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Show JUAB COUNTY TIMES. NEPHI. UTAH could not resist tha caress, nor appealing face. So engrossed were they In their reconciliation that tbey did not hear a buckboard rattle up to tha gate. Only a draft of outer air told them the cabin door had been opened. They turned to see Leila's father and mother standing on tho threshhold. With a cry of welcome, Leila ran forward to greet the newcomers. In the pleasure and excitement of the reunion she did not notice her mother's very evident repulsion at her surroundings. Not until Tom had carried Mr. Austin off to look at the mine did the older woman speak her mind., "Leila." she began, "if I had dreamed this was the way you had to live I'd never have had a peaceful night's rest." "I have everything I need," declared her daughter, loyally. "You have a hundred times less than any longshoreman's wife," positively denied Mrs. Austin. "If I can bear It," returned Leila, with forced gayety, "you ought to be able to." "Cut you can't! You're coming back home with us. This very day!" To fight back the craving to cry Yes! Yes!" tha girl out, "Yes! turned to tha tub and began her neglected week's washing. Tom Carter, with Mr. Austin, cama In from their visit to the mine. Mrs. Austin ran to her husband. "I want Leila to com back with us!" she exclaimed. "Help ma persuade her." "My place is here," faltered Leila. "Your place will be in bed with a dangerous Illness," returned her mother, "if this sort of thing goes on. Tom, can't you sea how worn out and miserable she Is? You'll let her go back with us for a visit, won't you? It will do her worlds of good." "Sh can go," vouchsafed Tom, after a moment's unhappy reflection. "She can go. But only for a visit. Let that be understood. As soon aa I get on my feet she Is to come back to me." "Yes. Indeed!" promised tha delighted Leila. "I'll always coma back to II the WHO'S Q .to MB.WIIS0N AUTHOR OF "THE SILVER BUTTERFLY," "SALLY SALT," "THE BLACK PEARL," ETC NOVELIZED FROM THE NAME SAME THE SERIES OF PHOTOPLAYS RELEASED BY OF PATHE EXCHANGE. iCOrYHIGHT. 1916. IV MRS WIliGN WOODRCWi Presently, with a sigh, she got to her feet and crossed tha room to the shabby dresser that stood In a corner. Sold Out. Then, thrusting tha letter and tha Leila Austin, during her 22 (bettered , man's only daugh- postscript sheet Into a balf open years ai a she went back to ber hateful ter, bad never known an ungratlfled drawer, wish. "Poverty" and "struggle" were task of dishwashing. But today the routine of household mere words to ber wordi that carlabor was tenfold mora Irksome than ried n real meaning. ever before. Perhaps that was why she refused There had been another line or Halaey Brent and accepted Tom Car- two after tha postscript's end. But waa rich and was growter. ing richer day by day. Carter waa a Nellie had painstakingly crossed them mining engineer, boundlessly rich In out. Inking away every syllable, to energy and hope and all but bank- make the obliterated words wholly unreadable. Tbla second postscript rupt In everything else. had read: Mrs. Austin spent long and profit"Your mother tells ma she and your less hour4 In pointing out to Leila the aro starting from New York advantages of marrying Brent and the father in a day or two to pay you a flying hardships she must face as the wife vialt. I'm sending my lovs by them." of a man who still bad his way to Nellie had belatedly remembered at make. Leila listened patiently and mar- this point that Mrs. Austin bad told her the visit waa to be a surprise to ried Tom t'arter. Her father's wedding gift to Leila Leila. Hence the careful erasure. After an Interminable time, the laat was a check for $10,000, more money than Tom Carter bad saved In all his of the cheap, thick dishes waa washed life. Fhe indorsed it and dried. Lugging a boiler of hot over to her husband and. with it, water from the back of the stove, Tom bought the controlling Interest In Leila filled the wooden washtub and proceeded to toss carelessly Into It an Oregon gold mine. This Investment was not as rash as the pile of soiled clothes. Tba cabin door awung open and Leila's parents snd Trent thought The mine was one which Tom himself bad Tom Carter tramped in the mud on helped to develop and in which be his boots blotching the FIFTH STORY. well-to-d- B.-e- hard-workin- none-too-clea- lessly, as he threw his hat on a peg and slumped into the nearest chair. "And we'll be lucky If we get any more dinners at all. We're broke! We've gone as fur as we can on the rash we've got. The gold la there. I'd stake my life on that. It's there! And with capital we could get to It. It may lie only one day's work further into the rock. Or It may be a year's work farther in. Hut It's beyond us. My cash has given out." Somelhlng In tho overwrought girl's brain seemed to snap. Here, then, was tho end of the golden dream! Sudden anger flared up within her. "I won't stand It!" she raged. "I won't stand It!" "Hush, dear!" be soothed ber. "Don't take it like that. Wo havo each other. And " "And nothing else!" she interrupted, beside herself with fury. "You'vo cheated me! You've robbed me! You've stolen my youth, my prospects, my happiness! And you've stolen my broad-brimme- money!" "Your what?" he said, unbelievingly. "My money'" she cried, shrilly. "The $10,000 my father gave me. It was my own money. You cajoled me Into putting It Into your worthleao mine! Where Is my IIO.OOO, Tom Carter? Give It bark to me!" Her husband was staring at her, aghast, bis Jaw drooping, bis eyes He did not recognize his brave and loyal little wife In this tempestuous tempered visage. reality. He rose and went hurriedly toward Bo matters stood, one spring mornhis wife, his arms outstretched. Rut ing, when a longdelayed letter reached she recoiled from him. crying hysterithe cabin. It was addressed to Leila cally: "I ton 't touch me! Glv m ba k th $10 000 I put Into your empty mine!" Now. Torn Carter knew pitifully little about women. Had he been more etperlenred he would have understood that Leila needed only a good cry and perhaps a day or so of absolute rest or rhange of scene. Without a word he went over to a wall cupboard, rummaged In it and returned to the sobbing girl with a sbeaf of pspers. "Here are the stork certiflrates for th mine." he said, forcing himself to an outward semblance of cslm. "Tbey ara made out In your name, all of them. Every share Is yours. And tba mine is yours I didn't tell you, because t wanted It to be a surprise to you when the 'lei!a A' msde our for- t m dm j HI j tunes " "Tom'" "If we had struck It rth the who) thing would have ben yours." be went round It Mildly Pleasant to Be on unheeding "All my work, all my Sing ed Out for Attentions by This hopes were for you . not for myself. Young Nspo'eon of Finance. The mine was bought with your cash. w mm 17IIIU1. til,? Pt'ii lion, And it is yours by rights" hood rbura who bad been ber brides"Tom" she walled, all babyish D.aid As she read, the gossipy scrawl of resentment dying down. "Tom! I'm Jbef (bum seemed to lift the tired so sorry, darling' Please forgive me! woman out of ber dull routine and I as Just upset and nervous. Won't I bark to the fluff brained you try to forget It, please? And to waft didn't mean what t said. I want you .gayety of earlier dajs f)b real slowly and with morbid to keep the certiflrates. For answer be took op the sheaf f relish the entire) rambling epistle. Then, at last, sh ram to a scribbled papers, crossed to her dresser and put postscript on a separata half sheet. them Into Its top drawer. "They are yours. Leila." b eeld. The postscript ran: "Too must take them. I've put them l hoar your old rereetnoert, Halsey brent, has eleoned vp a million In a In 1 here for you. I'm only sorry you war munition ecsl. Everything to think I havo be a dishonest toward yon." touches turns to geld." ) The silly lines burned themselves 'Id soonest" sfao wept, fcef arms rush about his Berk. "Why, Tom. yea ara Into Leila Carter's brain. In they" brought tack visions of what tha moot boeeot, moot honorable man kra. If sbs bad aot la tba whole world 1 Ob, wont you tfght havo pleaa forgive ssef" jrajoctod this rlckof fch 7 j hr br I" kn iwthert old sweetheart, Halaey Ho read and the whole scrawl. Long hs stood there, moveless, the scrap of paper In his hand. He was roused from his gloomy revert by tho Jolting of the rural free delivery buggy aa It draw up at re-rea-d the gat. Leila's tbrice-a-wee- k letters had been the only bright spots In Tom's loneliness. Eagerly he seized the one letter the postman left for him today. As he looked at Its superscription his expectancy turned to chagrin. For the letter was not from Leila, but from her mother. II opened it and read: My Dear Tom: I am writing this en my own responsibility and without I,olla'a knowledge, Hhe Is slowly re covering from that horrible life out there In tho wilderness. But the doe-tagrees with us that she must never, never so bark to It. That Is why 1 am wiillnr you. "I assume that you aro not allo- that you have frether selfishatand heart. Iter experience In tho Weet proves how all Is for tho brutally rough existence of a poor man's wife. And. now that the mine has failed, you are hopelessly poor and aro likely to remain so. "Are you .Tolng to force my fragile, delicately nurtured daughter to go on your poverty and sharing If you do, she will die: or athardships? the very least, she will becoma an Invalid. "Or aro you man enough to give your wife ber freedom, so that she may sometime be able to marry a man who can give her tho rare and the luxuries she craves? "If you truly love her If her best welfare means anything at all to you there can be but one reply to these questions. You will give ber up and allow her to retrieve her one mleer-ahl- o mistake, by marrying as her Interest and (I think her heart dictate. "Think this over, very carefully, and let your better nature guide you. The letter's contents seemed to sear themselves Into poor Tom Carter's brain In words of Or. II tare tha paper into a score of fragments In his first outburst of Indignation. Then his ey fell once more upon the postscript Nellie Collins had written. And at once he saw the Impulse behind Mrs. Austin's cruel letter. Among them these smug relatives of Leila's were trying to make her forget him and to marry her to a richer man. He flung a few clothes Into a bat- - "It Isn't time to get dinner ready," said Leila, defiantly, as she glanced at the chimney shelf clock. "I'm " "I know it isn't." he returned, life- super-tntcmli-- mm "Your Brent " floor. hod boundless fnllh. "It's a gamble, dear." he told I.ella. "Put then, so Is everything in life. I know the region and know the mine. There's a lot of pay ore under those gray rorkw ami It'a only a question of time when sonuon will strike It. I'm going out there and be my own and manager combined. With the money I've laid by from my aalnrr I can keep the pay roll going. Any day we may strike the right vein. And when we do! Well, little sweetheart. Easy street will look like a slum compared with our quarters. I'm going to rechrlsten the mine. too. I'm A.' " going to call it the lxl!a' eyes danced. Already she was banning to huild air castlea aa the wife of a multi millionaire mine owner "It's only fair to tell you that It'll be hard sliding for a while, dear. Life o il there in the wilderness la 'in the roufTtt.' You'll have to do all your own work, and" "It will be ust like one long picnic'" she declared. "I ll love it." The weataard Journey was a de- llpht to them both. With a win. she set herself to learning her new duties as frontier housewife. It waa. as she had predicted, "one long picnic." Then. Imperceptibly day by day. week by week came a subtle change In both bride and groom. Tom's fiery enthusiasm for work was not proof agalnat months of discouragement at the mine. Leila, too. waa finding that "one long picnic" may in time hear a si range resemblance to "one long The tasks that had at nightmare." first seemed a Joke were now a dreary lil'il tear-staine- :;'-' '.- tC3- - SV--' - ':t' 7V"1 exclaimed Brent, clasping her hand gratefully. "I am " Hs checked himself, for Leila's light footfall sounded In tha hallway outside. After a few minutes of general talk, Mrs. Austin left the two young people alon together. Scarcely had sh gone from the room, when Leila turned Impetuously to Brent and said: "I'm so glad you came today. Because I want to ask a favor of you. I've been thinking It big favor! over for two or three days. You are a Wall street man. Do you suppose you could sell my shares In the 'Leila A' for $10,000? That's the favor I wanted to ask you. I'll give tha money to Tom and ho can put It in something that will earn a living for us." Halsey Brent was doing some extremely rapid thinking. He knew Tom Carter was an authority on mines whoso professional Judgment was highly prised. If Carter said there waa a fortun in th "Leila A" there was every reason to bellev It was true. "I'll try, of course," he said, doubtfully. "Let me make inquiries on th Street and call in a day or so to tell you tha result." When ha left tb Austin house after an unusually brief call Halsey Brent stopped at th nearest telegraph offlc and dispatched a telegram to an Oregon mln expert with whom ha had had business dealings from time to time. Two days later he received the following telegram from tha expert: "Made secret Inspection of 'Leila A' mine, pretending to b looking for Job as blast operator. Rich vein has Just been struck. From samples I secured. It promises to be biggest gold discovery of past ten years. You will make no mistake In paying anything up to $2,000,000 for It as It stands. Carter has left for New York." Carefully putting tb telegram In his Inner coat pocket. Brent set out for the Austin house. While he waited for Leila In the living room at the top of tha front staircase be pulled out bis checkbook from bis Inner pocket. The checkbook's corner stuck In tha lining of tb pocket. II pulled It out with so sharp a Jerk that three envelopes tumbled out with It Two of these fell on the table and he picked them up In nervous haste. The third a yellow enveloie fluttered unnoticed to tb floor beneath a table. Sitting at the table Brent Ailed In a check for $10.0'0 to th order of "Leila Austin Carter." He was blotting It as Leila herself came into the room. "Good "The stock you stole from us. Qlv it back! Olve It back, I say!" "But Leila, I " "Here is the telegram you dropped," she hurried on, "that, will save you the trouble of a falsehood. I know the whole vile trick. And I want back my stock." Her voice had risen as she reiterated her wrathful demands. Its sound "Yes, Dead Broke. We've Cone as Fsr ss We Can on the Cash Wo'vs Got!" prevented her from bearing a ring at the front door bell on the floor below and the opening and closing of tba door. "Take the check!" she Insisted. "And give me back my certificates!" Halaey Brent was known In Wall street as a man who never lost his head and who could not be staggered by any sudden emergency. "I'll g!sdly give you back the stock, little girl," be said, pleasantly, as he drew the sheaf of certificates from his pocket "But flrBt. you've got to earn thorn." "Earn them?' she echoed, per- plexed. "Yes. You muFt promlsp 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." news!" be balled her. "I've He drew near to her as he spoke. sold your stork!" Before the horrified girl could guess :-: "Good! Good;" abe exulted. "Thanks, his Intent, be had caught her In ii. a hundred times."' arms. He left her an hour later, th cer"Just on kiss, to seal the promise," tificates In his pocket a thrill of de- he begged, "and" light surging through him at thought t "Let me go! You brute! me of the easily acquired wealth that had go!" cried Leila, in vain to struggling Just com to blm. He stopped at a free herself. florist's and sent Leila a great armful "Not till I get th kiss!" laughed Of American P.eauty roses. Brent "Then The flowers wer delivered at the Austin bouse within a few minutes. herHis clasped arms fell from about Leila burled her face In their fragrant bsck shrinking body snd he reeled mass of petals, then handed them to blow under the thud of a smashing In the mouth. a servant to arrange in a vase. Tom Csrter, his tanned far distortThe servant carried the vascful of ed flowers into the living room and set andwith fury, had leaped into the room It on the table there. As h did so wife'swithout a word bad attacked bis Insulter. on of tha topheavy roses wss Jostled Leila screamed at sight of the out of place and fell to th floor. The man. But before sh could servant stooped to pick It up. His Intervene Carter and Brent wer on fell a balf ey yellow envelope, ' -- : . v'tv. In a death grapple. , bidden under one of th big carved : short-arBy a series of savagely-deal- t feet of th table. blows Tom at last drov bis fo 'Wo Blasted Our Way Into a Vein That la Bristling With High Quality Ore. Curiosity made him draw the message from the envelope. Before be before him toward th hallway door. Brent etrov in vain to hold bis own yon. Tom. Always. Whenever you tered suitcase, ran to tha mln to could read It Leila rare In. v-'i-V;'-- 1" rage-possess- 5- -t ,we r' close-locke- t send for ma." Four weeks later Tom Carter strode Into his cabin, shoulders erect, face aglow. Straight across to tba table he went, foun a scratchpad among some odds and ids. and sat down to writs to Leila. Ills hand fairly shook with Joyful excitement as ha began his final Instructions and swung glv aboard an eastbound trair three hours later. Tom Carter's guess as to th stat of affairs was amazingly near to th truth. Leila's homecoming had been as th return of a loved on who has narletter. rowly escaped a torturing death In "Sweetheart my own sweetheart." some accident Her parents and her be wrote. "Great news! Glorious friends bad showered her with attennews! Wonderful news! I haven't tions and had sought In a thousand written before because I vowed I'd wsya to make op to her for what she d wait till I could send good news. You've had too much of the other kind from me. "After you left for New York I called tho men together and bad a heart to heart Dutch unrla talk with them. I told them I hadn't a cent, but that t was enough of a mining expert to know there was gold aomewhere la tb 'Leila A.' If only wo could blast our way through to It. I asked them to take a chance with me for three months, without psy; promising them double wages for tb whole time. If w should strike gold. "They accepted, after a lot of persuasion. And for the past four weeks we ve worked as w never worked before. boor ago w "Today Just on blasted our way Into a vein that's fairly bristling with high quality or. It's a bonanza, sweetheart! The biggest strike of the decade. ' Itll be a matter of millions for as. There's no longer a shadow of doubt. It's tb real thing." Then, folding the letter, he lookedj about for an envelope. He could And none. His search brought him at last to the dresser. II did hot find the envelop he sought, but be found something eue. In the top drawer, among some clothing. Leila had left behind In ber tarried rrklng. b happened upoa a crumpled half sheet of psper th sl'ly postscript of Nellt Collins' letter the postscript that told of Haisy Brent's good fortune. Tota l or waa eaogbt by tha vara: bad undergone. On of Leila's first and most frequent callers, at her father s home, waa Halsey Hrent. Leila had never loved Halaey Brent Sh did not lov him now. And she was not even Inclined to flirt with him. put she found It mildly pleasant to b singled out for attention by this young Napoleon of flnaore for whom a score of girls were angling. Wherefore she allowed him to call whenever ho cared to which was Yery oftn. Mrs. Austin, more worldly wise than her daughter, was not minded to give people cause for gossip about Leila. 80 on day, when Hrent railed, she contrived to snatch a few words with him In prlvste. before Leila cam Into tbe living room. "Mr. Brent," she began abruptly, as sh greeted th caller. "You are coming ber rather frequently of late. As a man of th world you must understand that my daughter cannot afford to be put In a fals position la th eyes of or friends." "Mrs. Austin, I bave always loved your daititer. Yon know that. I lov ber n mw mora than ever. Don't mls'inders.fcnd me. I'v spoken no word of this to her. And I shall not until she Is and morally frea to listen to me." "Yo would bsv my approval and her father" replied Ve. Austin with effusive heartiness . will write todsy to Tom Carter and plead with him to set fre for her own eako." Thank you, tea thousand timet!" lrlly hr To account for his action th man banded her the dispatch, ssylng. "I Just picked this up from tinder the chair where Mr. Brent was sitting. He must 'a dropped It out of his pocket. It seems to be a telegram." Leila took the sheet of paper be proffered. Glancing Idly at It sh ssw tb words "'Leila A' mine." In another serond she was eagerly reading the report the mining expert bad to Prent. "He be knew there waa an enormous fortune In our mine!" sh murmured, dazedly. -- l knew It! And. knowing that be bas paid me the $10,000. He baa cheated me, as a counterfeiter Cheats a feeblamlnded farmer! Wore be bas robbed Tom! He bas made m rob Tern!" Snatching tip th telephone, she called Halsey Brent's office. A clerk answered that Brent had not yet returned. "Tell blm to com ber at once! The minut be gets to his office!" she ordered. "He must glv back Ihe stork lo tne! He shall glv It bs'k!" she told herself, fiercely. "And hn I II nerer let blm speak to me again. And Tom" her angry eyes softening. "Tom was right after all! Darling old Tom' Our dream Is coming tme our golden dream bis and mine!" It seemed to Il1a an snbelievaMy long tim before Halsey Brent" name wao announcedII mounted th - flight of hall stairs and with a te-nsmile hurried Into th living ronia where Leila awaited him. But at sight of the girl's set fare and flashing ey bis smile faded Into a look of puttied wonder. "What Is It?" be stammered. "What Is the tnstter? Yoa look 111. Are" "Her Is your tn4hotiandlol!ar check'" sb" interposed harshly. "Take It and glv me bark toy stock certif- icate" "The th stork certificate" faltered, domfoflnded. "But" "Th stork yoa swindled tne of!" she fared. k!r.g ear aelf-contro- be eit d husband's terrific onagainst lb slaught and to block or dodge the blows that were showered upon bis fare and body. But even In bis extremity Brents wily brain was at work. II remembered that th steep flight of stairs from the front ball ended almost at th living room door. fo. even as he waged th unequal battle against th stronger man. Brent contrived to back directly toward the door and thence out Into th urper hall clos pressed by the victories Tom. Once on th landing Brent rhan t his tactics. Wheeling be mar;' ., vered as fo bring Tom's bkkfn f stairway Just behind blm ffin, gathering all bis falling powers, he ceased to reireal and charged bin n tagnnisl. A single backwstd '" would now bring Tom's fet over , 1 edg of th flight Ieila, keeping as rlose to tn m ft the reeling bodies and falling would trmlt, ssw her husband's : den peril. "Tom'" sh" shrieked, sprln?'-- ? his sl1 "Iok out! Tb stairs Just bhlnd yoa." Carter beard. Instinctively, on tl very edge of the stalrtop. be sid stepped, eluding Brent's rush. But wss not so fortunate. sh rould spring aside the fu'l force of Brent forward flung body struck her. Lifted rlean off ber feet by th impart sh was hurled backward. Down the sleep stairs rolled the helpless whit figure, striking hevlv sgalnst th newel post at the bottom of the flight, and then lying strangely still In a huddled hesp on tha polished floor of th hallway. "Fhe atIs stunned!" muttered Brent, Incoherently. But Tom Carter knew better. It had looked on before bow. Kneeling b1d th pitifully Inert form and gating down into the lifeless face., b groaned la dull horror: "No. Sh is ded" l CEND Or fTTTH 8TOB.T.I '- s-- -- - dth |