Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1916-09-29

job? Isn't that splendid? Tell me
about it."
John Leonard has offered me
splendid salary and chance Tor big
advance-if I'll join his expedition to
Brazil"
"To Brazil?" she gasped.
Eyes. We sail at 2 o'clock tomor-
row morning. With luck we ought to
be back here in six months or SO.
And"
"You shan't go!" she sobbed hysteri-
cally. you shan't do it, You asked
me to marry you. You made me love.
And now you want to desert mel"
Don't be so absurd" he command
ed, his nerves raw. "You talk as If
1 were trying to get rid of you instead
Of"
And so you are! You are"
Instead OF going into exile and
peril and hardship for your sake!
l came here to be strengthened and
cheered for my journey. And instead
you are taking the heart all out of
me. Don't send me away with the
memory of face all blotched with
tears!"
I'm not going to send you away
at ALL" shrilled Elsie, her high voice
pitched almost in scream. I'm not
going to let you leave me. You prom
Used to marry me. And now you want
to desert me. I'm going to hold you
to your solemn promise, Ed Martel."
Mrs. Wigs, in her cubbyhole room
at the far end of the hall, paused in
her preparations for bed as the sound
Of the fearful, angry voice reached her.
Mrs. Wigs kicked off her tapping
slippers, opened her door softly, and
padded, pussy-footed, down the hall
toward Elsie's apartment. Mrs. Wigs
could hear the voices of the two lovers
in angry dispute; but she could catch
none of Martel's words and aggravat-
ingly few of Elsie's.
Mrs. Wigs could hear the voices of
the two lovers in angry dispute; but
she could catch none of Marte's words
and aggravatingly few Of Elsie's.
There is no use in keeping this up
any longer" said Martel. We'll both
say what we'll be sorry for. And 4
don't want my absence to be marred
by ugly memories like that
He picked up the suitcase. The
frantic girl suddenly lost the last atom
of her shaky self-control. Flying at
him, she seized the suitcase and tried
tn tear If away from him.
None too gently he pulled the suit
case away from her.
Don't! Don't! You're killing mel"
Mrs. Wigs, lowering near the key
hole, caught the words, and she
thrilled with excitement. Apparently
this was no mere quarrel, but a bat
tie.
Don't be foolish, dear" pleaded
Martel in voice too low to reach be-
yond the door. you are behaving like
a cranky baby. It isn't worthy a
grown woman. Get up and stop acting
So"
Somewhat roughly he drew her to
her feet; then turned to go. With a
cry she flung herself upon the suit
case. AS he tugged to get it away
from her the catch slipped.
The bag flew open and it's contents
were scattered broadcast. Collars,
shirts, underclothes, brushes, neckties
and coats strewed the floor. At Mar
tells feet tumbled revolver that had
been rolled up in his sweater at the
bottom of the. case.
Elsie caught sight Of the fallen
| weapon. Before Martel could stoop she
had seized it and was brandishing it
| above her head.
eff you don't promise not to desert
| me" she began.
Drop that thing, you little idiot"
he growled, catching her wrist in
both hands and, by a quick wrench,
| disarming her.
| "Shoot me, then! Go ahead and
shoot me. I've nothing to live for
| now"
| "This amt just scrap" unused Mrs.
Wigs, catching the shrill words. TITS
beginning to look like murder. The
landlord will give me blazes If let
| folks Kill each other here.
Martel dropped the pistol into the
side pocket of his coat. 1t was an old
coat-one he had donned for ship
board wear. And the pocket into
which he thrust the revolver was a
pocket into which he had once mad
vertantly dropped a lighted cigarette.
Almost the entire bottom of it was
burned out.
! The pistol therefore slipped through
and fell again to the floor.
SHOOT mel" Elsie was sobbing. I'D
rather die than live. I swear / won't
live if you leave me! / swear it,"
The man looked hopelessly at the
quivering girl. Then his rowing glance
fell upon a table clock. The hands
pointed to 11:30-the very hour and
minute he was due to meet Leonard at
Dorley's restaurant, full ten min
utes' walk distant.
| He caught up the suitcase and start
ed hastily to repack 1t. But Elsie
sprang at him again and twined her
| fingers in the cases handle; so that
/ rotb;p0 short ne uainful force cOuld