The weekly Iberian. (New Iberia, La.) 1894-1946, 1922-11-04
Sandy Lees Yellow
Streak
By MARTHA M. WILLIAMS
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o. Uy Mcclure NewHpaper syndicateD


going 10 ran!" Anne asked dispas-
sionately.
"Why ask me thatf" from young
Bernard in surprise.
"Dh, Because I've noticed colts ana
| calves and chickens and pigs act IN
as you've been doing this last hour
whenever there's a storm coming,
/ Anne flung back.
The youngSt"r he was little more
than a boy got very red. saying,
/ "Kenlly. ! hadn't noticed 1t myself.
! Lucky for you" from Anne imper-
\ tIrhably. You're the sole placid
4 spot
II don't in the least understand
/ Bernard broke in.
\ Anne chuckIcd "Of course you
I don't. You're the same as "A cyclone
/ I'm sure one of them never realizes
/ what II has been doing when i blows
/ itself out and decides to be good.
"Bmt-what have ! DONE" Bernard
| demanded aggrieyedly.
Anne began to check off. her finger
| First, you must dance TO your own
! ffddling and break my G string
"You shall have another" RON Per
nard
She nodded. "Of course-but
might need il before il comes-unless
you start for II straightway."
$50 the game iS--to get rid of me
| some way, any way" Bernard flung at
| her holly
She went on MS though he had not
spoken: "Then-you teased Fluff into
| scratching you righteously, but
me. the innocent bystander. upset the
| inkStand upon my brand new table
cover-and said bad words-many bad
words. simply because the curnte
came to call"
an say more, many more-if ever
again YOU try to cram that beast
down my throat-telling him | sang
SO well he must ask me TO Join the
choirt" from Bernard, now ut white
heat.
Bernard snatched Anne upright by
| the shoulders. looked deep into the
dancing eyes and Kissed: You had
better stop. | tell you | won't have
| this. | can stand rival-provided
only he's n man. But not something
made of putty and peppermint candy
| with sauce of psalm-singing. You
leave him out of our afiairs-unless
you want me to murder him"
whats this? What's all this?
Bornes. Anne's uncle called from the
| door. where he stood In riding clothes
Anne nodded assent, but said. shak-
ing her head 81 don't quite place the
things-w whether it's the mad scene
from Lucia or Madame Butterfly or
'Salome'-Constant. you know, has
them all at his finger tips"
"Oh, / see" the major began. smil-
ing wickedly. A long keen blast of a
stentorlan whistle made him start and
ed. thus signaling deadly danger at
the mine he had left in full swing half
an hour before.
Anne understOod-sO did Bernard.
Both rushed with the major to the
west porch whence they had vista
Of the colliery two miles away.
Through the glass they saw hurrying
figures-then over the phone came a
call: "Cave-in at No. Z drift-men
behind it-don't know yet how many"
But by the time the watchers
reached the plymouth a check-up had
| told the tale. Nine good fellows.
stout and hearty. family men most of
them. were behind the deadly barrier.
II could be dug and blasted through,
but not in time to save them--the fall
that rendered the workings In that
gallery safe. The major, his face set
as for battle. was issuing orders on
the long distance telephone, calling
help from every city within range, or
dering 1t regardless Of expense.
''Look how man faces things !"
Bernard admonished Anne-she was
white and stony with anguish--all
these mine folk were close to her
heart. II was through them the cur
ate had won his place in her regard
he was so naively Of them, heart and
soul, entering into their joys, their
sorrows. hopes. aspirations and bewil-
derments. To some among them he
was fool for his pains; to others a
playmate: to still others. harmless
Merry Andrew. but to the most part
comrade, heaven-sent, to show them
the better ways rather than tell OF
them.
Him. too, the whistle had called i'm.
peratively--but he had been hindered
apparently-the major was almost
through his relief-ordering before he
| appeared on the scene.
"What Is needed worst 2" he asked
| his voice shaking.
| "Air--which means life" the major
answered through set teeth he dared
not unclinch.