The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1919-05-10
THE BIG JOLT
A. n. CRAWFORD.

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stenograpber TO lunch. 10 dinner and
TO places Of amusement by telling his
wife that he wanted an excuse 10 get
a divorce
They were wholly unsuited TO each
other 50 why be millsfones around
each others neckst She was young.
pretty. TOO. and he would e TO ii that
she drew Sufficient slimony 10 insure
her every luxury. As for himself-he
was q man Of the world and could not
would not tolerate bonds that made
him accountable TO any woman for
what he did
II he chose 10 take q pretty girl TO
lunch there Was no harm In It He
had always been true TO his marriage
vows be had told his wife stifiy.
He had deposited money In the bank
regularly for her susten2nce- Now he
had arrived IT his lawyers Office 10 In
Quire about the divorce proceedings
The attorney informed him that his
wife had not drawn q penny from the
bank
How did she I've. them David
brought himself u with q jerk
-She has been Dan Goldmsn's sec
retsry ever since the day after you
left her.
and the boyy- his voice was low
with suppressed emotion
~Old Sue, the only servant she
could afford 70 keep. is taking care
Of him They are living In two
rooms. far out where the rent Is cheap
and the boy has q chance TO get out
in the sunshine every dap. See here"
said Steele. leaning forward. there
was another woman, wasn't there!
Wen. what's become Of herr
From somewhere down below came
the excited voices Of children play
ing In the sunny streets The balmy
breath Of an awakened earth stole
In Ike a quiet. soothing incense
There never Was any other
woman" said David Bryson slowly.
Il took my s~tenographer out a few
tines D. bad taste. but lots Of
men do those things-and Kate heard
Of II and asked me not TO do il
again / said that no oma could
dictate terms 10 me-we quar-
relied Kate was too fine for that sort
of thing-so / left in q fit Of passion.
as You know"
He turned to look the lawyer In the
face. Il let that Et~enographer go
on the first xcuse l could find and /
hope that I never see her face again.
Kate working in old Dan Goldman's
oncel Why didn't somebody tell me
beforer
-why,- demanded John Steele sharp
", do men want TO make fools OF
themselves for a bit OF fiatteryf A
man likes TO think that he Is a regu-
lar devil with women and always he
has a 5clt coming TO him Ike you are
getting right now. If 1 were in your
place. / would give Kate a chance
to be free. Il be courted. to be loved
as she so richly deserves"
David Bryson stood up suddenly and
like a drunken man. stumbled into a
little writing room. He dropped heav-
lily into a chair and seized paper and
pen in his shaking hands His wife's
face seemed to smile at him from
the white paper. 1t vas no time for
idle fancies. He shook himself and
rubbed his eyes. What would he
say to her, to Kate? She would love
him always, always He was sure OF
that. Then he began TO wonder. She
had refused his help. She had never
lifted q hand to call him back to her.
Most women would have found out
that he had been blufing about his
s~tenographer and would have sent for
him on some fimsy p~retext- What
would he do? He leaned his head on
his hands. Then a ghost of long ago
spread a magic tapestry before his
tired eyes
He was n c mor In that little blue
room at home and II was quite dark
save for the single night lamp that
burned on q low table beside the bed.
Again the agony of young father
hood laid his gripping hand upon his
heart and his eyelids burned with
tears. manfully restrained His mind
CROPPED for words TO tell the sweet
young girl wife how much he loved
her as she lay there. white and spent
from the birth pangs Of his tiny son.
Il love you" was all that he could
say. "Oh. my dear. / love you So"
-And our son." she had added weakly.
He knelt down by the bed and laid