Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1912-08-13
"That's damned lie he said ouiet.

revealed, thought Enid. She made a
movement toward the old man. She
opened her mouth to bid him be silent
and then stopped. 1t would be use
less she knew The determination
was no longer hers. The direction of
affairs had been withdrawn from her.
After all it was better that the unIoy-
Ing wife should be proved faithful,
even If her husbands cherished men,
DRY of aer love for him had to be de-
stroyed thereby Helpless she list
ened, knowing full well what the old
frontiersman's next word would be.
Prove it," Knocked Armstrong
"How?"
BY your own hand, out of your own
mouth, you dog" Numbered old Kirk
by. Miss Enid, where are them let
tiers / give your"
Il" faltered the girl but there
was no escape from the keen glance of
the old man; her hand went to the
bosom of her tunic.
Letters" exclaimed Armstrong.
What letters?"
These" answered Enid Maitland
holding up the packet
Armstrong reached for them, but
Kirkby again interposed.
mo, you don't" he said dryly.
Them amt for your eyes yet. Mr.
Newbold, l found them letters on the
little shelf where your wife first struck
when she fell over onto the butte
where she died / figured out her
dress was tore open there, and them
letters she was carrying fell out and
lodged there. We had ropes an we
went down over the rocks that way
| went first an l picked 'em up. l new
Ell told nobody about it., an l never
showed 'em to a single human bein
until l give 'em to Miss Maitland at
the camp"
why not?" asked Newbold. taking
the letters.
There wasn't no good tellin' nobody
then, jest fer the sake O. stirrin' up
trouble"
But why did you give them to her
at last?"
Because l was Altered she might
fall in love with Armstrong. / sup
posed she'd know his writin, but Wen
she didn't l just let her keep EN-
anyway. l knowed it'd all come out
somehow; there is a God above us in
spite of ali the damned scoundrels on
earth like this un."
Are these letters addressed to my
dead wife?" asked Newbold
.They are" answered Enid Matt
land. Look and see"
them?"
He'll deny it. l suppose" answered
Kirkby.
But am familiar with his hand
writing" said Maitland
Taking the still unopened packet
from Newbold, he opened it, examined
one of the letters and handed them all
back.
There is no doubt about it, he
said. It's Armstrong; hand. I'd
swear to it.
"Oh, I'll acknowledge them" said
Armstrong, seeing the absolute fulfil
ity of further denial. He had forgot
ten all about the letters. He had not
dreamed they were in existence
You've got me beat between you; the
cards are stacked against me. I've
done my damndest"-and indeed that
was true.
Well, he had played great game,
battling for high stake he had stuck
at nothing. A career N which some
good had mingled with much bad was
now at an end. He had lost utterly;
would he show himself a good loser?
INF. Armstrong" said Newbold
quietly, extending his hand, here are
your letters"
What do you mean?'
st am not in the habir of reading let
tiers addressed to other people without
permission, and when the recipient of
them is dead long since. am doubly
bound"
You're damned fool" cried Arm.
strong contemporary.
That kind of charge from your
kind of a man is perhaps the highest
complaint you could pay ME. | don't
know whether I shall ever get rid of
the doubt you have tried to lodge in
my soul about my dead wife, but"
There amt no doubt about it, pro-
tested old Kirkby earnestly. I've
read them letters hundred times
over. havin no scruples whatsoever,
an in every one of EN- he was beg
gin an pleadin' with her to go away
with him an fightin' her refusal to do
it. / guess I've got to admit that she
didn't love you none, Newbold, an she
did love this here wuthless Armstrong,
but for the sake of her reputation. I'll
prove to you all from them letters of
hisn, from his own words. that there
didn't live cleaner hearted, more rir-
tuous upright feemale, than that there
wife of yourn. even II she didn't love
you. It's Gods truth an you kin take
il from me"
"Mr. Armstrong" cried Enid Matt
land, interposing at this iuncture. Not
very long ago | told you liked you
better than any man | had ever seen.
thought perhaps might have loved
you. and that was true. You have
played the towards part and the liars
part in this room"
Did / fight him like a coward?'
asked Armstrong.
NO." answered Newbold for her. re-
membering the struggle; you fought
ike = man."