San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-11-14
Nora Lee By Elenore Mehenin

up the garden walk, calling to the boy
wishing to swing him to his shoulder
-fancied him entering the abandoned
house. Then the neighbors saying ::
why, your little fellow is dead You
didn't know! He was burned 10
death :"
Her heart sank visualizing his ut
ter desolation. But he had left them
deserted them for another.
She saw the taxa yellow blur in
the heavy downpour. She wondered
why she told the driver to wait. Her
thought answered: ITO get Dane.
That's why. You want him.
You won't let Sonny die and his own
father not know it. You can't. You
love them both too much. If Dane
were here, Sonny might live.'
She writhed under this flagellation
of her thoughts. She went back to the
room and knelt at the child's bed. He
was still murmuring: Daddy - MY
daddy"
NAME ECHOES.
And his mother was weeping: any
son Nora Lee, can't we get him
reach him !"
She got up mutely: "I'll try,
1t was quarter past Z. II he were
leaving on the s o'clock train, rs she
had first supposed he would, there was
hope of meeting him.
Back through the wind and rain.
The wind caught the dancing sheets
of water. whirled them in exultant
heller SHELTER. sent them scampering
against house and tree.
She said to serself. desparingly:
He won't be there. / know it :"
But when she went into the sta
ton; when she asked the red capped
boys to page Dane Herrick through
all the cars: when she stood there
watching each wet, wind tormented
traveller going through the gate she
thought again and again: There
that's he!"
of his name: Dane Herrick here
Call for Dane Herrick."
The gong sounded. The ticket
man shook his head obviously: He
missed it. You can be sure o. that,
lady. Dead men would have heard
by now,"
The train was moving away
crunching of the wheels-raucous
voice of the whistle-friends waving
farewells--
1t might have been the train car
rying away the last hope and pulse
Of life: the last glimmering light of
earth, so binding and profound was
tie darkness that gathered. He !
wasn't going south-wasn't going on |
this trim at all.
Impish things whispered: 1--WE
know where he is. We knows
She answered quietly: "Where he
is, I shall get him.
But she went in staggering kind |
of madness to the taxi. She gave
Natalie's address in San Mateo. She
said again Hurry, please. l have |
told you-a child is dying
LIFE AND DEATH"
Now she was glad for the rain
and the gray devastation; glad for
the wind hallooing down the road.
Oh, the trees were bowed and curved
in it and the rain bore against them
in ruffian gusts. You could hear the
you cou,1 see black shadows form
MISUNDERSTANDING in sudden
mystery across the path. Then the
rain obliterating trees, shadows, path
in scampering. leaden sheets.
Here-already But the driver had
almost to lift her up the steps of
Natalic's home.
She rested a moment at the door.
She said family: Ring"
She didn't hear when the butler
Miss Herbert is not in"
She didn't hear or she wouldn't
for she repeated. "Yes.
Tell Miss Herbert it's case of life
md death. I must see her. It's
news of tremendous importance.
She must hear it,"
Presently Natalie was standing
before her and the two women gazed
1t each other with stark, white
aces. And Natalie's was more
stricken than Nora Lees.