Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 256, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 February 1926 — Page 8

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WHAT HAS HAPPENKD TO THE STORY SO FAR Sandy McNeil, forced by her Impoverished family trio a loveless marriage with Ben Murillo, a rich Italian, sacrifices her love for Timmy, a childhood sweetheart. Murillo's tyranny and insolence cause hot 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 Boh. who enables her to take a Honolulu trip with her mother. There she meets Ramon Worth and drives and dances with him. Leaving Murillo's letters to her unopened, site finally receives a cablegram from him, asking why she has not returned. tiO ON WITH THF STORY FROM ITKRK CHAPTER 29 SHE night was drenched with stars. A dreamy languor ex- - haled from all the flowers. Sandy wore a big. drooping hat of jade color. It made the red hair gleam softly, brought a faint glow over her pale features. She walked slowly through the hotel gardens, loitering toward the beach. She was in an expectant mood.

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slavish, living with a man; accepting support from him when she didn’t love him. But this resentment was now vanishing. If lie-thought this of her he would have to change his opinion. She stood on the beach, watching the swimmers, wondering where Worth might be. She looked far out to where the moon shower wavered on the water. On nights like this she and Timmy had stood on the long pier. How sweet it had been to close her eyes, waiting for his kiss. It made her piercingly, lonely to recall those young, happy hours. Tonight the memory taunted her. The air was so warm and still: the night all spattered with the stars. Long bj/fore she turned, she knew it was R'amon’s step. He saw, at once, that her pique was over. He said, laughing: “Are you going in the water?” “No—l’m Just out for a stroll.” “In search of me, Sandy?” “I can’t say as I’m angry at having found you.” “I saw you from my door. I wouldn't have kept you waiting, blit l went back to get this out of my trunk.” He showed a little package wrapped in newspajfer. “They match your hat. 1 thought of them the first time you wore it. Aren’t they exquisite? I picked them up in China and have been casting about ever since for the proper setting for them.” • * • mT YYAS a. string of jade, the beads of a shimmering, watergreen, most delicately carved. Sandy ran them through her fingers lovingly. “Put them on—they’ll go over the hat.” She laughed, tried them and took them off again, handing them back. “They are beautiful." “Why don't you keep them, then?” “Oh, did you mean them for me? Very nice in you, my dear! It's not being done, is it?” “I should say not. Did you ever see a string like them? Won’t you take them, Sandy?” “Os course not! Why should I?” “Why shouldn’t you? I give them because I consider them lovely and

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by Elenore Meherin, AUTHOR OF “CHICKIE”

they would look beautiful on you. I thought you were a law unto yourself. YVhy do yo refuse because of a silly convention.” She shrugged! He insisted: "They’re offered in the merest friendship.” “I accept the friendship but return the beads.” tie looped them slowly—frowned. He said, baffled: “I wanted you to have them. I’ll offer them three times and you'll take them aa Caesar did the crown.” “No, I won’t take them because I hate to be given favors. I can’t, bear to feel grateful to any one—even a very dear friend.” “Could you bear to go for a drive with me?” She laughed: “Certainly—because you're the one to he grateful for that!” * • * eE was in the highest spirits —delighted that, her resentment had cooled. He missed her these two days. When she refused his invitations he became angry and glum. He meant, of course, merely to have a fascinating flirtation with this tall, lovely girl. She would go home and he would forget about her. They would have a gay week or two—nothing more. So he talked very happily. He was full of flattering attentions. He chuckled mirthfully at Sandy's frank audacities. He liked to hear her air her views on men and women, marriage—wives of yesterday—wives of tomorrow. Sandy entered into it with her old feeling of gypsy exultance. Do as she pleased! She was one horn for joy and for love. And this was but sparkle—-dew on a flower —song notes from a bird. Now and then a fear,shot through her. She would stop abruptly, whispering: "What am I doing?" She was inwardly aware that this affair was not like the affairs with T'mmy and Helnle or any of the boys of her school set. There was depth and power to Ramon Worth—- • • • O' -- ~l NCE when they were walking through the gardens. Sandy i.. J stopped* raised her arm, pointing to the clouds... .luminous,

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blood-red, floating over the mountain tops. She looked up to his face, lowered the merest bit to hers: "Ramon—did you ever see anything so wondrous?” He didn’t look. He never moved his eyes from hers. His hands went to her shoulders, clasping them. "Y r es! You! You’re the most beautiful and haunting thing I've ever seen.” She st pod breathless, expectant. Waves —magnetic, flowing waVes flashed up about her. She flung her head back with a swift'intake of breath: Murmured: "Oh, Ramon!” and rushed on—burning. Reaching home, she reniemhered his face lowered to hers. She longed for the kiss she hadn't taken. She lay awake thinking of him. She thought of Judith’s words about love love that swept two beings together in a flood of music and color. She saw herself caught In It. Her blood raced. Love like that! How glorious—how beautiful! She had a right to such a love. All the high hearted joyousness of her nature was proof of this. Was she to he forever denied because of Ben Murillo? „ She became bumlngly excited arguing these rights with \er conscience. The love she had missed now seemed priceless beyond all estimate. She dreamed about It as though she were single—as though all this dearness and beauty would soon be hers. She turned from the thought of Murillo In a cold frenzy. She thought:" He even killed the child! He had no claim to her. She would he free of him. She would settle the matter definitely the moment she returned. She would ask him quietly to release her. She would go to the city and get a Job —begin all life anew. And she was wise. She was only taking a stray sun beam here. Ramon knew It was but an episode, just as she did. Her feeling sometimes belled these careless murmurs. She was exuberant In his company*—depressed and fearful If he failed to Join her on the beach.

OUR BOARDING ITOUSE—By AHERN

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r INE evening he didn't coma. Ij I He was out In the water, L__| riding on the surf board. Bha went with a crowd out to the raft. They started to swim back. The water looked so calm. Sandy struck out beyond them. Shg. was a strong and fearless swimmer, moving through the water easily as a mermaid. She dreamed as #h glided. Soon she must be going home—soon those long, troplo days would be over. Grim things confronted her. She swam slowly, growing a little weary. Her arm seemed heavy. This heaviness Increased. She thought Irritably: “I'm tired. Why did I come so far?” It been mo an effort to take a stroke. She turned toward the raft. She couldn’t see It. nor did she any longer hear the voices. For the first time In her life she became frightened In the water. She began to brenthe quickly forcing her strokes. They didn’t respond. She was almost gasping. Suddenly she remembered tales of sharks —how they rolled over, came at one with their hideous silts of mouths open, snap off an arm or a leg. She grew rigid, almost unable to keep afloat. IJer arm dropped like a piece of Iron on the wafer. She thought with a sickening tenor: "I'm done— I’m drowning!" Unconsciously she raissd her arm —screamed. The water washed over her face. As the strength left her body, her mind became wildly alert. It whispered: “Float—you can float! Take a stroke." She couldn’t do It—oouMn't move— A swish through the water. A hand gripped her arm. She went streaming along—exalted—in a vision. She know who hod come. She lay perfectly still. She felt a radiant gladness os though the sun were showering on her and she were floating over a sea of flowers. He carried her In the crook of one arm, swimming on his hack. Lifting her now. She was In hl.< arms. She opened her eyes. Ills face, Intent, very white, pouring on hers a mad ness of longing. "Sandy—Oh Qod—my darling!” (To Be Continued.)