Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1916-09-08

as We Can on the Cash We've Coil"
prevented her from hearing a ring
at the front door bell on the floor be-
low and the opening and closing Of the
door.
| Take the check" she insisted.
And give me back my certificates"
| Halsey Brent was known in Wall
street as a man who never lost his
head and who could not be staggered
by any sudden emergency.
''Tll gladly give you back the stock,
little. GIRL" he said, pleasantly, as he
drew>t sheaf of certificates from his
pocket "But-first, you've got to earn
them
Earn them?" she echoed, per
picked.
Eyes. You must promise to make
me gloriously happy by marrying me,
just as soon as we get rid of Carter
for you. Do that and the stock Is
yours for the asking"
He drew near to her as he spoke.
Before the Mortified girl could guess
his intent, he had caught her In his
arms.
"Just one kiss, to seal the promise"
he begged, and"
Let me gol You brute! Let me
go!" cried Leila, struggling in vain to
free herself.
mot till get the kiss!" laughed
Brent. "Then L"
His clasped arms fell from about
| her shrinking body and he reeled
back-under the thud of smashing
blow in the mouth.
Tom Carter, his tanned face distort-
ed with fury had leaped into the room
and without a word had attacked his
wife's insulter.
Leila screamed at sight Of the rage
possessed man. But before she could
| intervene Carter and Brent were close
locked in a death grapple.
BY series of savagely-dealt short.
arm blows Tom at last drove his foe
before him toward the hallway door.
Brent strove In vain to hold his own
against the husbands terrific on.
slaught and to block or dodge the
blows that were showered upon his
face and body.
But even in his extremity Brent's
willy brain was at work. He remem.
bered that the steep flight of stairs
from the front hall ended almost at
the living room door.
So, even as he waged the unequal
battle against the stronger man, Brent
contrived 20 back directly toward the
door and thence out into the upper
hall close pressed by the victorious
| Tom.
Once on the landing Brent changed
his tactics Wheeling he so maneu-
vered as to bring Toms back to the
stairway just behind him. Then,
gathering all his failing powers, he
ceased to retreat and charged his an
tagonist. A single backward step
would now bring Toms feet over the
edge of the flight
Leila, keeping as close TO them as
the Keeling bodies and failing arms
would permit, saw her husbands sud-
den peril.
Tom" she shrieked, springing to
his side. Look out! The stairs are
Just behind you"
Carter heard. Tnstinctively, on the
very edge of the stairtop, he side
stepped, eluding Brent's rush.
But Leila was not so fortunate. Be-
fore she could spring aside the full
force OF Brents forward-hung body
struck her
Lifted clean off her feet by the i'm
pact she was hurled backward.
Down the steep stairs rolled the
helpless white figure, striking heavily
against the newel-post at the bottom
CT the fight, and then lying strangely
still in huddled heap on ths polished
floor OF the hallway.
"She-she is stunned" muttered
Brent, incoherentiy.
But Tom Carter knew better. He
had looked on death before now.
Kneeling beside the pitifully inert
form and gazing down into the life
less face, he groaned in dull horror:
NO. She is dead"
lend OF FIFTH STORYo