Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-07-06

gether. Think Of the terror 1 have
lived in all these weeks! And now
read this.'
1T was a h%alf-sheet of ordinary office
paper, written on u typewriter. Its
plirport was similar to the one he had
read but Il fe~Wn,ninutes since. 1t was
addressed to John Bennington.
Great God! another anonymous let
ter! DO . know who sent this?'
II can think of no one but McQuade;
no one" frantically. Save me. Rich
ard! love him better than God. and
this is ny punishment. If John sees
this. l shall die: If he doesn't kill me
shall kill myself! opened it by mis-
take. 1 am SO miserable. What has
happened? What have L done that this
curse should fall on me? When I
came to this city 1 expected to find
rest IN he house OF the man l loved. /.
Patty does not come over. q.
What have 1 not suffered in silence and
with smiles? I have seen them whis-
peE1nT i have seen overt smiles, and
mods. and shrlgs. I knew. l was an
actress. 1t seems that nothing too
bad or vile can be thought of her
greatest gift given to woman. An act
ress! They speak of her in
the same tone they would use
regarding a creature Of the streets.
Well, because j loved my husband. I
nave said nothing; I have let the
poison eat into my heart In silence.
But this goes too ar. 1 shall go mad
III this thing can not be settled here
n now. 1t is both my love and my
honor. And you must do 1t, Richard:
- must do It,"
You say McQuade called you up by
telepilone?'
Yes"
He struck his forehead. The carbon
sheet! He ran to his desk, pulled out
all the drawers. tumbling the papers
till he found What he sought.
From the letter to the faint imprint on
the carb~r sheet and back to the letter
his eyes moved, searching, s%crutinizing.
"Look!" with q cry OF triumph.
What Is it?"
u you see that mutilated letter T?"
Ne indicated with his finger on the dim
carbon sheet. q
Yes. yes!"
Compare 1t with the letter T in this
note"
She did so. her hands shaking pitt
fully. IL can't sec, Richard"
That carbon sheet came from Nc
Quade's office: so did that letter to
John. And nov. by the Lord! now to
pull out Mr.. McQuade's fangs, and
slowly. too" He pocketed the two
80 y LIS q W00 SSklk "
hts head.
Where. Richard?"
ITO yohn."
NO. no! John?"
no him. We can not settle this mat
ter underground. We must fight in the
open. in the light. John must know.
must be brave. girl. This 10 no
time for timidity and tears"
She put forth many arguments. but
tp each ho 1h00k h}a hooH
We are losing tiE1e," said Warning
When John reads these two docu-
.ents he will understand. Come"
So she followed him. They crossed
the street without speaking. He helped
her down this curb and up that. All
excitement lessened his own pain
temporarily. But who had written to
block any future move Of McQuade's
but this other anonymous writer,
whom Patty declared she knew? He
vent On doggedly. One battle at q
time. Together they entered the house,
together they passed from room to
room In search OF John. They came
upon him reading in the library. He
beating about the bush for Warning
ton. He went straight into the heart
Of things.
John. read this"
John glanced at the sheet, and his
face darkened. The look he shot his
wife was indescribable.
When did this thing Gomez" asked
John. a slight tremor in his tone.
This morning."
he asked. why did o take it to
Dick? You and he should not come
to me: on the contrary. you and /
should have gone to him. But never
mind now. I have carried in my
pocket q letter similar to this for sew
eral weeks" simply.
Catch her. J0hn!" cried Warning
ton.
NO: no! I am not faintsns. I am
The poor I'M CROPPED her way to
the lounge and lay down.
John crossed the 0 and put his
hand on her head.
We'll. Dick!"
ut . easy to distort truth into I lie.
John"
But Il 4 very hard TO reverse the
order again."
DO you believe the lie?' Warning
ton looked his friend sauarely In the
minute passed. Tho tickins 81
the clock was audible.
believe Il! I have had TO struggle.
I have had to fight hard and all alone.
I do not say that / don't believe Il.
say that ! will mott"
A truly noble soul always overawes
us. This generosity struck warning
ton dumb. but the woman found life
her husband and ciaspeS lis knees
with = nervoul. strength that provoked
= sharp cry. from his lips.
John. Joint"
He stopped and unwound her arms,