The Western outlook., 1914-12-26
CARLETON MISTAKE.
Demon of Jealousy Drove a Train
Dispatcher to Risk Two Hun
dred Lives.
Rv ARTHUR OFT,

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Carleton aWoke with a start. IL
seemed that he must have oVerslept.
Ieaping from his bed he crossed 70
the dresser on which his watch lay,
and. seeing that 1t was five o'clock, ne
heaved a sigh of relief. He was no.
due In the dispatcher's room until
seven
He was SO wideawake, however, tna1
he decided to dress and proceeded 70
do so. calling Justify for his wife mean
while. There was no answer to the
call and he shouted again. still no
answer. He sat and listened for a
moment No one was moving ABOUT
the house.
Then suddenly he remembered. mat
morning, when he had returned from
work. there had been quarrel. AS
usual he had been to blame. IL was
his overmastering jealousy that mad
caused it. One of the train hands nad
spoken carelessly of having seen MS
wife and Bob Munro talking while ne
was on duty
He had come home in towering
rage and had accused his wife bitterly
of many things-things of which he
was now sure that she was guiltless,
but in his temper he was blind. Natur-
ally she had resented his attitude and
1had declared that she would leave
him. In his madness he had told hef
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And now he awoke In a deserted
house. Had she really gone, he won
dered. The thought set him in panic.
In a rush OF memory all her little
ways, her many thoughtful tender
nesses, all that she had been to him,
flooded his mind.
With the utmost haste he dressed
and walked through the house. 1t was
empty Everything was in order, eV-
erything in it's place, but there was no
sign of her. He sank down weakly In
a chair in the kitchen.
After all, it was his own fault He
had not tried to control himself. He
had acted so like a beast to her, and
now-well, he would have to reap the
harvest of bitterness which he had
sown, and, what hurt more, she, too,
would have to reap; she who was limo
cent.
1t sent pang through him to think
that today she might even wish that
she had chosen Bob Munro instead of
him. Two years ago they had been
rivals for her hand. Carleton, jeal-
GUS of all men. was especially Jealous
Of Munro.
Suddenly thought occurred to him.
If she had left him for good she would
surely have left him some word, a
note, or something He arose, and,
crossing the hallway, made his way to
the parlor where she had her desk.
At first he could not open 1t, his fin
gers trembled so, but at last he sue
cssded.
Lying on the top of her papers was
a note without an envelope. He seized
and eagerly unfolded it. Then he
| stepped back with a cry. The writing
was not that of Helen; it was Bob
Munro's.
Carleton read:
Dearest Helen:
Why put up with your life any longer
WHY suffer as you are suffering when
happiness awaits you? Come away from
It all with me. We can catch the hve
fifty westbound, and tomorrow begin a
new life in a new world, will wait for
you at the old place. Come in time.
BOB.
That was all. For a moment Garlic
ton scarcely realized the meaning of
the note. He stared at 1t helplessly,
carefully studying the words. Like a
flash their full import came to him.
Then once again his wild, passion
ate rage possessed him. He 'Ssolved
to intercept and kill them both. The
five fifty westbound! That was train
No. 73. 1t was usually late.
He pulled his watch from his peck
ct It was FIVE fifty-fve. He was too
late The train had gone. No, 1t
might be late. There might still be a
chance. SEEKING his hat, he crushed
It on his head, and, rushing out, ran
swiftly toward the depot.
In ten minutes he had reached the
station. AS he darted into the waiting
room he met the division superinten-
dent, John Gardner who greeted him
with yelp of Joy.
"By George, Carleton!" he ex-
claimed, you are the very man l most
need I was going to send for you"
"Seventy-three," gasped Carleton
has she arrived"
"She's come and gone," answered
Gardner, fright on time tonight and |
want her to stay So"
Carleton leaned against the wall.
weak and faint So. after all. he was
robbed Of his vengeance. A sicken-
ing revulsion swept over him.
Now, what Gardner wished. he ex-
planned, was that Carleton should
stand the rest of Brunt's trick as well
as his own, and get seventy-three off
the division on time.
The click of the telegraph instru-
ment, a sound so familiar and home
like to his ears, restored him consid-
erably as he entered the Office. Briefly
he explained to Brunt that he had