Newspaper Page Text
A&?0(Y)en 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 S^Tagner's WjJFa Pork and Beans Beans are as beefsteak to the toiler— But they tasteso good that they deserve to be regarded by everybody as a delicacy. What you ought to find out is vrhote Q\ beans are the easiest for you to digest. VI This is vitally important, seeing that ws nutrition only from digested food. \ Wagner's jMW-Jk (No. J, Luncheon T)F\|*VC 0 Throm II'SM ; No. 2 t Family iffir mw '''' dtflCw* ' 3 ' FullDinnmr ■ Look for thm blue-band label. HjV MARTIN WAGNER CO., Baltimore, Mi HARRISBURG WOMEN FINDS QUICK RELIEF FROM STOMACH AILMENTS Mary Af,eP ken" May ®s Wo™derfuf°Stom ltemcdy ach Remedy. The first dose of this remarkable remedy convinces—no Mary Wheeler, of 706 Green street, long treatment. Harrisburg, Pa., for a long time waa It clears the digestive tract n t a victim of stomach disorders. She mucoid accretions and removes ml, tried many treatments and found onous matter. It brines swift reilni nothing that could help her. to sufferers from ailments of the At last she came upon Mayr's Won- stomach, liver and bowels AL derful Stomach Remedy and quickly clare it has saved them' from dan" found herself on the way to health, gerous operations and many are sure She wrote: it has saved their lives "I received your wonderful stomach We want ail people who have remedy I took It and It acted Just as chronic stomach trouble or constina you said it would. I had suffered tlon, no matter of how lone standing with my stomach for nearly a year to try one dose of Mayr's Won^rfnl" and doctored all the time. The first Stomuch Remedy—one dose will con dose of your treatment gave me re- vince you. This is the mcdl L Uef. I feel like new I had awful many of our people have been taking distress after eating and suffered from with surprising results The mnVt bloating and gas, but now I feel fine, thorough system cleanser ever sold am gaining in weight and can eat Mayr's Wonderful Stomach Remedv la anything. now sold here by Gorgas' Drue Store This Is a typical letter from the and druggists everywhere.—A<fv '"DO YOUR OWN~PPING-| "Onyx" Hosiery S I Give# the BEST VALUE for Your Money Emy Kiwi from Cattoa to Silk, Fer Hen, Women aa4 Clilfrta Any Color and Style From 25c to $5.00 per pair look for the Trade Mark! Sold by All Good Deibm. I Wholesale Lord & TayloT NIWYORK I liT YeaTl C Don't start off the first thing this Fall with a repetition of your J m coal troubles of former years. Keep your peace of mind and Insure % & body comfort by using Judgment 1 your coal buying. Montgomery t # cial costs no more than Inferior grades, and Insures maximum heat. \ J even consumption, and lower coal bills. Dust and dirt 1* removed w ( # fore you get your coal from g I J. B. MONTGOMERY ) Phones Third and Chestnut Streets \ TUESDAY EVENING, 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 RURAL CARRIER RESIGNS Special to The Telegraph Dlllsburg, Pa., Nov. 17.—Henry B. Smith, who had been rural mail car ried of route No. 5 from the Dills burg Post Office since the institution of the route, has resigned on account of ill health. . Mr. Smith is a Civil War veteran. His substitute, Robert Smith, is In charge of the route until an appointment Is made. HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH 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. CliUB ENTERTAINED Special to The Telegraph Middleburg, Pa., Nov. 17.—Mon day evening the Home Study Club was entertained at the Eagle Hotel by Mtb. Anna Kreeger. Mrs. George Hassinger gave a very interesting talk on "Three Famous German Univer sity Towns" and Mrs. James Magee read an Instructive paper on "German Literature." "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.] FOR GOOD GRIDDLE CAKES USE B and G's Solf-ralsing Buckwheat Flour, Pancake Hour or MulT-O Corn Flour. NONE BETTER FOR SALE BY ALL GROCERS Blank & Gottshall MANUFACTURERS SUNBURY, PA. Try Telegraph Want Ads. NOVEMBER 17,1914. 111P$T0M (Sir T.D | For Infants and Children. II CASTQRII Mothers Know Tha Genuine Castoria lull I ALCOHOL 3 PEK CENT. ! « HI! A\fege(aWePreparaltonforAs- A IwPTTQ # ||s*2g similating ihc Rjodandßefiula illWdyO / • Lftjj ||l;! tingUtc Stomadis andßowisof t, I (SI |\|€ Bears tho AW EiSjll Promotes iMlillll I; ness and Rest.Contalns neither Xf\ *\ IT P«o i Opiinu.Morphioe norMiiieral nf /. \\, ir HI Not Narcotic, j UA ILUa gP|||i!j | BlcipetfOMDzSAMEnJttlUini | BfErt JtxhlleSdtl- I ■ ■i s=,>. Ift .Tv In ntilr Aperfect Remedy for Consflpa-: f\T ill» IInH HHI :i tlon. Sour Storoach.Dtarrtnca: I M ty www 4 Worms,Coiwu!sions,reverisu- I li^ 111 l ness and Loss OF Sleep. 1 m Lav ||y am ■Ull; tacSinule signature of \J lUI UVUI HH!I xi ■ . if Ml -s-j- Thirty Years i^pCfISTOBIA Exact Copy of Wrapper. oIHTAU „ oom „ My , „ w yo „ crT¥ . THIN FOR YEARS-"GAINS 22 POUNDS 1N23 DAYS" Remarkable Experience of F. Gagnon. Builds Up Weight Wonderfully "I. was all run down to the very bot tom," writes F. Gagnon. "1 had to quit work, I was so weak. Now, thanks to Sargol I look like a new man. I gained 2a pounds in 23 days." "Sargol has put 10 pounds on me in 14 days," states W. D. Roberts. "It has made me sleep well, enjoy what I ate and enabled me to work with interest and pleasure." "I weighed 132 pounds when I com menced taking Sargol. After taking: 20 days I weighed 114 pounds. Sargol is the most wonderful preparation for flesh building I have ever seen," de clares D. Martin, and J. Meier adds: "For the past twenty years I have taken medicine every day for indiges tion and got thinner every year. I took Sargol for forty days and feel bet ter than 1 have felt in twenty years. My weight has increased from 150 to 170 pounds." When hundreds of men and women— and there are hundreds, with more com ing every day—living in every nook and corner of this broad land, voluntarily testify to weight increases ranging all the way from 10 to 35 pounds, given them by Sargol. you must admit, Mr. and Mrs. and Miss Thin Header, that there must be something in this Sargol I method of flesh building after all. Hadn't you better look into it, just as thousands of others have done? Many thin folks say: "I'd give most anything to put on a little extra weight, but when someone suggests a way they ex claim. "Not a chance. Nothing will make me plump. I'm built to stay ihin." Until you have tried Sargol you do not and cannot know <llßl this is true. Sargol lias put pounds of healthy "stay there" fle3h on hundreds who doubted and in spite of their doubts. You don't have to believe in Sargol to grow plump from its use. You just take it and watch weight pile up, hollows vanish and your figure round out to pleasing and normal proportions. You weigh yourself when you begin and again when you finish and you let the scales tell the story. Sargol is a tiny concentrated tablet: Yon take one with every meal. It mixes with the food you eat for the purpose of separating all of its flesh produc ing ingredients. It prepares these fat making elements in an easily assimi lated form, which the blood can readily absorb and carry all over your body. Plump well-developed persons don't need Sargol to produce this result. Their assimilative machinery performs its functions without aid. But thin folks' assimilative organs do not. This fatty portion of their food now goes to waste through their bodies like un burned coal through an open grate. A few days' test of Sargol in your case will surely prove whether or not this Is true of you. Isn't It worth trying? _ • Absolutely No Pain M * latMt improved appli anoes, including an oxygen- » g? ■HWijpSRf/ extracting and all den- ".O # _^r tal work positively k\^ -MnTjjTK painless and Is per- \7 A v fecUy harndess. EXAMINATION / > teeth . .?$5.00 I I pppp x a W x Bol< ' fillings SI.OO *VVj Fillings in alive* I r x a\ X """T cement 60c. X «\\T T X Gold Crowns and Registered x V\T X Bridge Work, $3, $4, «Q. X aA V™ x 22-K Gold Grown ... .$5.00 Graduate S Oflioe open dally S.BO a. X / lX m. to • p. m.) Mon., Wed. Assist* l " l * \7 and Sat. Till 0 p. m.; Sundays, X \ X 10 a. m. to Ip. m, I ▼" Ben Phone 8322R if • S EASY TEKMB OF XxVV X PAYMENTS AMNMi Market Street 4|^ifr KOrer the Hub) Harrlaburg, Pa* « Miat Hut •an P AIITinM I Whon Coming to My Off 100 Bo j UIIU I lUn . Suro You Aro In tho Right Plaoo. Try Telegraph Want Ads. Plump, well-developed men and women attrnct attention at the beach as well as in the city. If you want a beautiful and well rounded figure of symmetrical propor tions. if you want to gain some solid pounds of healthy stay there flesh, if you want to increase your weight, go straight to your druggist to-day and get a package of Sargol and use it as directed. Sargol will either increase your weight or it won't and the only way to know is to try it. A single pack age of Sargol easily enables you to make this test. Sixty days' use of Sar gol according to directions is absolute ly guaranteed to Increase your weight to a satisfactory degree or your drug gist will refund all the money you have paid him for it. Sargol is sold by leading druggists everywhere and in Harrisburg by G. A. Gorgas.—Adv.