San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-11-12

l ask!
Il am not ashamed to be pitied by
you. / am glad--glad for anything
you give.
What I ask is perhaps only the
pathetic straining of a thwarted lif,
for fulfillment; or only the unap
peasable hunger of the lonely for q
thing TO love-lcve utterly. 1 d.
not know-but the longing for a child
beats in every thfob of my heart. A
child of my own and a child of yours.
oh, do not tear the page across, Dane.
| Don't push me with scorn from your
| thoughts. Think how great must be
the want when can bring myself to
speak of it.
| And think how little it need mean
TO you-how supreme and life-lasting
would be the happiness to me. Think
of this and wonder if it is right in
you TO deny me. Once the gift is
mine, will go away. Your world
even YOU, will never hear of me
again. will be one who is forgotten
and lost-taking with me only a mem
ory-a memory 10 sacred that nc
death can blot it out: taking a prom
Use so sublime that no future will be
long enough. nor blacl; enough. to wear
away its beauty. May 1 90 in this
way, Dane,,
WHAT WILL YOU DO?-
Nora Lee was weeping. She went
for him more than for herself. She
thought she would dress-see him. nit
fully hand him the letter. ask wonder
ngly: What will you do? Oh. what
are you going to dog And she would
put her arms eagerly and protectinglv
about him-shut him away from this
cruel, incredible problem.
1t was cruel that he should be
tempted like this-all that was finest
ana strongest in his nature PLAYED
upon so subtly.
She had only one thought and this
was to help him: make him strong to
resist. Oh. tell him why he must. Not
for her sake alone. Not for Sonny's
sake. Ah-but he must know that
such a thing couldn't be-could never
be. For it wouldn't end as the letter
promised. Such things never did,
II she could have thrown an iron
wall about him then. she would have
done 1t. She would have chained him.
She walked in a wild agitation
about the room. her excited imagina-
ton seeing him as he read the letter:
as he was torn with its sadness and
touched by its fire. Seeing him as he
might rashly decide "Why mott"
Snddau1r he
body was shaken with a cold. sick
trembling. 1t might be too late, They
might already have met. He might.
by now, have yielded.
She sank TO the floor. crumpled
against the bed-overcome with a
smothering weakness. Oh-gone from
her-lost TO her-the husband of an
other
Cold. shivering banks Of fog moved
across the room. touched her forehead:
went chilling along her throat, settled
freezingly on her breath. She put out
her hands. fighting for the free air:
pushing the Wreathing mists from her
eyes. She tainted.
Then some one was knocking al the
door. Danes mother spoke. Nora
Lee raised herself with difficulty. She
dare not yield like this-dare not.
She went to the kitchen. took a piece
Of ice and rubbed it slowly across her
forehead. The strength had gone from
her muscles, leaving her limp and with
this sick. cold trembling.
She said tn herself mechanically
"Oh-he hasn't, He wouldn't return
10 me from her He wouldn't do
thatw
But this only brought a smothering
heat TO alternate with the shivering
illness. This only crazed her thought
with fear. IF they hadn't met vet,
then they would. He bad read that
moving letter. He must answer it.
What would he say; What could he
say: How would a man regard this
proposal? Ah-mpn take so many
things with careless freedom
MIND FLOGGED.
This torture continued. He would
see Natalie. She would wind her
arms about him as she longed 10 do.
She would put that white. appealir-
face of hers near to him and. cover
ing his lips. beg him TO yield. Do
men refuse such pleas:
perhaps this was the reason of