Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 244, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 February 1926 — Page 10

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SANDY

_ THE STORY SO FAR Sandy McNeil weds JW-n Murillo. foreigner with large wealth, to please her parents. She leaves the altar for a farewell meeting with Timmy, an olil sweetheart, in the garden of her home irf' Santa Barbara She tells Judith Moore, a San Francisco cousin, who finds her there, that she cannot go with Murillo. But she does go on the honeymoon. At Lake Tahoe she meets two Santa Barbara boy friends, who invite the coupe to a dinner dance. Murillo locks her in their room. Angered by (his and other indignities. Sandy flees to her home, and Murillo in a rage, follows her there and plans to take forceful possession of her. Sandy vows she will not return to him. She asks Judith to help her, tiO ON WITH THE STORY FROM lIF.RE CHAPTER 13 ' 5,—..... ANDY held spools of silk thread to the .light. “This la the shade, Mrs. March.” Mrs. March, a squatty little women who looked like a beetle and wore glasses on the end of her nose, came from behind the counter. She surveyed Sandy. A wave o£ color flew into Sandy's pale cheeks. AVhy was that woman staring at her? “My, you’re looking lovely, Mrs. Murillo. You do wear lavendor something beautiful!”

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Sandy laughed, caught a glimpse of herself lu the mirror with the big, droopy hat, the sport frock of orchid. She pushed the hair at her ears. Hes hinds were ffeezing; her neck on flee., Os course she looked lovely! Did aqy one need to stare at her and comment about It? She walked rapidly up the block. But she stopped whenever she caught her reflection in the stort windows. She glanced with a stealthy, agonized Intensity at these images, i An odd, hot dialogue went on ih her mind. “It’s not so! Os course it’s not!” “Oh! don't be such a fool! You know it’s so!” “But what will I do? God, what can I do?” “Face it! You'll face It.’’ “I’ll not face It! 1 won’t; I won’t!” She tore along as though sho would fly out of her own body. This Incredible thing, happening to her! No other people were cowed by Life. But she was so slim, so tall, so very

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breezy and do as you please! She was that gay, light hearted Sandy McNeil who snapped her fingers with an impudent laugh and dared anyone to high-hat her. Let Life shake its old gray fingers—she’d get by! And even now she tried to fling back her head. She said a hundred times a day. as though her scared, piteous denial was going to alter the fact: “No—lt’s not so. God—don’t let It be —It’s not!” • • * mT was evening, early in September. Clouds drifted like silver flowers across the mountain tops. They kept drifting and drifting, new' ones blooming as the first ones were *lost. All alongthey drifted, a music in the blue

HOOSIER BRIEFS

M— —IARION HIGH SCHOOL 1 viper is named Cactus bei__ cause it has so many fine points. Miss Mary Rhue is editor. Catherine Hellmlch, 10, of Greensburg broke her leg while learning to use roller skates. East Is East even at Franklin College. Hubert Cheng and Miss Ella S. P. Ling, Chinese students will wed Saturday. \ Normanda school children didn’t go to school. The teacher, Miss Anna McFarland was unable to attend, as a result of having a tooth pulled. Tipton is having a war on loose dogs. Untagged animals are being shot. Dan Cupid wreaked havoc at St. Wendel. Three couples married in one w'eek. Monroeville High School will be remodeled at a cost of 5100,000. Norris Llnkenhelt, 38, of Peru, has confessed, police say, to stealing a radio set. Miss Lucy Upson, 45, of Warsaw, has filed a petition for admission to the Kosciusko County bar. She Is the first woman to seek a bar license in the county.

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OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

weak, puny hearted thing! She deserved this. She thought in a fury of resentful stillness. "Don’t 6tamp your feet now; it won’t do any good! No good to scream; it’s true!" Every time she said "it's true” thing went clashing wild in her thoughts. Strike out her hands, beat

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“I’ve ceased to he your wife.” So declaring, Sandy accepts from MtTrillo the key to her room in the new house he has built for her. Sandy posed by Kathryn Ray, Murillo by M. DeJari, both of the Earl Carroll Vanities.

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If she had only brazened them to the end —If she’d only run away beforehand. She came back always to the deadly conclusion. “It’s too late now! You’re beat!" All last night she lay awake, defying this. She wasn't beat. She would leave anyway. She would fight the thing out alone —meet it by herself. TVhat good would that do? Run to the farthest end of the earth, bury herself In the remotest Island, it woudl still be his child —he would always be the father. She felt Murillo’s limp, moist hands on her shoulders, his lips pressed to her throat. Shame burned her scarlet —scarlet to the heart. Then she said, half weeping: “I won’t have it! I won’t!” She hated herself. She put her hands behind her, the touch of her own flesh abhorrent. No longer her own—she didn’t belong to herself. But she would! She'd kill herself—“Oh, 1 can’t go on liko this.” Her pulses thumped In a still alarm. Suppose she ran away now? Could she get a job? How long would she be able to work? Then could they come and bring her back? Days and days of this. One night she crept from bed, gliding softly that Alice mightn’t hear. She sat by the open window looking down at the grapevines. She felt desolate. The thing that had happened was vicious. The child was her enemy. It was his. She could never love it. Burning tears. Never lqve It! Not hers. His. She had to check the convulsive sob. It would never be his. Hers. Then she felt a stirring of pity. Pity that she was to bring it here—a little, helpless thing that would mean nothing to her, and she would never love it. Why should she care for it? It was forcing her back to him. She had to go back. She knew this now. Lying awake hour after hour, she faced her own angry defiance. She asked: "What else can I do?” And she saw herself rushing to the city, throwing herself on Judith’s hands. No—but what else? Walk the streets? Borrow —steal—die. Yes—she could die. But she didn’t want to die. She wanted to live—

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

EEB. 11, 1926

Yet now she looked from the window and wondered If It would hurt very much to go crashing down there on the. cement walk. • * I RILLO’H house was finished One morning Sandy's mother u__J closed the door In that precise, gentle way of hers. “Sandy, why are you so melon choly?" “Many things." “You shouldn’t be. Every on® has humored you. Other parents would not have Indulged you as wo have.’’ “Oh.” “The house your husband has so wonderfully furnished Is ready. For the sake of your mother and your family you can at loast make ono more effort. Won’t you do this for me, Sandy?” She sat very quiet, powerless to force her lips to assent. Murillo came. He said touchingly: “You have treated me very ill.” Sho looked at him with burning accusation: “Do you wish me to go to that house with you?” "The house was made ready for you.’ "Then I’ll go ori one condition—that you leave mo entirely alone. I have ceased to be your wife.” His face flushed with a white, angry light: “It suits me perfectly!” “If you break this promise I’ll leave. No power on earth will stop me.” * • • eE knocked one fist against his palm and laughed harshly. ‘‘You’ll find the doors open, my dear—wide open!” Alice helped her pack the suitcases. “What made you change, kid. Rather sudden, wasn’t It?” “No way out of it much that 1 could see. Family opens the door and tells me to beat It!” Sandy hid her face in an armful of silk. She laughed. Her shoulders shook. She laughed and laughed. In the middle of the afternoon she drove with Murillo to the white stone house. He led the way up a brOad staircase. He pushed open a door—a bedroom, filled with flowers. She found It hard to breathe. He said. "Yours, my dear. Shall I give you a key?” (To Be Continued.)