San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-12-12
SANDY By Elenore Meherin

breath. Murmured: "Oh, Ramon! :"
and rushed on-burning.
Reaching home, she remembered his
face lowered to hers. She longed for
the kiss she hadn't taken.
She lay awake thinking of him.
She thought of Judith's words about
love. love that swept two beings
together in flood of music and color.
She saw herself caught in it. Her
blood raced. Love ike that! How
glorious-how beautiful!
She had a right to such a love.
All the high-hearted joyousness of her
nature was proof OF this.
Was she to be forever denied be-
cause of Ben Murilio?
She became burningly excited ar
guing these rights with her con-
science. The love she had missed
now seemed priceless beyond all es-
innate. She dreamed about it, as
though she were single-as though
all this dearness and beauty would
soon be hers.
She turned from the thought of
Murillo in cold frenzy. She thought /:
He even. killed the child He had
no claim to her. She would be free
OF him. She would settled the matter
definitely the moment she returned.
She would ask him quietly to release
her. She would 20 to the city and
get job-begin all life anew.
And she was wise. She was only
taking a stray sun beam here. Ra-
mon knew 1t was but an episode, Just
as she did.
Her feeling sometimes belied these
careless murmurs. She was exuberant
in his company-depressed and fear
full II he failed to join her on the
beach.
One evening he didn't come. He was
out in the water, riding on the surf
board. She went with a crowd out to
the raft. They started to swim back.
The water looked SO calm. Sandy
struck out beyond them. She was a
strong and fearless swimmer, moving
through the water easily as a mer-
maid.
She dreamed a. she glided. Soon
she must be going home-soon those
long, tropic days would be over. Grim
things confronted her.
She swan slowly, growing q little
weary. Her arm seemed heavy. This
heaviness increased. She thought irrit-
ably: I'm tired. Why did / come so
far?"-
1t became an effort to take a
stroke. She turned toward the raft.
"A Arf . ~
longer hear the voices. For the first
time in her life she became frightened
in the water. She began to breathe
quickly forcing her strokes. They
didn't respond.
She was almost gasping. Suddenly
she remembered tales of sharks-how
they rolled over, came at one with
their hideous Sits Of mouths open,
snap off an arm or a leg. She grew
rigid, almost unable to keep afloat.
Her arm dropped like a piece Of iron
on the water. She thought with q
sickening terror: I'm done--Im
drowningi"
Unconsciously she raised her arm
screamed. The water washed over her
face.
As the strength left her body, her
mind became wildly alert. 1t wits
pered: "Float-you can float! Take a
stroke"
She couldn't do it-couldn't move
A swish through the water. A hani
gripped her arm. She went streaming
along-exalted-in a vision. She knew
who had come. She lay perfectly still.
She felt a radiant gladness as though
the sun were showering on her and
she were floating over q sea OF
flowers.
He carried her in the crook OF one
arm. swimming on his back. Lifting
her now. She was in his arms. Sn'
opened her eyes. His face, intent, very
white, pouring on hers a madness OF
longing. "Sandy-oh God-my dar-
ling!"
She felt happier than in all her
life.
CONTINUED Tomorrow