Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 254, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 February 1926 — Page 8

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THE STORY SO EAR Saindy McNeil, forced by her impoverished family into a loveless marriage with Ben Murillo, a rich Italian, sacrifices her love for Timmy, a childhood sweetheart. Murillo's tyranny and insolence cause her to write to Judith Moore, a San Francisco cousin, for help in escaping her marital bondage, but Judith is absent on a long vacation. A son is born, dying almost immediately. In unutterable loneliness. Sandy appeals to her Uncle Bob. who enables her to take a' Honolulu trip with her mother. There she meets Ramon Worth. and promises to drive with him the following night. (iO ON WITH THE STORY’ She became more and more agitated —breathless with it. Why must she do this? She never should have married him. It was a. mistake—a ghastly error. Why must her whole life he committeed to that one false move? She must never know the beauty of a great love —never know the dearness of a child.

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She must be willing to die —put her head on the block and smile — kneel there smiling. The whirl of her thoughts weakened her. She now stood on the beach, afire in every nerve. She looked out over the lighted waters. Tears were rushing to her eyes. Her mother —her own mother —would quietly push her back to it —to him. She would never go—never! She flung her head back; a madness hnd longing and overpowering ache filled her. She put up her hands, brushed away the tears. Her hand was caught swiftly in the brown, sinewy hand of Ramon Worth. “Are you contemplating suicide, girl?” # “Perhaps!” “Well, you act like it. I’ve been following you.”

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“No! You shouldn't do that.” “That’s my business .in life —doing what I shouldn't. A’ou had an appointment with me. You promised to drive.” Sandy glanced at the lazy, teasing mouth. His eyes were fixed intently on her. She felt their power They were brown, sunny eyes. She felt like laughing whne she looked into them. She felt glad—but tonight she kept her head averted. "I’m driving you to the Pali. Mrs. Sandy.” She laughed: "AH right—” She was excited and sat rather stiffly upright. , r; ri E drove up the long, IJ— 1 1 wide road. They parked. I 1 * I Dozens of machines were here and there about, just as thdy had often been on the beach at Santa Ba rbgra. Now they were at the summit. To their left, sheer and magnificent, towered the vast, mighty cliffs —the sublime, barren mountains. The moon was a. crescent —a jferfect, emerald crescent in a setting of luminous clouds. The light went down from these and floated on the distant water. Ramon AA’orth took Sandy’s hand. “Make yourself comfortable, dear.” “Don’t be so impudent.” ‘‘That's only my friendly way. What made you walk in sjuli a fever?” • “You imagined it." “But I'm not imagining these, am I?” He lowered his face until his eyes were directly oft hers. Then he raised his hand and wiped the tears. “I’m not imagining these, am I?” She felt the warmth in his sunny eyes and turned her head abruptly, afraid 'of her own desperation—the wildness in her thoughts. She could turn to him —to anyone. • * • CHAPTER 27 S' - “| ANDY looked down the precipice dropping darkly to the water. The Pali was a black poised in mid air. Far below were the lighted waters; far above the gaunt, stupendous cliffs towered sheerly to the flame touched sky. They were suspended in space, girded by the silence, the appalling beauty of the dark, abrupt mountains. imprisoned in the cheer, throbbing solitude.

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A tremor went along her nerves. She could step from the car—take a little jump. Her lips moved faintly —smiled, but she kept her eyes on the precipice. SJie thought nervously: “How much did he see? How much does lie guess? She was ashamed of the weakness that had made her cry; that had made her w-ish to sink back grateful for the kind, wfnningj look in his eyes. And she still wished to say to him: “I would rather kill myself than go home!” She wanted to tell someone of this outrage. She wanted to shout her defiance. She w r as sorry now she had taken su<*Ti a pose with him—sorry she had pretended to be sucii an arrogant, happy, breezy person. * * * rpn HE had liked Ramon AVorth w I from the moment of their J meeting six weeks ago. He had a sunny, careless way that won her, because it made him seem boyish and friendly like Timmy. He was much older than Timmy—perhaps a little past 30, and he had the charm born of wide, colorful experiences. He had been an avi ator in France, wandered over South Africa, sojourned In Alaska. lie talked of these things, sitting on the beach at her side, his arms wound about liis knees. AVlien he came, to an interesting point the sunny, brown eyes turned inquiring ly to hers. Finding her fascinated, he went on delightedly. She looked forward to these daily meetings. He lived in one of the cottages on the beach. He was an accountant and had been in Honolulu three months working on a special detail for a big sugar company. Every afternoon he was in the water. He was daring as a native. It thrilled her to see him come dash ing over the w-aves on the surfboard, his bronzed body poised and gleaming in the sun. Lately she had begun to wait for the moments when h would turn his winning eyes on hers. The moments were flushed with exultance. She felt like a girl again and she would put the thought of Murillo coldly away: she would tell herself defiantly: “I'm here.! And I’m not going back today or tomorrow!”

OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

eE spoke very little of women though it was evident he had charm for them. Once Sandy overheard a girl say: “Don't count on him. lie’s gone on that Murillo dame. Trust a married jane to pick off the winner every time!” She had been a bit flattered at this. She had seen his face light when she came down to the beach. She had laughed secretly when he hurried to her side. But her thoughts were bitter. Os what use was her beauty? How terrible her imperious demand for gladness! Her childish insistent longing for the miracle that would reopen the bright. *joyous way for her again. She clamored that the year of her marriage lie wiped away like figures of chalk from a blackboard. But she told him nothing of all this. He guessed considerably. Twice he had seen her glance swiftly at her mail, twist the envelopes and thrust them in h|r pocket. He had fancied a tight, frightened line about her mouths And once, speaking of love and marriage, the color had flared to her cheeks. She had laughed and tossed her head. But she never spoke of her husband. Her silence piqued him. Why was she here so long alone? ** . mONIGHT lie had strolled to the veranda in the hope of meeting her. He had seen her stop at the palm and fling.the shawl with such agitation across her shoulders. He was about to speak, but she went on so quickly, so obviously overwrought. She seemed desperate as she stdod on the beach, her head flung hack. For an instant he had been alarmed. He had half-wondered if she intended rushing into the water. But now she had her hands clasped. She said quietly. “I’d like to drive hack, please.” “Why such a beautiful night as this?” “My mother Is alone.” “Are you angry because I overtook you?” “No.” “I had an idea you -might have received unpleasant news. I thought, perhaps, I could do something.”

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She nodded. “Yes. I did get some ill news. But you can’t do anything —no one can.” Her lips trembled. He said swiftly. * “Why don't you tell me? It often helps to talk of things.” She gazed upward at the moon—such a gleaming, emerald moon. She said slowly: “No—not of such things as this—” He put his haid over hers: “Then I’m sorry. Sandy. I'm mighty sorry. You're awfully young to have —” She closed her eyes, interrupting swiftly: "Won't you please drive home?” lie said nothing until they reached the hotel. Then he took her arm and lowering his head to hers whispered: “Sandy—l have more than an idea —perhaps 1 could help you? I wish I could. I wish you'd let me.”. She shook her head. • * * "V" FTER lie left, she sat on Lie /\ veranda. The big chair was - hidden behind shrubs. It was so warm—such a mellow tenderness in the sweet breath of the night. But she was shaking as though it were cold. She thought of that distant cousin of hers —that Pilar Dominguez who had run through the grape vines a century ago to meet her lover. This brought Murillo's face again to her mind. Suddenly she wondered if Murillo wanted her? If lie would care if she asked him to free her. Perhaps he might he glad. She became excited imagining this. Free her! Why shouldn't he? AA’hat was the marriage to him? .And if she were free? She felt Ramon Worths’ hands covering hers. Brown sinewy hands —brown, sunny eyes. She felt his head lowered to hers and flushed. • • • DAY or two after this he was walking with -her down the u. avenue. They were caught in a shower. She pulled her sweater up quickly. Letters dropped from its pocket. He stopped to pick them up. brushing off-the water. They were unopened. They were’ the same lettersi she had received a week ago,

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the envelopes twisted. Murillo's name was written plainly in the corner. She knew that he saw this—that he remembered. Her breath caught painfully. lie pretended to notice nothing. But when they were sitting on the beach, he began to talk about the war. Hf saitj: “Isn't it singular the frenzy of sacrifice that can move a whole nation? Think of all tho fel lows who threw away their lives! I wonder how they'd feel If they could look down now and see that it was all for nothing?” “AVas it?” “Yes—-but sacrifice always is. No one is ever justified in throwing away his life or his happiness for another. It nullifies (he primary value.” “You mean that wo should he self ish always and think only of ourselves?” “I mean that you never benefit another when you hurt yourself. I mean that the first problem of each individual is himself—the highest duty- is to lie tho happiest, sanest.

I _ Ii'RGLARS made a clean I D I getaway at the City Laun- ' dry at Alexandria. Nothing was taken. Edward AVillikie, formerly of Elwood. will go to Germany to manage an evaporated milk plant for a Chicago company. Smith Martin of Marion is going big over the radio at Kansas City now.. lie sings and plays tho ukelele. Hundreds of men are flocking to Auburn, seeking employment in the Auburn Automobile Company’. Presdient E. L. Cord announces they're out of luck. Auburn men will be given preference. Elkhart employes of the New York Central Railroad gave a banquet for A. AV. Davis, 70, supervisor of buildings for the railroad, who retired after fifty-two years of service.

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

gayest person you know how to he. If everyone in the world ax-oepted (his as his hounden duty tlilnfc what a magnificent miiih total of (beauty and Joy this little old earth* would be! “But suppose my happiness meant another's pain?” “It needn't! What right ha# Another to act the parasite? AVhy should any one with the youth rippling In his veins tie forced to ehove his own interest to the background? Only a. thief would ask It —and only a weakling would pernrit the theft.” He looked up suddenly, his eyes challenging tier: “AYhat I say is tho truth, Sandy. And you know It, don't you?” She looked Imck at him. tingling from head to foot. She answered. “Yes!” As she came Into the lobby late in tli afternoon, Mrs. McNeil we a waiting. Her placid face was struck with annoyance. She said' “Sandy—how Is this? Why didn’t you tell me?” She put a. telegram in Sandy's hands. It was from Murillo. (To He Continued)

HOOSIER BRIEFS

A TNETO W N basket hall I yy I team has had to cancel Its L J games because the whole team is suffering from had colds | Hartford City council has voted to let stand its remonstrance against the jietltion of the Pennsylvania, Railroad, asking permission so close h street to make why for conatruction of anew depot. Board of county commissioners at Warsaw has adopted resolutions to pave two highways next spring at ft cost of $26,000. George Shearer, 89. ew railroader at Peru, who played a hoax #ulclde on Airs. Made Nearon after she repulsed his attentions, was fined $25 after being jailed. Sink Scrapers Sink scrapers of ruhher. with wooden handles, elmllnate much unpleasant work In cleaning the alnk.

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