Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1916-11-03

in your body. Minna, feel worse
about this than you can. If ever l
can be of help to you"
The door closed on Wilkins and his
unhappy wife in the midst of Olcott's
apology. Tom whirlea about upon
| Olive.
"What do you mean by ordering my
assistant out of the house?" he asked,
| harshly.
81 did more than that" retorted
| Olive, as angry as he. Il wrote the
letter that brought her husband here"
"You? My wife?" stammered Tom,
aghast. "You sank to the dirty trick
of writing an anonymous letter? FL
can't believe it,
"It is less easy to believe" she
ragged, ethan to believe that that wom-
an should boast of being so happy
here with you and that she would
never go backT And you said tt
your and you warned her not to de-
eide on anything she might be sorry
for"
"How do you know that?" snapped
Tom. "That talk occurred here in my
office. The door was shut"
The usually neat office looked as IL
cyclone had struck it. A chair had
been upset. The desk papers lay ev-
erywhere. A large picture, struck by
the flying shoulders of one of the two
battlers, had fallen from its cord, and
lay on the floor, it's glass shattered.
3 Tom stopped to pick up the chair.
And his eyes fell upon the section of
the WALL in front of which the dis
placed picture had hung.
| Against the wall surface showed a
black rubber disk. Tom looked at it
for moment, then sputtered in unbe-
| lieving horror:
"a dictaphone"
eyes assented Olive, anger sweep
ing her now beyond all fear Of con-
sequences. "a dictaphone. l had it
installed there, two days ago, when
you were away. 1t connects with my
room. And / heard enough to"
"And this is the woman 1 was crazy
enough to marry" groaned Tom. "a
woman who sinks to anonymous let
tiers and to spying ON me with die
taphone! Good Lordp
"If you were not guilty" she an
| swered viciously, "there would be no
need"
eff you were not insane with cause
| less jealousy" he stormed, at would
never have occurred to you to suspect
me. AS for guilt, 1 can look my maker
in the face and swear l have been
true to you in thought and word and
| deed. You know am telling the
truth when say it. The Green Ora
gon has you by the throat, Olive. And
he can never be shaken off. see that
| now"
"Tom I" she faltered, convinced,
despite her baser self, of the mans in
nOcence.
But it was too late. The injustice
to which he had been exposed had
sunk into Tom Olcotts very soul, driv-
ing out all gentler thoughts.
'This is the end" he said, abruptly.
II have stood your jealous suspicion
for the last time. 1t has wrecked
our happiness, and am not going to
let it wreck what remains Of my life"
what do you mean?"
IT am going away" he replied. AT
once. The institute is yours, to do
what you choose with. And make
what you choose of your life, now that
you've blighted mine. I'm through
with YOU"
He strobe out of the room. Snatch
ing up a hat from the hall rack he
left the house.
For many minutes Tom Olcott
walked on, his brain afire with resent
ment Then the rush of cool air In his
face and the exercise of his brisk walk
combined gradually to make him
calmer.
"She can't help it." he found him
self muttering tits born in her. +
/ must go back. She needs me-"
Dusk had fallen when Tom re-eE.
tered the house. He went at once "a
the wing of the building which he re-
served for Olive and himself.
He tapped at the door of Olives
room. Receiving no answer he en-
tered. The room was dark. His hama
CROPPED for the electric button, and
pressure of his finger flooded "a
whole place with light.
On the bed lay Olive, very white,
very still. At her side was the phiai
of heart-depressant-e
The Green Dragon had claimed his
own. 1t was easy to place the blame
on it but when it really comes TO de-
Gliding Who's Guilty in similar cases
parents and teachers must also befE
| their share of the burden.
lend OF THIRTEENTH STcRY.)
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