The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-10-24

II yv1r present husbands absent wife
gifts on bode disguised as handsome
hideo"s woman I'm to throw him
her-<,ff the train and let her-him-
come sn--oh, yassum, you may rely on
me-" He bowed and held out his
band. But she was gone. He shut.
fed on into the car
He had hardly left the little space
before the stateroom when q hand
some man with luscious eyes, but
without any smile at all, came stink
ing along the corridor and tapped
cautiously on the door. Silence alone
answered him at first, then when no
had raped again, he heard q muf.
fed:
go away. I'm not in"
He put hio lips close and softly
called: Edith" ....
At this Sesame the door opened
trifle, but when he tried to enter, .
hand thrust him back and voice
again warned him OF. You mustn't
come I'M
sBut I'm your husband"
That's Just why you mustn't come
in." The door opened little wider
| to give him view Of down-cast
beauty moaning:
"Oh, Arthur, I'm so afraid"
"Afraid?" he shifted. with your
husband here?"
That's the trouble, Arthur. What
| II your former wife should find us to-
gether?"
"But she and 1 are divorced"
I'm some states. yes-but other
states don't acknowledge the divorce.
That former wife of yours is 1iend
to pursue us this way
"She's no worse than your former
husband He's pursuing us, too. My
divorce was as good as yours, my
dear"
"Yes, and no better
The angels looking on might hsve
Judged from the ready tempers Of the
newly married and not entirely I'M
married twain that their new alliance
promised to be as exciting us their
previous estates. Perhaps the man
subtly felt the presence of those eter-
nal eavesdroppers, for he tried to end
the love-duel in the corridor with an
appeasing caress and tender ap.
peal: But let's not start our honey
moon with quarrel"
His partial wife returned the caress
and tried to explain: I'm not quar-
reling with you, dear heart, but with
the horrid divorce laws. Why. oh,
why did we ever interfere with
them?"
He made a brave effort with: I'VE
ended two unhappy marriages, Edith,
to make one happy one"
But I'm so unhappy, Arthur, and
so afraid"
| He seemed a trifle afraid himself
and his gaze was askance as he
urged: "But the train will start sooD,
Edith-and then we shall be SAFE"
! Mrs. Fosdick had a genius for in
venting unpleasant possibilities. But
what If your former wife or my for
| mer husband should nave a detective
on board?"
"a detective?-poof!" He snapped
his fingers in bravado. You are with
your husband, aren't you?"
I'm Illinois, yes" she admitted,
very dolefully. But when We come
| to Iowa, I'm a bigamist, and when
we come to Nebraska, you're biga-
mist, and when we come to Wyoming,
we're not married at ALL
1t was certainly a tangled web they
! had woven, but ray OF light shot
| through it into his bewildered soul.
But we're all right in Utah. Come.
dearest"
He took her by the elbow to escort
her into their sanctuary, but still she
hung back.
"On one con4ition, Arthur-thnt
you leave me as soon as we cross the
Iowa state line, and not come back
till we get to Utah. Remember, the
Iowa state line!"
'Oh all right" he smiled. And see
ing the porter beckoned him close
and asked with careless Indifference:
''Oh, porter, what time do we reach
the Iowa state line?"
two fifty-iye in the mawning,
sah."
1.-TWO rfty-tive a. MP the wretch
exclaimed.
1.-TWO fifty-five a. m, yassah," the
porter repeated, and wondered why
this excerpt from the timetable
should exert such dramatic effect
on the luscious-eyed Fosdick.
He had small time to mediate the
puzzle, for tue train was about to be
launched uron its long voyage. tie
went out to the platform. and watched
couple making that way. AS their
only luggage was dog-basket he sup
posed that they were simply come to
bid some of his passengers goodbye
No tips were to be expected from
such transients, so he allowed them t.,
help themselves UP the steps.
Mallory and his Marjorie had tried