San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-10-23
Prosperity Comes to Dane
and Nora Lee After
Years Of Waiting.
CHAPTER XVII

spring. Ihey were a year
married.
They stood now in the liv-
Ing room of Margaret's old
home; the sunlight glowed
on the fine old faded rugs ;
it enameled the petals of the
pink geraniums.
In the garden the gracious
acacia dropped its yellow
plumes. Dane said: 81 always loved
this place. 1t has an air about it."
Nora Lee answered wistfully: Like
fragrance" And she let her thoughts
wander through the past; through this
home of love and quiet-sacrifice and
beauty. Yes, fragrance as though
Margaret's spirit passed and distilled
perfumes.
He went on: "Td like to live here.
Why don't WEI"
I'VE can rent it for at least 500
now that it's so filled with convent
ences and hardwood floors and your
artistic touches. Should we pay that
much rent?"
LOOKING AHEAD.
He shrugged: "Wcll have more
each year. I've a feeling we'd be aw-
fully happy here. And it's big enough
to do US years" He paused, a deep,
merry twinkle flashing from his eyes
to his mouth. "Thc room upstairs
would be wonderful play ROOM"
She stiffened imperceptibly and in
a moment felt flutter of tears at
her throat. She said nothing, but she
thought with burning resentment !:
"Yes! The minute we have one cent
10 rub against another, the very first
minute we can be free to have the
least fun suppose you'd like TO see
me prisoner for another year,"
She said inconsequently: "It's far
out when we haven't a machine"
That's coming"
eve better not lose our heads and
spend everything! We've used up
$4,000 putting this place in order
CHILDREN AT PLAY.
sits the best investment we could
find. Nora Lee. Don't worry, gypsy,
we won't go crazy
She stole from him a moment later
and went softly up the steps TO An
drew's old room. How often on those
old happy Saturdays she had come
here with aprons Of flowers, filling
every vase and corner.
She glanced down the long shiny
floors to the latticed windows with
the vines climbing and climbing.
A beautiful play room! She laid her
forehead against the cold glass and
stared modify into the garden. Chill
dren in the next yard were playing.
She remembered the color that used
10 flush Margaret's face, hearing chill
drcn laugh.
Her hands trcmbled. She pressed
them tightly together, her thoughts
rushing on in confused Cleanliness.
Perhaps it would be better then to
take this house, make it a sanctuary
Of love? Fill it with children? Was
that the better, happier, surcr thing
10 do?
A hot, indignant voice within an
swcrcd: "Iou'rc only %. Hasn't
person right to live for a little
while? Oh. they have
ASKS YEAR OF JOY
Her whole, defiant eager young
heart turned longinsly to freedom, TO
brightness, to JOY. Just year of
this-why not-they'd pinched long
enough! TEoy were entitled to youth,
to sweetness. Only few, brief
years of this pelting, wild exubcr-
ance. Then they'd settle down.
He came in noiselessly md stood
behind her, seeking her hands "You
amt got no sense of humor. Norry
Lee! ! didn't say when it would be
a fine playroom, did T."
She kept her face averted. "But
you really meant it, Dane"
Come on. now-I didn't"
''Yes-underneath everything you
do mean it."
'Some time-yes-"
"We're only just getting on our