Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1909-01-22

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dryui>h iusinIaliuu of Mi.laT.
EHT1TM She made no effort 70 with
~ draw Der hand from Karl :.
Size was completely under this sinis-
ter. dominating influence. Harris viii
seemed equally iupotent. He could not
shake off the mysterious ohscssion.
This man was more than Il mere phys
teal presence. he was part of their
very sclves-the weaker, sensual I'M
pulses against which they had fought.
but which now seemed gaining the
mastery. The struggle went on In the
soul Of each as MillarS voice fell me
lodiously on their ears:
Tho most important thing to you In
life /, to find your proper mate. Gen
c.atIUns of conventional treatment VIII
Try to prevent You from doing SO by
pretending 1t IS impossible. But Gown
In your hearts. in their depths. where
truth is not perverted by the veneer OF
convention. know and you know that
It Is the simplest thing on earth. Here
you are full Of talent and longing; here
Is a woman. beautiful. passionate"-
Karl made n last struggle against
the Inevitable consequence Of this de-
mons urging, drawing Olga away
from him.
II beg OF you, don't" he cried.
"W-hen l look 1T you l fear. Please
don't speak of 1t. For six years we
have lived peacefully"
Say what you WILL" the soft, even
voice persisted. II can read your
eyes, and they are telling me. Don't
believe him. He lies" he went on to
Olga. lie dreams OF her-yOu-every
night and you Of him, and he knows
1t, and you know it. All! l under
stand the language Of your eyes. No
matter what you say, that little love
light in your eyes discredits you, re-
veals your Utmost thoughts, and read
them through"
LET Inc speak" Karl pleaded. "For
six years we have lived quietly. in
peace, good friends. nothing else. Olga
has not the least interest in me, and
IL am quite, quite Indifferent"
ANY one who thinks Karl capable
Of base thought must be base and
contemplate himselfw Olga cried.
The two were almost hysterical as
they stood beside each other, wardinl
OF the evil that seemed to emanatG
from the mysterious person who tow
cred over them from the pulpit backed
chair. Karl held Olga's right hand in
his. His left hand was on her shout
der prOtectinsly. Millar spoke quickly
leaning far down toward them:
1T is not base thought; 1t is q
beautiful thought. thought shedding
happiness, warmth and Joy upon youl
otherwise miserable lives. But happi
ness. warmth and Joy have a price
that must he paid. He who loves wine
too well will go to a drunkard's grave
but while he Is drunk with wine an.
gels sing to him.
''Whatever the price, his happiness
Is cheaply bought. The poet sings his
greatest song when he is about to die
and Is poor. weak human mortal t.
live without wine and song and WON
ems lips. A little stump of q candle
shines its brightest ere 1t goes out for
ever. 1t should teach you that one
glow of warmth is worth all this life
can give. Life has no object but to bt
thrown away. 1t must end. Let Ut
end 1t well. Let our raging passions
set fire to everything about US, burn
ang, burning, burning. until we our
selves are reduced to ashes. Thos,
who pretend otherwise are hypocrite.
and liars"
The two listened spellbound to thi.
amazing sermon Of sin. Karl's arm
slipped down to Olga's waist. He fel
himself drawing her closer to him.
Don't be a liar" Afillar urged, hi
eyes still burning into them: don't b,
a hypocrite. Be a rascal, but be /,
pleasant rascal, and the world Is yours
Look at me. All the world is mine
and what have told you is the homes
confession Of all the world. We ar,
baptized not with water. but with fire
Love yourself. only yourself. Wea
the softest garments. sip the sweetes
wine. kiss the prcttiest lips"
No subtler tempter ever spoke to tn,
hearts Of a man and q woman. Kar
was leaning over Olga nov. He saw
her eyes. her lips. soft, warm, rose col
ored; he felt her arms as she chung t.
him, while over them both gloated tn
sinister figure Of Millar, the devil, tri
umphant, confident that his work wa
done.
There was q crashing ring at tn
dOOrbell that acted like an electri
shock on the group. Karl and dig,
came to their senses. dazed, trembling
thankful. Millar stepped down from
the chair. baf1ed, and turned his bacl
upon them.
MY husbandv Olga gasped.
Mr.. MOneybags." Millar sincere,
contemptu0usly.