Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 298, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 April 1926 — Page 12

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SANDY

„ THK STORV SO FAIt SANDY MeNEIL, in love with life, marries BEN MURILLO, a teh Italian, to please her impoverished family. Tyranny by Murillo and frequent quarrels follow. A son dies at birth. 808 McNEI.L, her uncle, a.ids in plans for Sandy and her mother to take a trip to Honolulu. There she meets RAMON WORTH, who saves her life in the surf. On the same steamer home he declares his love. Murillo overtakes her as she Ifoes f OP a tryst with Ramon. He appears, unexpectedly, at a party she is •ivinsr for her friends. After the party tie strikes her. She leaves his house and accepts the kindly attentions of Ramon, whose home she shares. She then accepts a position in the city, spending occasional week-ends with Ramon at his home. She is summoned home because of her mother's illness. She meets Murillo and refuses (o live with him. A few days later she and Ramon meet. CO ON WITH THE STORY FROM HERE CHAPTER LXXI The rain blew slanting across the tree and the trees bowed. Then the wind swept about, sent the rain flying like a wraith down the road. Trees and the rain and wind made mournful, wailing sounds. Sandy shuddered. “Terrible —a storm like this is terrible." She thought: “It was like this —that night.” The night she ran down the path calling him back to her because the loneliness was hateful with that branch tapping on the pane and the pebbles hurled against 'the door. She drew herself down. “It's not the storm makes you unhappy, Sandy. In another mood you’d lovp it.” He leaned over and tried to see her face. “Not the storm, Sandy, but I, Isn’t this true?" She turned from him. gazing at the gray, misty downpour. “You blame me, Ramon, as though I started out tt> wreck your life." “No. But without you it is wrecked.” “You'd be better free of me. Far better.” % "Why do you say this? I’m satisfied to be bound.” He sat forward, both hands clinched on the steering wheel. He now said in a hoarse undertone: “Then did you mean it, Sandy? You'd be willing to send me away knowing that we might never see each other again?” She breathed 'laboriously half

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stifled. A presence alert hard sat within her mind and this presenced urged: “Yes —I’d be willing to have you go! Relief to have you go! What solution is there if you stay? I’m tired of it —tired of the whole burdensome affair. Say it! 'Say this!” But her lips refused to form a single syllable. “Would you be willing to send me away, Sandy, if we were not to meet again—ever!” “I’m only thinking of the present, Ramon. Os things as they are now. And I want it ended for now because there’s nothing else I can do. AVhen I see where it’s leading, I blame myself. I regret I ever met you.” He made a sharp, inarticulate sound, pressed his list against his mouth. She cowered, too miserable to cry; too mute even to put out her hand. He sat so quiet with his eyes cjosed, his fist against his mouth. After a long while he looked at her and smiled. “That’s your answer, Sandy? I see. Yes, I see it now.” * • * The rain danced on the radiator. It came in swift, heavy sheets. ‘Quite a night, isn’t it? .1 shouldn't have rqade you come with me.” ' ‘‘You didn’t make me come: I was glad to come.” “I’ll take you home now.” “Why do you talk in this solemn way, Ramon?” He shook his head. Then he tried to start the car. He tried again and again. Sandy watched his tense, hueless face. Its rigid smile smote like a wound on her distracted nerves. “Something wrong with the ignition. It won’t start.” He kept trying. "Se if I can crank her.”/ “Oh, don’t get out! You’ll get drenched.” He shrugged. "We can't stay here all night.' She laughed hysterically: “Once I stayed out all night because of an automobile. Raining then, too. No wonder I hate rain; oh, I loathe it! I’d like to get out and crawl under that hill. I’d like to run against this wind—put* my head down and run against it: keep running and runing past the pier ” Shall we do that together Sandy?" She flung her head back, suddenly cold and hard with resentment. She shut her eyes against that terrible, imploring smile. Then he was standing in the deluge. He stooped at the radiator. The rain dashed in his face; came buffeting against him. He cranked and cranked. He came back to her, took off his hat, letting the water pour from the rim. “I can’t get started. Must be water in the distributor.” “We're only a mile or so from home. W e can walk. You can send for the car.” If you’re not afraid to wait here—” “I don’t W’ant to wait here. I’d much rather walk—l feel like it. “You’ll get soaked.” “I'm tough; nothing hurts me.” • * * They started out. The gray, windswept night hooted like a thing in terror. The rain came swishing doiyn the road, dancing at their tieeis. They went along with their heads ducked like distraught shadows. Mystery enveloped them. “How queer even the rain seems. Who is he —who is this mafn”” Sandy thought, breathing in short, excited gasps. “I don't know him—” And he was so different with this blanched, set look from the careless, laughing fellow who had flushed her heart with expectance so long ago—so very long ago Not much more than a year—a year and a half.... but it seemed a lifetime. She lagged. , “Oh, was I walking too quickly? Here—please take my arm. You won’t mind that?” “Mind it! Oh, what is the matter with you, Ramon? You act like a madman. Mind it You must be crazy to let me go stumbling along. Help me! Damn it!” He swept his arm about her. She could have easily fainted—Just close her eyes and let go. She thought. “We’ll soon be home if we keep up this pace. He’s not going to talk. He won’t say any more. I'll be left in this suspense.” And she burst out, tremulous, seeming brazen yet ready to cry: “Why did you come? What good did you do by coming? Acting like a Sphinx. Throwing up the sponge because the world’s not made to order for you. Going into tantrums because you want the moon and can’t have it! Don’t you think I want lots of things I can’t get?. And I'll never get! I’in ten whole years younger than you! You came to torment me—to crucify me with fears about you. You call that love? I call it selfishness—l call it- cowardice!” He wheeled her about, holding her there in the darkness and downpour. He crossed his arms about her shoulder, brought his wet face near to ; hers. “That's not true, Sandy. It’s not true, Sandy, Darling. I don’t want to hurt you! I don't want to make you unhappy. I came tonight, because I was dirven with longingjust the longing to see you—to hear, perhaps, a single word—just a word thnf you cared—cared a little.” She kept her face down. The rain showered on her neck. It raced in chilly trickles down her back. Her feet sopped up and down in her soaking shoes. And she waa now crying. "Book at me, Sandy. Tell me if I

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can help It that I love you. I'm willing to go away—to leave you alone. Only let me hope—let me keep hoping. Can't you do that?" "It won’t do any good, Ramon — if you would only see this " “I don’t want to see it. Oh, I mustn't hold you here in the rain. I must take you home. And this is the last time we may meet for a long time, Sandy ... a long time.” . • • * Sandy reached the gate leading to the back garden. He followed her in. ‘‘Wait. Sandy;" he took her hands. They were icy. He kissed / them. "JL year ago, I followed you here. Do you remember? Sandy,

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you're not sorry for all that followed?" * “Don't make me worry for it, Ramon." “Will it make you sorry because I keep on loving?" The rain dripped from his hair to her face. He wiped it off and laughed. “Put your arms around me, Sandy. I'm goingaway. I'm not going to trouble you. Just put them around me. You don't mind if I hope—let me keep that ” He leaned down, his eyes dark and beseeching. She reached her hands to his neck. She kissed him. Her heart tightened. “Oh, be glad, Ramoij —can't you laugh any more?" “I can now'." His wet arms folded her to him. His w r et, cold cheek touched on hers. The rain swirled about them. Thpt was the way they parted. (To Be Continued.) RITES FQR EX-RESIDENT Henry L. Smith Once Was First Deputy Treasurer of County. Last rites were held a? 1:30 p. m. today for Henry L. Smith, 66, former Indianapolis resident, who died Tuesday at the Indiana Masonic Home, Franklin. Services were at the Ragsdale and Price funeral parlors, 1219 X. Alabama St., with burial in Crown Hill Cemetery. Mjk Smith, born here in IS6O, at one’ time was first deputy treasurer of Marion County and served as cjty councilman. Two daughters, Mrs. Howard C. Venn, Indianapolis and Mrs. Ethel Lewelyn, Louisville, Ky., survive.

SALESMAN SAM—By SWAN

BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES—Bs MARTIN

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS—By BLOSSER

Hoosier Briefs

A red kite, caught on a chimney and fluttering in the wind, caused an excitable Elwood resident to turn in Are alarm. Plans are being made to organize the Delaware County Cow Testing Association at Muncie, according to County Agricultural Agent M. E. Cromer. The organization will work for better conditions for the dairy industry, Cromer says. The passing of the town “sweat box” Jail was recalled by old Tipton residents when the lot on which the calaboose once stood was cut away to allow for street improvements. A band of gypsies, traveling in four large automobiles, paid an early spring visit to Seymour. They were chased out of town by police. “Jealousy,” commented men barbers in Evansville, in discussing the move by women beauty parlor owners to prohibit men from bobbing women's hair. A “w'orld tour” by Lester Hazlewood, 17, Lee Mumford, 15, and McDonald Hodge, 15, was halted by police at Muncie. Chief Lew' Lindemuth wired Hodge’s father for funds to return the runaways to their home in Louisville, Ky. Miss Margaret Cummins, who has a school in Jefferson Township, was

the only teacher reporting 100 per cent attendance in Wells County, according to Mrs. Clara Bums, county attendance officer at Bluffton. A “speed war" has been launched by Marion police following repeated .©quests by business men and residents to “stop speedway driving.” Miss Florence Davison, former Bluffton girl, Is engaged in missionary work in central Africa, according to a letter received from Miss Jennie Woodruff, who is a missionary on the east coast. . | PLAN ALLIED EXHIBIT Legion Invited to Participate In Art Contest. Members of the American Legion have been invited to participate In the first inter allied ait exhibition to lie held in France. July 23 to Sept. 6, it was announced by NStional Adjutant James F. Barton here today. The exhibition is open to all veterans of the former allies in the World War. The sole condition is that they must have been awarded the inter-allied medal. War widows and orphans now wards of the Government will be admitted upon proof of their status. The executive board of the exposition in requesting Legionnaires to participate in the exhibition declared: “In memory at the bonds of friendship contracted during the war, it is our cordial desire for the cooperation of our former American comrades-in-arms In this exposition.”

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