
possession of him. Fear, abject fear,
held him in grasp; he could not shout.
A man was running across the Drive
toward him-a long. Looping figure that
covered the ground rapidly. With a
last Mortified look in the water, David
Gable, craven for the moment, turned
and fed through the night along the
broken sea wall-fied aimlessly, his
eyes unseeing. his feet possessed of
wings. He knew not whittier he ran,
only that he was an assassin fleeing
from the horrors behind.
Over the narrow strip of ground
sped the long, eager figure that had
darted from the shadow of the homes
across the street. In hoarse. raucous
tones he shouted after the fleeing man:
stop! Wait! Halt!'
He dashed up to the spot where he
had seen two figures but a moment
before. the full horror Of what had
happened striking him for, the first
time. The man was Elias broom, and
he had been an eyewitness to the dim,
indistiLct tragedy at the sea wall.
His presence is easily explained. He
knew Of Bansemer's telephone mes
sage to Mrs. Gable, together with his
threat to expose her on the following
morning. 1t was only natural that she
should make final plea-that night, OF
course. The old clerk realized the
danger Of an encounter between his
employer and his victim at a time sc
intense as this. He could not know
that Bansemer would visit the Gable
home that evening, but he suspected
that such would be the case. 1t was
his duty to prevent the meeting. II
possible.
Bansemer would go too far, argued
the old man; he must be stopped. That
| is why he lurked in the neighborhood
to turn Bansemer back before he could
enter the home Of David Cable.
He saw Mrs. Gable leave the house
and go toward the lake. Following
some distance behind, he saw hel
cross the Drive and make her way t.
the sea wall. Sinking along in the
shadow of the buildings. cursing his
luck and Bansemer Jointly. he saw the
two forms come together out there by
the lake.
Too late, curse him for a fool,
broom had muttered to himself. HI
| ought to know this, is bad bushes: