South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1918-12-15

Perfectly sure. I returned, and
I am so sorry TO have made you so
much trouble"
Don't say that" he returned a
trife sharply. 1T is so meaning
less. Tell me, do you wish me TO
remain with you, or would you
rather be alone for awhiIe2"
Madgc and DiclSy Face IL Together.
When 1 married Dicky 1 did not
think the time would ever come
when / would look him in the face
and tell him a deliberate falsehood.
But at his question, do you wish me
rather be alone for awhile?" 1 an
swered quickly "Oh. 1 could not let
you go. Dicky!" when all the time
IL seemed 20 me I could not bear
any human presence near me until
I had tyne TO realize the awful It'd
ings Of Jack Bickett's death.
But the look on my husbands
face, when I had awakened from
the swoon which the news that my
brother-cousin was reported killed
had caused. had warned me that on
my own actions at this crisis might
depend the future happiness of
Dicky and me. Always insanely
jealous Of Jack Beckett living, / was
afraid that he believed me 10 be i'm
love with my brother cousin, a be-
lief that would, of course, be foster
ed by my fainting at the news of his
death. I must do nothing which
would In any way strengthen that
belief. SO I uttered the untruth
bravely and plausibly. Across Dicky's
face shot a look of relief. He put
out his hand and clasped mine, and
said softly.
TRY to sleep a little, can you
not?"
Not yet. Dicky,' I returned. II
am feeling much better. however.
OF course, the shock was terrible at
first. for. as YOU know. Jack was the
only brother I ever knew. But /
am all right now. and L want you
10 tell me how you learned the
news"
Mrs. Stewart telephoned 10 me-"
he said. 1T seems your cousin gave
her as the next TO kin" TO be mott
fed IN case Of his death, and she
received the notice this morning.
There was nothing but the usual
official notification"
j caught my breath, sitting; the
moan that rose 10 my lips Some
where In France lay buried the ten
derest heat. the manifest man God
ever put into the world. And 7 had
sent him 20 his death! Despite the
comforting assurance Jack had
written me just before his departure
for France that his discovery of my
marriage, with the consequent blast
ing of the hope he had cherished
for years had not been the cause Of
his sailing. I knew he would never
have left me if had not been mar
ried.
"Cry II All out"
think Dicky must have read my
thoughts in my face, for after a mo-
ment he said gently. yet with a
tenseness which told me he was put
ting a rigid control over his face:
You must not blame yourself so
harshly Your cousin would prob
ably have gone TO the war even if
circumstances had been different"
There was that in Dicky's voice
and eyes which told me that he. too.
was suffering. I gathered my
strength together. made a supreme
effort 20 put the sorrow and re
morse I felt behind me until 1
could be alone. L knew that I must
survive az once to eradicate the
false impression my husband had
gained as a result of my reception
Of the news Of my brother-cousin's
death.
So I forced my lips to words
which while not utterly false. yet
did not ut all reveal the truth Of
what I was feeling
II know that Dicky." 7 returned.
and I tried to hold my voice 10 a
/ conversational tone He went with
HIS dearest friend. Frenchman.
YOU know. I had nothing TO do with
+ his going. II isn't that which makes
me feel as I do. Tt is because his
death brings back my mothers SO
plainly. He was always so good TO
.
"Dicky bent his face so quickly 10
mine that 1 could not catch his eN-
. preston. He kissed me tenderly.
and. kneeling down by the side of
the bed. gathered my head up
against his shoulder
cry IL an out if you want to-.
/ sweetheart" he said, and 1 fancied
f the tension was gone from his
voice. 'It viii do YOU good"
+ So "cry 10 out" 7 did against the
+ blessed shelter of my husbands
shoulder And the tears seemed 10
wash away an the shock OF the
news had heard. all the bitter NOR
bid remorse / had felt all the secret
wonder as 90 whether 7 might have
lover and married my brother-cousin
liz Dicky had not come into my life
+ There was left only sane. sisterly
+ sorrow for q beloved brothers. death.
and tremendous surge of love for
my husband. and gratitude for his
. tenderness
The Thought That Came.
When the flood OF blessed. reliev-
ire tears was M last over I raised
my face Co Dicky's. put my arms