The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-06-01
GO ON WITH THE STORY
FROM HERE:
Chanter IA.

Chapter II.
"Oh, SO that's it! You think YOU
can do that!'
Hush! Come back here, Sandy!"
Sandy trembled. cts no use.
mother. l won't live and be his wife!
That's all there's to it! I'm not 20.
ing to be trapped into it,"
NO one is going to trap you. your
husband least of anyone!" The color
splashcd over Mrs. McNcirs face,
She had hold of Sandy's arm. Now
she sat down, GREATNESS and fur
RED. What in the world was the
matter with Sandy? Such talk! Did
She want the whole Of Santa Bar
'bara to, be scandalizcd? Did she
want the Morning Press to publish
the runaway? Of course, MIR. Mu-
rIllo must stay here. They must
think of the family-bouh families,
Sandy had no right to put herself
before everyone else.
| Mrs. Mcneil was now crying. ~
little thought, Sandy, when / saw
you SO beautiful as a bride, you'd
come back to me like this!"
i shouldn't have conc. sec that
now. ! should have gone somewhere
else. AnyWhcrC!
don't talk like that, Sandy.
was so proud Of you. I thought you
were going to bc so happy. You'd
have everything. You haven't even
tried to keep the holy promises you
II did try. l tried for two
months"
your mother and many thousands
OF good women try for thirty years
and keep on trying. didn't think
= child Of mine, you least Of any,
Sandy, would be SO cowardly-"
How do you figure that?" Sandy
faltcred. "Im not q coward! I'm
not gutter! can meet most
things. You don't know-you can't
know | hate him. Oh, Lord God, l
hate hint"
SANDY! Your husband! You mar
ricd him."
II never dreamed l could feel like
this! didn't need to feel like this!
He could have--oh, if he'd only been
half way--even half way decent! He
never thought--of mc-.oncc- .what
l wanted-oh. that didn't count"
"Men arc all alike.' NJ
You can't tell me that--oh no,
,, they're not all Like Ben Murillo!"
"Hush-hush, Sandy. Do you want
him to hcar-you're married to him.
Nothing can change that"
Yes-Sandy was married to him.
The marriage was for life. Whom
God had Joined together no man
could put asundcr.
All this and great deal more
Isabel Mcneil told her daughter again
and again. In the morning when
Sandy helped her make the beds.
she spoke Of it. In the afternoon
when Sandy stole into the back yard
and sat with the big white cat in her
arms her mother followed. Did
Sandy feel better today? Wasn't
1t really kind in Ben to bring those
squads for dinner and those wonder.
tful roses. Didn't she appreciate
this? -~'~
Didn't she appreciate all the sur
prises her husband was prepa rinr?
Mrs. Mcneil waited after this ques-
Sandy rubbed the cats head until
she purred. settling as if for a quiet
eternity.
"You don't ask me what surprises ?
You don't want to hear about the
house he has bought? The way he
has remOdcled it,"
A long pause. Then Mrs. Mcneil
wiped her eyes. She was broken
hearted. She felt, in some Olsen re
way, that Sandy's soul was doomed
unless she rose bravcly. as u dutiful
wifc and met the fate God had de-
creed.
Sometimes Sandy listened without
answering . word. Then Isabel was
sure she was winning. Sometimes
sandy said, ,'>Oh, leave God out Of
y! Maybe He can understand
The strain in tho house became
acute. Murillo rose late in the morn-
ing. Alice was forced to wait in
the krtchen-prepare fresh break
tast - be sure that the tablccloth
was unsp0tted. the cream thick and
the bacon very crisp. She grumblcd
about it. The Lord knew she had
plenty to do without q permanent
guest IN the house. She wasn't Ben
Murillo's wife. She'd like TO know
why she had to be the goat.
And ut dinner when Murillo was
present. Agnus Mcneil talked bluffly.
he poket fun at Sandy In q crude
way; asked her it she wasn't getting
over her spell Of bridyitis. Once, her
face crimson, she ran fr1m the table.
She threatened to leave the house
let the world find out about it-they
would pretty soon. anyhow
But she had to- keep up appear.
anccs. She had TO attend the din
ncrs her married sisters RSvc for
her on the return Of Beatrice Mu-
rillo. These dinners brought other
engagements. Everywhere Sandy was
treated as the joyous bride.
/, She became nervous and excited
under the strain. She evadeL ,1u-
rlllO. She wouldn't even sleep in
her own rOnm She 1nuk - -, ~ l.,