Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1916-09-22


Their If | Say Anything!"
clothes detective and leading him up
to where Lampson and Tom were
standing
Good" approved Lampson. II was
going to phone the police. officer has
your visit anything to do with this
robbery"
Maybe it has; maybe 1t hasn't"
replied the plain-clothes man. Il
want to see a man named Thomas
Blake of this address"
Il am Thomas Blake" put in Tom,
haggard with a sudden underlined
dread. What do you want?"
"You needn't look so scared" said
the detective, grinning. This amt
pinch. It's good news for you. We
got an alarm from Boston last even
in to look out for woman crook
named Lizzie Reisen-Light-Fi Fingered
Liz we call her. One of our men just
happened to nab her as she was COM
in out Of Harding's joint. We searched
her at headquarters. An we found
this!'
Dramatically he pulled out long
envelope addressed, in Toms own
characteristic handwriting to Thorn
as Blake, care of Roger Lampson e.
Co., 231 Market street"
One end of the envelope had been
torn open. The detective shook out
of it a sheaf of seventeen fifty-dollar
bills.
I'VE took this off her." he went on,
IAN we gave her taste Of the third
degree till she talked. She says you're
a friend of hers an that you an her
was drinkin' together at Harding's
last night an she lifted this from you
before you had chance to spend it
on anyone else"
Five minutes later Roger Lampson
was saying, with genuine sorrow in
his voice:
I'm not going to prosecute, Blake.
But you've proved yourself not only a
thief but the most constituencies liar
l ever had the bad luck to meet l
cannot employ you any longer. And
my sense of fairness will force me to
warn any future employer OF yours
that you are a dangerous crook"
Tom walked, dazedly, out of the Of
fee His heart was dead.
At the outer door of the building
a messenger boy halted him.
Letter for you, Mr.. Blake" said the
boy.
Tom, with a thrill, recognized Mar
jorie's writing on the envelope. In
his hour Of direst need, here was a
word of cheer from her! He tore
open the envelope and read:
Harry has just told me. And never
want to see or hear OF you again. He
says-and two of his friends corroborate
him-that he saw you last night in a
sum restaurant-with a woman When
they left the place her arm was around
you and your head was on her shoulder.
I could have forgiven anything but that
You have broken my heart. Dad and
Harry have told me all along the sort OF
man you are. but / would never believe
them until now IT is proved
Please don't try to explain. II Is USE
less. know you now for what you are.
Your whole life has been LEA lie to
the girl who trusted you. Good-by.''
.,
"A lie?" muttered Tom, half aloud
yes, the whole world is a world of
lies. It's a world I'm tired of. A
world that has cast me out. There's
nothing left. Nothing. Ny parents,
my work, my sweetheart-all gone"
A long time he stood motionless.
Then slowly he turned toward the riv-
er. When at last he stood on the pier
above the fast-running waters he
spoke again:
Life has been too much for me.
Too much when | told the truth, far
too much, when | turned from the
truth. 1t will be good to rest"
He plunged forward and the greedy
waters seized his body in their swift
embrace.
(END OF SEVENTH SToRY.)