The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1915-01-15
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This is my woman. I'll strike her
If l want to-
20 will your"
The bOarder sprang forward and
caught the appraised arm, giving it no
gentle wrench as he bore down upon
1t. That was enough for McWinter.
With snarl like wolf he closed in.
Almost instantly his back hit the floor
with resounding thump.
Don't, don't!" pleaded the wife.
1T will only make matters worse. You
can't help me, Mr.. Smith. Please go!''
Alright, Mrs. McWniter. But l
haven't any use for a wife beaten"
You'll leave this house Saturday."
said McWinter. picking himself up
slowly. Saturday night, and then you
and your truck for the sidewalk I've
stood all I'm going to stand Maybe
you think I'm fool, but I know what
know The beaten man skunk out
of the house, cursing under his
breath.
He realized that he would never get
any satisfaction out of Smith in a
game of fisticuffs; the latter was too
strong for him; he'd get him where he
wanted him some day. And that day
wasn't to be far off, either He did
not come home until midnight. He
grinned drunkenly in the mirror as
he yanked off his tie and collar He
wasn't a chemist for nothing; Smith
would see McWinter was a mailman
and nobody suspected the fact.
The next morning he remained in
bed with q splitting headache.
AS Smith started out for his days
work he caught up the child and
swung her aloft. She gurgled with
happiness. Then he kissed her and
set her down.
I'm going to bring you that stick
|of candy tonight"
"Goody, goody, can l eat it man.
mar
Eyes DEAR" To the man she said:
How long! How long!"
Keep q stiff upper lip, Sally Well
straighten out this muddle In time. It
looks to me like McWinter isn't quite
right in the upper story. If we could
get him away from his whiskey there
might be q chance. But he's an Indi-
an when he's boozed up. They say at
the laboratory that they'd be glad to
give him steady work if they could
trust him."
Sometimes I've been wicked
enough to wish that he was dead!'
None Of that kind of talk, little
woman"
you've been SO good to us!"
who wouldn't be? Remember, now.
NUNS the word. Keep him in good
humor as much as you can and when
the time comes we'll light out and let
the fool shift for himself"
| McWinter crawled out of bed about
10 o'clock, ugly and taciturn. When
his wife spoke to him he did not an
swer. She sighed and returned to her
sewing machine But for the child she
knew that she must have given up
the struggle long ago. She did not
want any shadow to fall upon that
pretty childhood. Her own had been
unhappy enough, and she determin.
ed that the little one should not be
disillusioned before her time.
Sometimes the machine stopped and
the woman gazed into the blue arch OF
heaven. To wish anyone dead no mat
ter how cruel they might be, was a
sin. Clickety- clickety, clickety-click-
ETY. sang the machine. From another
part of the house came the happy
laughter of the child.
McWinter left the house after drink
ing a cup of strong black coffee and
stole along the road toward the woods,
where he finally came upon a shack
1t was rather peculiarly constructed
There were no windows and the door
was abnormally thick. The man went
inside and remained there for half
an hour. When he came out he APP
peared to be in good humor. An all
enlist might have been disturbed by the
expression in the mans eyes. McWin-
ter raised his fist toward town. shak-
ing it and muttering.
| "SEoon about my house, will you
Interfere in my affairs, huh? You
wait, Mr. Smith; you just wait. Maybe
tyOu won't have to leave Saturday
night. You'll go before.
Then he trugded back home. His
wife was greatly surprised to find
him in an amiable mood. 1t was SC
unlike him after debauch. But she
was glad enough to accept it at face
value, being an honest and simple
minded woman
| McWinter did odd jobs at the chemi-
cal laboratory in the village. He was
an expert in certain departments, and
occasionally the chief chemist risked
the chance Of sending for him. l,
was noticeable that the derelict work
ed faithfully on these days, with the
hope of continuous employment. When
afternoon came a telephone call ar
rived with 1t and McWinter hurried
off to the laboratory. rather pleased
too. to find himself placed temporarily
over the man he SO hated. The same
amiahility he had shown to his wife
he now exhibited In lesser degree
/ toward Smith, who was rather aston
tshed ct the sudden turn OF events
I'm sorry lost my temper, Smith,
said McWinter rather solemRly. but
my nerves have gone to smash. and
I'm imagining all sorts of things"
Don't let that worry you," replied
Smith only to glad to bury the hat
Chef. I'VE all lose our tempers once
In while. But You ought to be a lit
tie more careful of that wife OF yours
II know it," humbly, all the while
black murder in his heart. We'll lei
bygOne8 be hyGoues. and 90 out some