The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-05-19


a boyhood admirer, in the romantic
Spanish garden of their Santa Bar
bara home, is censured by her moth
er. Sandy later ovcrhears her uncle,
Bob, telling Mr.. Mcneil that mar
| rage shutting out the joys of life
amounts to death for girl like
Sandy"
NOW co ON WITH THE STORY
| Chapter 5
She swan with long, lazy strokes,
her vivid hair cleaning like crown.
At last she made for the shore
| coming out. of the water slowly.
Drops sparkled in her eyes and on
the red, Laughing mouth.
you're not quitting, Sandy
ooh, I've got to! I've got to-" She
held her chin upward. taking deep,
luxurious brcaths. The young mans
heart thumpcd, looking at that long
white throat and tho dark, haunting
eyes. What knockout she was!
but you'll make sneak for the
picnic Sunday? Not much time left
for US to love: Sandy darling :
ALWAYS time for that, sweet
Timmy!'
| His fair skin tinglcd. it was so
young and clean. Sandy liked tho
snap Of his blue eyes and tho dimplc
| in the middle Of his chin.
With high hearted serenity she
| refused to think of day when all
this joyous adventuring would end.
She driftcd along, fencing with her
parents, taking her courtship light
~; turning on her heel when her
sisters fr0wned or advised.
| Now she wondered If she loved
TfMn1y. She wished with a little
dart Of self-pity that It was he lin
stead Of Murillo they wanted her ia
marry; wished it was Jimmy whose
money would restore tho McNcils
TO ease and prominence.
OF course, she wanted to make
things pleasant for her mother
paint the old house. put new car.
pets on the stairs. She wasn't mar.
rying for any such reason, yet al
these tHfling matters had their
weight. Mrs. Mcneil was perfect.
~ healthy woman, but she woult
say with sadness that turned
Sandy's heart inside out--'she woulc
say: 81 haven't much longer fol
this earth. I'd like a little peace
i and quiet in the few remaining
4 years Of my life" Then Sandy
would cease quarrcling with q sis
ter or remain home to do the sup.
per dishes or whatever it might b.
that had induced her mothers mel
ancholy.
In the back Of her mind there was
always blrthc confidence that al
would be we'll. She would come GU
on top. Something would happen t.
end her confused uncertainty.
i It did-a small thing. An. Older
girl wouldn't have been inundated
But Sandy was stripped. In pitt
full way the young. brazcn defiance
snatchcd from hcr-a!l the bonn,
bluff gone.
It happened on Sunday whcr
Sandy made sneak to go on tht
four of them. Deep in the SAINT:
where they could cook steaks ane
coffee. They left quite carly in tn,
morning, because Sandy must b,
back in time for All o'clock dinner
with the Murillo family.
. A balmy day in tho middle O
April. There we're peoples and pur
pie flag lilies splashcd about tn.
fields. They talked, they read t,
each other, they Toasted ant
laughed. At 6 O'clock the light soft
cned rapidly into dusk.
"Ah,' said Sandy. reaching up hel
hands that Jimmy might draw he1
to her feet, "That such bliss ends!
I've cheated enough for one day.
i The other couple were climbing
, into their roadster: "Well race yOl
back" they called out.
Sandy was just seated in Jimmy.
little car when she remembered
leaving her red purse with q golC
vanity and wrist watch Murillt
had given her in its pocket. It wa.
on the bench down by the grill. She
. sent Jimmy for it.
/ He came back. brcathlcss. "Gec
they've got q start on US! Wei.
have to put on all kinds Of speed
i He started the car--rathcr he
tried to start it. He fooled with it
looking up puzzled: "Surely the
battery can't be down."
But that was it. They honket
madly. The other machine was out
of sight and hearing.
| Then Jimmy tried to push. thu
car. They were on deadly level
stretch. He wiped the perspiration
from his forehead. mumbling: "I'm
not finished. Sandy - don't gel
alarmed"
He kept on for half an hour
in the world are we to do! It looks
rs though it's going to pour cats
and dogs. Well ncvc get home!
They'll have fifty-ninc eleven fits
| by the time arrivc--N
Il can just see my mother stand.
ing at the window-the injured look
she'll have! The way she'll say:
You care great deal for your
family. I'm sure. The one day we
expect dignity from you, you
couldn't be on time. You couldn't
leave half an hour earlier and save
us all this anxiety
you've got to do something,
Jimmy. or I'm ruined for life."
The shack whcre-.thcy had pic.
nickcd was on . side road. No ma
chimes, passed. It was four miles to
ITS the only thing can do,
Sandy. I'll have, to walk ,therc and
phone them we're stalled. Z"
THAT means you won't get back
here till 8 o'clock. Jimmy. We
can't-we just can't do that. $"
There was nothing else to do,
Sandy crouched in the car, hunch-
ing her knees to her chin. She put
her fingers childishly in her cars to
| stop the imagined voice she could
too we'll hear.
| Now it was 7 and now 1880. Her
father would be taking out his big
goid watch. opening it, champing
his teeth.
Now It was s. He would say:
we'll wait no longcr--thc hussy to
treat US like this!"
It grew dark-the hills hunched
tOrether, in 4 vast. nfnnmu s.,ircln.