The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-06-02
SANDY a. A..s snhs s9 acm aIesxis:

ee-hoAA 49, GoAIu ploetuous 3OA go
back to bed, Sandy-oh. what does
this meant Give me the paper.
Sandy dear-oh, please"
But Sandy held the wrinkled sheet
in thin, frenzied hands. She looked
at Judith, her mouth outlined in
agony: Don't fight me Jude. Let
me be. know. Let me be!'
And she smoothed the paper. AZ
fiicting words leaped out like clubs.
| Trial closing-conuiction -Douglas
Keath-death penalty
The paper dropped from her hand.
For moment she stood breathless,
spots of red like disks little bright
ened her cheeks. Come with me,
Jude" she said. painting. You'll
have to come with me-hurry!'
She put out her hand,
Judith caught it. Judith put her
arm about Sandy's waist. She half
lifted her to the room.
''Oh, no--I'm not going back to
bed, Jude. Don't force me, Jude
get my clothes. oh, Judith
may be too late--''
Judith wrapped her arms about
Sandy then and wept. What do
you know, Sandy, dear? Oh, dear,
God, what do you kpow? You can't
do thing-not a thing. -. You'll
only kill yourself. You only risk
your life"
N"Oh, tell me a better way to risk
it, Jude. You would have let this.
too, come to mel. :. .Jude-get my
clothes. -"
She. became suddenly calm. She
said, Quietly: "Oh-now 1 remember
where they are. -. You can't stop
me. Judith, I'm going up there to
him. I'm going to him. :. Nothing
will stop me. Oh, him! Oh, Ju-
| dith-"
Half blinded, her thought pelting
out in mad prayers, Judith brought
clothes to Sandy. She said, sobbing:
a won't stop you. -" And her
heart urged faningly: ooh, hurry
-yes-let us hurry-get there to-
day-before the end. Dear, God. help
usi''
Judith ran down the road In the
neighboring house, half mile dis
tant, they had an automobile. Oh,
let God be good for this once-just
this once. Let the car be there
let the man drive them. Pay him:
ILL
mortgage the rest of her life
away"
And she laughed crafty. She said
aloud: "Saved-oh, he's saved"
Tears rushed down her cheeks.
Once she had to stop-get a breath
put down this suffocation. II
wouldn't be too late! They couldn't
finish tor not this soon
Her thought spread mighty pin
ions and on these Sandy and she
went flying northward-on these
they had already reached the court
room \
Sandy sat en- the edge Of the
bed. She said again and agains
Help mel can make It! I will
make it. Oh, Lord Of heaven. help
me now! For once-for once let me
win. You owe it to me. God Of
heaven, you owe it to me-"
The words Of the newspaper went
before her minds eyes in letters
Of flame. death penalty"-for him!
She saw, as Judith had seen, the
rope about his neck She shud-
dered, hiding her face in her hands
Not for him-he who had stopped
so joyously-who had put his lips
so sweetly on hers that night they
stood on the porch. the hydrangeas
blooming behind them
Then she recalled the Sunday
after Ramons visit when she told
Douglas she must go away-she was
going away and leave him. The
way he came up to her, all youth
and ardent tenderness, putting his
arms so protectingly abour her
calling her dear, beautiful thing
that he might care for, that he
wouldn't let venture forth alone
ali. no, he'd go and, take care of
her
And then it was that hour of
anguish when he carried her In his
strong, young arms-carried her
down those miles of steps, all the
while saying frenzied, loving things
Someone had seen them-seen him
leaning over4her, lifting her
And so they put murder on him.
| This was what she brought to him.
She sank on her knees. She
prayed. They were different prayers
than Sandy had ever offered before
-beseeching, humble prayers-"Oh
God if you are good you'll help me
now-T'l pay-anythingxa
at all-In die, o Lord. If you'll do
| this"
AS though God must surely lean
from heaven-there must be God
| somewhere to listen when hearts are
breaking and calling ,out in agony
Judith came up. She went UP and
swept Sandy in her arms. She said
historically, Come! He'll take JUS.
oh