The Wrangell sentinel., 1910-02-10
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John w. Harding Copyright. 1908. by G. W. Dillins-
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l I cannot live with you any longer"
 She rose.
 "Emma," he supplicated humbly, "it will all be different. Let me start out again. Give me another chance. I'll never lie to you again, and I'll never take a cent that isn't my own. prom ise you l won't"
 She shook her head.
 "Oh, yes. you will. You can't help it. Captain Williams told me tonight that a woman who was good couldn't be bad and woman who was bad couldn't be good. It's that way with men. One who is inherently honest could never be dishonest, and one who is inherently dishonest could never be honest. You are both thief and a liar and there is no hope for you. You've struck the downward path, and you'll keep on going until the end. If you ever had a chance it was with me, and you've thrown it away. I'm sorry, more sorry than I can tell. Goodby."
 He leaped to the door, which she was about to open, and placed his hand against it.
 Emma, you mustn't go. You can't go I will not let you go."
 q will go, and l request that you will open the door," she said firmly.
 She grasped the handle, but he put out his arm and forced her away.
 Enough of this tomfoolery.' he cried, with q savage scowl, following her up menacingly as she staggered back. "Pm your husband. I order you to stay here, and here you will stay"''
 "It only remained for you to strike mev' she gasned.
 Strike you I'll strangle you if you ever dare to try to speak to me again as you have done this night. I've borne with you and humored you and put up with your insults too long. What I did was for you, and you know it. What you did, about which you are giving yourself such airs, is no more than any wife would do for q husband who'd acted as I did. That's all there is to it. and I don't want to hear any more about it TOW or at any other time. I'm master in this house, and I'm going to remain master"
 You are not my master, and you cant frighten me with your threats" she retorted. "Open the door this in stantv'
 He grasped her roughly by the arm
 You take your hat off and go to bed" he ordered. pushing her toward the bedroom. That's the best place for you"
 Never" she panted. wrenching her self free and grasping q vase on the table. to defend herself with. If you make one step toward me, you coward, I'll scream for help"
 Rushing at her, lie seized her by the throat and hurled her on the sofa. His fingers frightened their grip, choking all utterance.
 You will leave me, will you." he cried, shaking her with all his strength. leave me dead,"
 He did not hear a knock nor the opening of the door that followed it.
 A hand gripped him by the collar, and his own grasp of Emma's frail form relaxed The hand swung him round and sent him reeling across the room.
 Whats the matter with you, Brooks? Has it got to wife beating now?'
 Smith stood looking at him scorn- fully.
 Emma struggled up, mere dead than alive.
 "Oh, Jimsy," she cried, "he tried to kill me because I would not stay with himr'
 "All right, Emma, you go now.' he replied.
 You stop herer commanded her husband furiously. "NVhat does this man mean by interfering in my af- fairsT
 T guess that man has a big claim on your gratitude" said Smith. That's two escapes you've had ton!ght-oEa from the penitentiary and one from the electric chair. You've q whc!a lot to be thankful for if you only knew it, Brooks, but it looks like you don't"
 Emma had reached the door ard hurried out without looking back. Her husband would have rushed after neg. but between him and the exit stood the tall form of Smith, and there was something in Jimsy's look, in the lines that had frightened about his mouth, that caused him to hesitate He had never imagined that the kind. genial face could take on such an expression.