The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-04-09
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D<SNh.N IhIAsL lODhI
After eight years of married
life,
MARK SABRE discovers that
he had cut himself off from hu-
man sympathy and appreciation.
His prosaic and snobbish wife.
MABEL, fails to understand his
poetic temperament. At the firm
of Fortune, East and Sabre, school
and church outfitters, Sabre is
undermined by jealousy and
partnership, once promised to
him is promised to an associate.
TWYNING. Suddenly one who
understands him returns to his
life. This is
MONA, an old sweetheart, now
the wife Of the dashing Lord
Tybar. Sabre learns that she Is
unhappy with Tybar and Mona
tells him that she chose wrong:
81 ought to have married you,
Narko." The breach between Ma
bel and Sabre widens. Then Sa-
bre learns that Twyning has be-
come u partner.
GO ON WITH THE STORY
III.
Sabre remained standing at his
desk. HH had tiny ball of paper in
his hand and he rolled 1t round be-
tween his finger and thumb, round
and round and round and round
In his mind was a recollection: "You
have struck your tents and are upon
the march"
He thought, This has been com
ing a long time :. It's my way Of
looking at things has done this. I'm
getting so I've got nowhere to turn
It's no good pretending l don't fee
this. [ feel it most frightfully .
1t was rottenly done. Behind my
back. Plotted against me, or they
wouldn't have sprung it on me like
that. This frightful feeling of being
alone in the place. More empty al
home E. And now there's this. Ant
I've got to 90 back to that YOU
have struck your tents and are upor
the march Yes. Yes. :"
He suddenly recollected Nona's let
ter. He took it from his pocket ant
opened it; and the second event was
dlschargng upon him.
She wrote from their town house
"Marko. take me away-Nona."
His emotions leapt to her with mos
terrible violence. He felt his hear
leap against his breast as though
engine of his tumult, it would burs
its bonds and to her. He struck it,
bonds and to her. He struck hi:
hand upon the desk. He said aloud
Yes! Yes!' He remembered hi,
words, IF you ever feel you cam
bear it, tell me.-Tell me-"
He began to write plans to her. II,
would come to London tomorrow
She should come to the station 4
.he could; II not, he would be a
the Great Western Hotel. She woult
telephone to him there and they coult
arrange to meet and discuss what they
should do . He would like to &,
away with her directly they met
but there We're certain things to Sc,
to. He wrote, But ] can only tax,
you-"
His pen stopped. Familiar words
He repeated them to himself, ant
their conclusion and their clrcum
stance appeared and stood, as with
sword, across the passage of hi.
thoughts. Put | can only lead yol
downwards. | cannot lead you up
wards .
AS with n sword
He sat back In his chair and gazeC
upon this armed intruder to give 1
battle.
The morning passed and the afte
noon while slil he sat, no more mov
ing than to sink lower in his seat NJ
the battle Joined and as he mos
dreadfuly suffered in its most dread
ful onsets. Towards five o'clock h,
put out his hand without moving hi,
position anu drew towards him the let
ter he had begun. The action wa
as that Of one utterly undone. II,
very slowly tore 1t across, and thcr
across again, and so into tinles
fragments til his fingers could n,
more fasten upon them. He droppe,
his arm away and opened his hand
and the white pieces fluttered in
little cloud to the floor.
Presently he drew himself up I,
the table and began to write. writinI
very slowly because his hand trem
bled 30. In half an hour ho blotte,
the few lines on the last sheet:
". So. simply what want I,
do is TO let our step-if we take it
be mine. not yours. We shall for
get absolutely that you ever wrote
It's rs though II had never bee,
written. On Tuesday I will writ
and ask you. Shall I come up I,
your" So II you say Yes the actiol
will have been entirely mine.
will start there. This hansn't han
pened. And during these days II
between. jJst think like anythinI
over what I've said. Honor can
have any degree. Mona. any NOR
than truth can have any degree
whatever else the world can quibbl
10 bits Il can't partition those; trutl
Is Just truth and honor is just honor
And marriage vow is pledge o
honor, and " one breaks Il one break
ones honor. never mind what the ex
cusc is. There's no conceivable wa,
OF arguing Gut OF that. That's wha
| shall ask you to do on Tuesda!
and I'm Just warning you so yo'
shall have time to think beforehand
He took his pen. when I ask you
whichever II is. shall bring the ligh
into darkness. unuterable darkness, :
NJ"
lie could hear the homeward move
ments about the office. IL was tim
60 go. He wheeled his bicycle TO tn