Reel Life (Sep 1914 - Mar 1915)

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REEL LIFE Nineteen "The Case of the Mc Winter Family." "ZUDORA 99 THE flames were sketching on the wall with their flickering, shadows as Mrs. McWinter sat iu^|u^^^|u^^^^|ui_^c_|i|i_|u_ju^^_^c ter sewing. Near the reading lamp back of her McWinter sat. As his wife turned, and spoke to him, he put down his paper with a surly growl and answered her curtly, and the look that came over her face was distressed and uncomprehending. Presently the little daughter kissed her father and mother goodnight and went to bed. It was the next evening that McWinters jealousy finally got the better of him and he determined to do something about the situation with which he found himself confronted. H e came home early, kissed his pretty wife and hugged his daughter, then left them and went upstairs to wash. By the time he was down again, their boarder had come home. This boarder was a young man, who was employed in McWinter 's chemical works, and it was at Mrs. McWinter 's suggestion that he had been allowed to come into their house as a paying guest. This first aroused the suspicions of the head of the house. As Mrs. McWinter said, when it was too late, "Oh, if I had only told him that Jim was my brother. We kept it secret, though, because we wanted Jim to get along on his own merits, and not on my husband's pull." Meanwhile, upstairs, McWinter was washing his hands as the new boarder came up the steps and into the house. Before going upstairs he went into the parlor, and when the husband and father came down from his ablutions he found the family boarder leaning over the table, looking at some pictures with an arm round wife and daughter. That was too much. McWinter resolved to do something, and began planning. Going to a hut near his factory, McWinter is soon busily engaged in fixing the catch so that it locks the door from outside and thus keeps anyone, who is inside when the Episode Six Reels Eleven and Twelve A Drama of Love and Adventure By Daniel Carson Goodman Zudora sees the Crowd Coming to Lynch Mrs. McWinter's Brother door closes, a prisoner till help comes. Over the door McWinter now builds a small j^iu^|u^ucj|u^iur-|Licjiu^ shelf which is held in the bottom of it a small piece of wood projects. This operates in such a way that when the door is pushed in the shelf is tilted back towards the wall, thus holding in place whatever may happen to be on it. However, when the door, after being opened, swings to again, and, in swinging back collides with the piece of wood which projects from the bottom of the shelf, the shelf itself, in turn, is tilted downwards and dumps on the stone floor whatever happens to have been on it. If whatever happens to have been on it were a glass bottle, McWinter concludes that the bottle would smash to bits. With this idea in his mind he goes back to his chemical works and from the laboratory, when the backs of the two chemists are turned, he takes a bottle from the white label of which in large red letters the one word "Poison" stares. We see him now carefully conceal this in the pocket of his corduroy shooting jacket, and hurry home. As he goes up the steps of his house he dalls Jiis pet hunting dog from the kennel and goes indoors for his gun. "I hate going hunting alone," McWinter says to his wife. "Do you suppose Jim would care to "Why not ask him?" Mrs. McWinter inquires. "He's upstairs getting ready to go out." McWinter did. Jim was willing, but for some unaccountable reason Mrs. McWinter shivered with apprehension as she watched them go down the steps and cross the fields together. Why it was she could not say then, but after Hassam Ali and John Storm, Overcome by the Acid Fumes, are Made Prisoners in Phe Hut wards she declared she knew that one of those two, she would never see return alive. And that proved to be the case. Meanwhile McWinter and Jim were crossing the field together in earnest conversation concerning the prospects {Concluded on Page Twenty-six)