The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-05-22
CON ON WITH THE STORY
Chapter 6.

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As she did this Sandy prcceivcd
become beautiful with soft, eager
sweetness. that it shone like the face
Of the saint up there in the golden
candle-light. Judith murmurcd:
"Sandy-oh, Sandy darling!"
Then Murillo took her arm. turned
her about. A high, prolonged note
Of song came like q beam Of light
down the narrow aislcs. Music flow
ing toward her and the scent Of
flowers. But all this was drcamlike
ncbulous and unreal.
The people were standing. Their
nodding and smiling gave . sense Of
motion to the quiet church. Some.
one said half-aloud: "Lovcly---oh
isn't she lovcly!" Murillo, bowling Il
pew after pow. lowered his head with
an urgent: "Sandy, look up! Smile
a littlcl"
But she didn't move muscle 81
her face. Her eyes, with their dark
heavy lashcs, remained fixed on hcl
fcct-on q little pencil smudgc acros:
the toe Of her silver slipper. Ode
they hadn't noticed that judith
wbuld have rubbed 1t off with . bi
of French chalk.
They nearcd the vcstibulc. Some
ono, pushing forward, was about t.
kiss her. Murillo thrust out his arm
gave a laugh, pressed his lips cx
ultantly on Sandy's mouth. She fell
very cold and still; then suddenl,
that she was about to cry.
i
Judith rode with them to the
house. Sandy was glad for this
foolishly glad. Murillo sat oppo
site. His dreamy eyes possessed her
She was conscious of their heated
gaze turned on her indulgcntly as
they sat at the supper table; con.
scious Of his lips, red now and moist
whispering excitedly. "Smilc Sandy
they're toasting the bridc--smile!
The young people grouped about
her were laughing. The girls wore
big hats. They looked flowcry. Al
the far end Of the long table--'way
down there in the old back parlor--
were the family friends. Most Of
the women we're in black or era,
satin-stiff. dignificd clothes. Thu
men wore swallow-t tails, cut in tho
fashion of the last generation. They
were all leaning forward, craninl
!, their necks over the bowls Of roses
They were singing in somewhat
broken voices: "Shc.s jolly good
| fellowi"
! Murillo kissed wine glass. held
it for Sandy to drink. He said soft.
~: ITO my wife!"
Sandy's eyes filled. She looked al
him angrily. Then all at once she
began to laugh. She waved to Dick
Chapman--to Hcinic Rivers. She
promised To dance with them all
She said boldly and tossing hci
head: Eyes! I've hours of frccdon
yeti"
And she signaled to Jimmy. He
was there. of course. Thes McNeils
had nothing to hide! Jimmy was
only Sandy's old school chum
But when the tables were cleared
Timmy managed to tuck himself in
a corner with Sandy's uncle anc
three or four other fellows. He was
i'll at case and very unhappy.
With gay insolcnce she sum.
her from her death Of cold in the
l SLOTms why SQOuIOu IuCy V6uCG
+. together at her wedding?
They swung with glad. swift
cagerness into tho strains of one
step. She said gently: why SO
glum, Jimmy, dsrling?"
"Oh, Lord, Sandy!"
| It was warm in the crowded old
house---warm and noisy. The older
men were telling stale jokes, slap
ping each other on the back, guf-
fawing loudly. The women were
nodding their heads in solemn gos.
sip.
She didn't know il she led Jimmy
to the kitchen or if he led her.
But they were stealing to the path
between the grapcvines. They were
standing in the shadows. looking up
at the misty. amber moon.
Sandy had taken off her veil. Her
hair. . waving mass. shone like an
aureolc about her pale. vivid face.
Jimmy bit his lips, not daring to
touch her.
"Yoare so beautiful. 1 never saw
anything look the WY you did, Sandy
the way you do now"
She raised her face. holding il
back q little on the long, slender
throat. She ran her fingers upward
till they touched Timmy's cheeks:
"Kiss me, Timmy-oh-kiss me-
good-by!"
He closed his arms down about
her. She chung to him. A wildness
seized her. She thoughts: "Oh. grab
my hands. Jimmy! Run away with
me! Why don't you! Now-oh,
quicki" /.
And he said. almost sobbing
you're crying. Sandy-Lord. you're
not cryingl"
Steps along the path-a low
frightened voice: ''Sandy-Sandy. ar,
you hercr'
It was Judith calling. Then Sand,
pulled Timmy's head down till his
cheek brushed hers. She said, sweet
~: "No, I'm not crying, Jimmy, ..
course not! But visit here . momen
or two till / get back to the house.
And she reached out her hand
lNouched Judith's shoulder, with .
quick: "Judy. I'm here"
Judith caught her with an alm0s
frenzied gladness: "Oh. they're look
ing for you. Your mothers excited
III say We came out for 4 breath o.
lair"
Il But Sandy WAS STOPPING down
feeling with her hands in the brush
She found what she was seeking
stood. up with . little gray kittel
nestled against her face.
| "NoI Just came out to Say good
by TO my old white cst-that's all
Jude-tell them thitl"
| She thought in . still alarm: "Hov
crafty / am! Whist made me thinl
Of the kitten p
The mist was in her hair. A fsin'
color touched on the pale cheeks
She looked 80 very young-radiant
with her hair standing out like thai
! ~ though Z breeze had inst lifted +