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Why My Husband Left Me
By Dorothy 1)1*.
, "My marriage was a failure," said
;the second woman, "because of my
•jealously.
"I married a handsome, charming,
. magnetic young fellow to whom every
; heart turned as instinctively as a
"Jower to the sun. He was adored by
his family. He had hosts of friends,
and his popularity was gall and worm
wood to me. I could not hear the
thought that any else should lay claim
to what was mine, and so in trying to
separate him from other people I lost
him.
"I suppose I am selfish. I suppose
I am an egotist and self-centered, as
all jealous people are, but all my life I
have been a monopolist. Even ns a
little child. I could not bear to share
my dollies and my teaset with my little
playmates, and I took this spirit into
matrimony with me, and it spelled dis
aster for me.
"Before our marriage my wild jeal
ousy of any attention that Tom showed
any other girl flattered and amused
him. He took it as a proof of my love
and never dreamed but what when
we were once married I would accept
as beyond question the fact of his af
fection and fidelity and honor toward
me.
"He knew that he would give mo
no real cause for Jealousy, for a truer
nnd a better man never lived: but It
Is the curse of jealousy that It needs
no cause, that It invents Its own tor
tures, and thrives best on baseless
and intangible suspicious.
"I laid the axe to the root of our
happiness not three weeks after our
return from our honeymoon. For the
first time I went down to Tom's office,
and I can remember well the little cry
of glad surprise with which he rose
up to greet me. But the caressing
little speech with which I had in
tended to salute him died on my lips,
and I gave him a greeting as cold
and hard as an Icicle, for at a desk
not far foTm him sal a tall hand
some woman, her head bent above
some papers about which she and Tom
had evidently been in -onversaion at
the moment of my arrival.
"Instantly I saw green. Every
Jealous drop of blood in my body surg
ed to my heart and poisoned it. This
woman was at home in my husband's
office. This woman knew more about
his private affairs than I did. He
consulted this woman. He had re
spect for her judgment. He liked
her. Perhaps he loved her. The de
tails of a husband vulgar intrigues
between them surged through my
mind.
"I saw a trouhlod wondering look
some Into Tom's eyes, but I did not
answer it. I made some excuse and
got away as quickly as possible, and
literally stumbled back home. All
the balance of the day I walked the
floor, lashing myself into a fierce and
fiercer fury of jealousy until Tom came
home. Then the storm burst, and I
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poured over him all of my mad, jeal
ous suspicions, and wound up by de
manding that he should dismiss the
woman at once.
"He listened to me with horror, that
| deepened as I went on with the reve
ilation of how mean and little a soul
had, and when I had finished, he
positively refused my request. 'Miss
Lilly,' he said, 'has been in my employ
for ten years, and there's not a liner,
nobler woman in the world than she
is, and she is simply invaluable to
me in my business. There has never
been the slightest suggestion of any
sentimental relationship between us,
and I am not going to deprive this
good woman of the means of making
a livelihood and myself of a valued
assistant to gratify your Insane jeal
ousy.'
"And he didn't. But I revenged
myself by nagging him for years and
years with suspicious about Miss
Lilly, which I knew in my heart were
groundless, until I killed every par
ticle of confidence between us.
SUSPICIOUS OF HIS FRIENDS.
I was equally jealous of his friends.
As I said, Tom was the sort of man
that men and women loved. When
we were first married they joyously
besieged our house and It Is like a
knife in my heart now to remember
how proud he was of his new wife
and his new home, and how he wel
comed his old companions to it, and
tried to drag me into his old circle.
"But he might just as well have
tried to mingle a snow-capped moun
tain and a tropical jungle. I froze
them out one by one. I snubbed tho
women. I lot the men see they were
unwelcome. I ridiculated their pe
culiarities, and poured over them criti
cisms that burnt like vitriol, until at
last they came no more.
"Then I rejoiced. I selfishly thought
that I had Tom all to myself, and
that he had forgotten his old friends
because he spoke of them no more.
I did not have sense enough to know
that I was the one who had lost out
and had been put out of his heart,
and that to save argument and scenes
he saw his old friends on the sly down
town.
"Worst of all, there was Tom's
mother. She was a widow. She had
made incredible sacrifices to educate
him and give him a start in the world,
and he repaid her by a passionate de
votion. The knowledge of his love
for her and that he sent her money
every month to live on drove me mad,
and I shut the door in her face and
continually reminded Tom of luxuries
we might have if he did not give so
much to his mother. When I said
that he looked at mo curiously, 'I did
not know that there were women on
earth like you,' ho said.
"And th»t iho »n«l. Tom goes
his way and I go mine. His love is
dead—killed by my jealousy; my
Jealousy of his business, my jeal
ousy of his friends, his family, his
amusements; my insane, torturing
Jealousy that has wrecked our lives!"
$ THE MASTER KEY $
COPYRIGHT, 1914. BY JOHN FLEMING WILSON
A Novelized Version of the Motion Picture Drama of the Same Name Produced by the Universal
Film Manufacturing Company. Illustrated With Photographs From the Picture Production.
CHAPTER I.
In Bearoh of Gold.
S*""" TRANGE things breed In the
deserts of southern California
n— some of them beautiful,
some of them symbolic of
endless and terrible thirst
There are three thirsts In this world:
That for wealth; the one for life; great
est of all, the thirst for love.
The first and the last expression of
our civilization ig the locked door, and
from the time the primal carpenter
laid down his tools and went within
his rude bouse the door has stood for
all time a defense and an opportunity.
In the long vista of life we find many
locked doors and gateß—doors to hap
piness, to life and to love.
Fancy to yourselves thirsty men
knocking with seared knuckles on
these doors. Then realize that sooner
or later experience tells them that they
cannot enter without a key. "Who
holds the 'master key' to all these lock
ed doors?" we cry.
This was the silent question in the
hearts of two men, wearily struggling
through the sage brush toward the
sharp ridges of the San Jacinto moun
tains in southern California.
"I wonder," said Thomas Gallon, fin
gering his prospector's guide, "whether
we will find that gold—the gold the
Indians told us about. Xes, I must
find that gold."
"You don't seem to realize that you
have a partner," snarled Wilkerson.
"You are always talking about I—l—l.
Haven't I got a share in this? Haven't
I dug up money? And yet you don't
seem to think that I've any concern in
this matter."
"Excuse me, partner," said the other
man, fixing his dim gaze on the moun
tain. "I'm always thinking of that girl
of mine. You know she's In school, and
she's got to have a good education, and
I've got to work to pay for it Excuse
me, partner; you know I did not menn
It that way, but when I remember her
mother"— He broke off abruptly, and
both men stopped.
"Her mother?" asked Wilkerson.
"Yes, her mother," choked Gallon.
"The girl deserves the best there Is in
this toorld. I'm all she's got and, by
heavens"—he shook his fist toward
the distant blue hills—"she shall have
It If I have to tear that mountain apart
with my finger nails."
"Well," said Wilkerson Impatiently,
•let's camp. I'm thirsty."
They stopped in the shade of the fal
low plume of the Yucca and made their
little fire for coffee, but before the
blaze was well started Wilkerson
picked up the water bag and took a
long drink. His companion suddenly
flashed in anger.
"Say, partner," he said sternly, "that
water has to last us clear to the moun
tains."
Wilkerson flung his head back and
laughed. "Why worry? Don't you see
the snow there on San Jacinto peak?
That means creekß down every ravine
and gulch."
Instantly Gallon's eyes dulled. He
seemed to once more subside into a
dream.
"There's where they said the gold
was," he muttered. "In one of them
gulches up there. Gold! Goldl Say,
Wilkerson, we'll get that gold, but we
must save the water. I didn't mean
any harm, partner, for calling you
down for drinking that water, but I've
got to get that gold."
Wilkerson once more reached for the
water and took a long draft
"I guess this will last till we reach
those foothills," he said. But his com
panion paid no attention to him, stol
idly preparing their slender meal of
coffee and beans.
When they had eaten Gallon brusque
ly motioned to Wilkerson to clean up
the camp and then silently started up
the gulch.
"I never heard of finding gold by
moonlight" his partner muttered to
himself. "Let the old man dig around
If he wants to." And immediately once
more be yielded to his physical desires,
this time for sleep.
Gallon steadily trudged around the
bluff, following the stream as best he
could until he knew that he was abeo
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lutely alone. Chance, the master of us
all, delights In strange freaks. Now at
this moment, when he felt hatred In hia
heart for his partner, when he knew
that he had come on his final quest
with a weakling to coddle along. Mis
tress Chance laid her quick finger on
him and whispered, "Here!"
He heard that light whisper and
dropped his gaze to the ground. A mo
ment later he was furiously hammer
ing at the outcropping of rock that
threw Its sharp shadow down the hill.
Wilkerson turned sluggishly in his
sleep.
"1 wonder where the old man is," he
muttered to himself. "He's always
prowling round o' nights."
What was that figure slinking around
the bluff? Something in his partner's
attitude as he stopped directly in the
full sheen of the moonlight made him
pause.
"He's got something," he thought
"Why does he not come down to
He Pulled Out His Revolver and Fired
at the Man.
camp? I think I'll see." So he wrap
ped himself in his blanket again, but
his eyes were open and turned on ills
partner.
A few moments later Gallon came to
camp, hoavy footed, as if half asleep,
dropped his hammer and kicked the
fire to a blaze.
"If I had a proper partner there
would be coffee for me," he said in to
tone loud enoqgh to reach the sleeper.
"Whafs the matter, old pair' asked
Wilkerson, apparently drowsy.
"Oh, nothing," said Gallon. "I Just
thought you might have left aome cof
fee."
"IMd not find anything, did you, part
ner?" asked Wilkerson.
"Nopey; nothing doing. Guess those
Indiana did not give me the right
hunch."
Wllkerson turned over as if once
more going to sleep, but his eyes were
open, and he saw Gallon marking
down some notes on a piece of paper.
"Did you say the Indians did not
give you the right hunch 7' Wilkerson
asked suddenly. "How often have I
got to tell you we're partners. I be
lieve if you got a strike you wouldn't
tell me. Are we partners or not?"
"Yes; we're partners all right I
haven't found nnything."
"What was that stuff you bad In
your hand?" asked Wllkerson drow
lily. "You're always bringing in a
lot of dirt and looking it over, but I
aotiee you kind of keep that dirt In
your hand."
Wilkerson once more yielded to his
physical desire for sleep, but was
awakened by the barking of a coyote
on the hill. He suddenly raised him
self and let out a curse against the de
stroyer of his sleep. Then be swiftly
realized that Gallon was still awake,
sitting by the fireside, writing with
the same stub pencil.
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"That's my pencil," he thought dally.
"There is not another pencil in this
desert How can I write to Dolores If
Old Man Gallon walks off?"
He took out of his pocket a worn
leather wallet and drew out the pic
ture of a woman, whose calm, cold fea
tures, unadorned by the photographer's
art, were appealing to the man of his
appetites.
He looked at this a moment, and
then all the morbid fire In his blood
flamed toward his heart Love, life
and happiness depended upon the pos
session of gold. Therefore, with this
Are In his heart, Wllkerson suddenly
got that absolute thirst for gold which
traverses deserts, which has killed
more people than the armies of Eu
rope.
And In his sudden access of physical
desire for gold in order to attain this
woman he rose to his feet, and there
came upon his face a swift expression,
stealthy but determined.
He put the photograph away and,
pantherlike, stole into the shadow un
der the hill and toward the man who
had been his partner, but whom he
was resolved to kill. He crept along,
taking all precautions against disturb
ing a single pebble, until he stood over
Gallon, and in the full moonlight he
saw that Gallon was drawing the plans
and marking the locations of a mine.
"How far," he thovght forcefully to
himself, "has the old man gone What
gulch is this? What place is this? He
has found the gold, and I'm going to
have it!" He still watched the pencil
and saw him trace In rude letters:
"This will make you happy."
That moment Gallon saw Wilkerson
smiling at him.
Smiles and tears, sorrow and laugh
ter have made this world what It is,
and the smile on the saturnine visage
of Wllkerson stirred Gallon to his
depths. Did Wilkerson know? Had
Wilkerson seen? Was Ruth to lose the
gold that he had found after all these
years? Wllkerson had peered over his
shoulder. Wllkerson! Wilkerson! Wil
kerson! There must be no Wilkerson!
He pulled out his revolver and flred
at the man smiling at him from the
shadow.
Wilkerson 'emptied his revolver at
the old man. But Gallon's trained eye,
backed up by his overmastering pas
sion, bad directed his weapon too sure
ly. Wllkerson realised that his ene
my's bullet had gone home.
Rllll with the blood lust In his heart,
Gallon pulled out the picture of a little
girl and passionately feissed it
"You look like your mother, Ruth,"
he whispered.
But while he was yielding to this
queer tenderness his former partner
was struggling to his feet—dizzy with
pain, absolutely cowed by the shock of
finding himself physically helpless, yet
driven by instinct to find other human
beings. Where were they? There was
no sound on the desert except the
rustling of the dry leaves of the
yuccas and the murmur of the cactus
as it died of drought. He was really of
two minds. One desire was to find the
location of the gold. The other was to
save hte own life and assuage the bit
ter fast which he knew meant death.
At last he stumbled to his feet and
peered across the mist veiled valley.
Knr away he saw a light Gathering
all his strength, he started toward It
for It held out to him the prospect of
help for hlB physical Injury, and as he
fingered his revolver he feverishly
dreamed of finding Gallon and so
avenging hlmseif.
[To Be Continued.]
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