Carrizozo outlook. [volume] (Carrizozo, N.M.) 1910-1945, 1920-05-21
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anu 1 guNt UTfNintu VI nhhh' ~
slipped TO his knees. took both her
hands In his and looked into her eyes
Ms though he could never take his I'LL
Of the snnlty that had come bnck 10
them.
andrea Peilor," he went on, "before
you have time TO think nbout II ! want
to tell you that you and I can never
feel shame ngnin. | want you to know
that no mnn. however mean or tar
nished by life, could do the intimate
things that | have done for you and
Will still have To do. without feeling
the pangs OF n love that IL rooted out
side the limits NJ passion"
lie dropped his eyes ms though be-
fore n confessional. until ! saw you
quite helpless. until | saw you pass to
the other side Of pnin. I didn't know
that I Ind n heart. I Ind n strange
conception Of love ms n thing TINT you
give generously to dogs. spnrlngly TO
men and never TO women except as n
last surrender TO the unknown"
lie paused Andrea smiled family.
"And nowf" she prompted.
Now" he answered. "Now I
know that n man must travel far be
yond the limits of everyday emotions
10 come up with love Itself. lie may
find content and drowsy happiness In
some woman possessed OF all the quail
ties that command affection. but love
Itself dwells far beyond at the cross
roads Of weakness and strength. And
50 your helplessness. carried to that
last degree, has wound itself around
my heart with a grip that will never
loosen"
Poor white Man !" said Andrea.
whether you want me-" he on
'nued gravely, "or mock me, whether
nre true or untrue. pure or impure
those things no longer matter,
) 70. ave Is nm integral possession. You
may leave me, put the width OF the
world between us. and the breath OF
your body will still be the breath Of
mlne, the surge OF your blood will be
tht surge OF mine; your sins will be
my sins. because your helpless self,
stripped OF NIL the clogs Of flesh. has
twlned Itself for always with the ilbers
u my heart"
81 you would give three pounds for
me-" murmured Andrea.
lie let go her hands and rose quickly
10 his feet. "You nre stronger than
| thought" he said. "No. I'll never give
n cent foi you. I'll wait I'LL you're
well and then I'll take you In free
fight and In my own way"
Hut Andrea did not hear him she
had sunk back lux into her pillows
Two tears crept from under her CLOSED
cyelids and down her hollow cheeks
I'm so weak" she whispered, "sC
weak I can't cry"
The white man cursed himself aloud
No one knew better thnn he that 4
II not won when the tide Of battl'
turns. and that he who sleeps on the
verge OF victory nwakes to defeat
lie settled down TO the long vigilnnc,
that was his price OF peace. The da,
and n night came and went before h
could draw the long. qulyering breatl
~ relief that marked the passing o
danger.
During the stnge Of convalescence h
read und talked 10 her by the hour
hut the time came when she wOul,
have no more OF the printed page. M
had spoken n passage here ana Their
from the book OF his WI life aud nov
she demanded the volume from rove
20 cover. lie told her Of his boyhoo'
la a New England country town. o
scrapes In school aud OF the disaste
In college that had turned him fron
,he narrow rond OF specialization In tn
Diseases NJ the nose and ear 10 tina
hrond highway which Is trod light.
aud nimlessly by stray dogs and cltI
zens of the world.
You would have mad a great ply
slcinn," said Andrea, almost regret
fully.
-Perhnps," he replied. III Tut
wouldn't have saved myself. ! woul
never have found myself. | woul
have been one NJ those unconsciou
mortals who spend their lives In
group picture. | would never hav
found out that there Is somethln
within me that utterly rebels agnins
al those lsms which aim az the co
lectlye classlhcati N OF animal ma
and whose goal Is the herd instead O
the Individual"
"But isn't that old stuhf7" aske
Andrea, ynwning for the first time |
uWrv davs.