San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-26

too = she would be left
alone; here in this house,
utterly alone.
She held to Margaret's
hand, assuring herself in childish
way: "No! She isn't dying-she
wouldn't die" Yet she had feeling
that her mother and Andrew had
stolen away. Andrew was far out
there calling. Margaret was hearing
the distant voice. That's why she lay
so quiet This sublime and tragic
love of theirs had flouted the laws of
Garth. Now it was flouting the laws
Of death.
And Nora Lee, sitting at her moth
er's bed, remembered Andrews eyes
when she said to him: "She is look
ing from the window. l.. think her
heart is breaking" How slowly he
turned-then the long smile as their
glances meta great beam of light
flashing from soul to soul
IMAGE APPEARS.
This image of Andrew was so vivid
she sat upright, glancing with a
fearful swiftness to the door - half
awaiting his light, springy step; half
expecting to meet his brown, eager
eyes with that old gallant kindness
shining in their depths.
But Andrew was dead. She had
gone in and kissed his cold, smiling
face. She had touched the gray hair
at his temples, whispering: "You
dear, dear Andrew" and waved her
hand as she left the room as though
Andrew would take a comfort from
that
She began to cry. 1t was then,
just as the morning light was break
ing that Margaret opened her eyes,
saying in startled hush: "Nora
Lee! Why are you here?"
"0h, mother"
Margaret stared incredulous horror
was born slowly and with fright
full anguish in those frightened eyes
Her lips strained. She turned with a
pathetic, despairing gesture and hid
her face against the pillow.
She lay SO long unstirring that
Nora Lee leaned over her, touching
m a soft frenzy, her hands, her lips:
Speak to me, mother! Two days
you haven't moved"
1.-TWO days? Was it two da.s ago?
open the window, Nora Lei find
t hard to breathe"
"The window is open. Oh mother,
'ou won't lie so quiet, please-l
lon't know what to do"
Margaret smiled. Her hand strayed
llong the cover: Foolish child-Tm
,nly ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS"
LONG DAYS OF TRIAL.
She was lifeless again. Through |
he days that followed, Nora Lee had |
o meet again and again that look of |
lawning horror; that terrible agony |
# loss that with each awakening |
'roke fresh and new on Margaret's |
Ieart.
She said: Andrew is dead? You
ire sure? You said that you went |
Jack and kissed his face. Ali re-
nember-it was cold"
But sometimes Margaret looked |
o the window, light of recognition
n her eyes, then a smile, deep-toned
IS an organ note curved her full,
erfect lips.
Nora Lee said: what are you see
ng, mothcr?"
us Andrew in the garden? Was
hat he who lookedT
"Oh no-he isn't there"
"What day is this?"
Friday"
"He will come tomorrow. Are
here flowers? Have flowers in the
This went with knifclike terror to
he young girls heart. That awful
mile on Margarct's white, tragic
worse than death would
e thing like this
She said TO young Dane Herrick
u the nights he came to cit with
turned to him with a PAS.
ion of terror: Il don't know what
0 do, or where to turn"
The laughing, boyish eyes grew
trong: "You have me, Nora Lee.
wouldn't leave you alone"
He came over aud turned her
ark, vivid face to his. There were
lue shadows under the sapphire
yes. She smiled, but in her heart
be moancd: you could not take
err place. am afraid of life
fraid Of death-no one can take her
lace-not yet"
She said to the doctor: rs my
lothcr dyins?'
mo, Her heart is very weak. The