San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1926-01-04
SANDY DECIDES
TOEARN OWN
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Letter From Uncle Tells
Her of Murillo's
Attitude.
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to her: Are you keeping the col
tagc through the summer?"
I'm not sure Sandy answere
hastily.
Il was wondering if you were leay
ing In fact, thought you had gone
thought l saw Mr.. Worth last Sat
urday."
Sandy turned her letters in a pre-
tended absorption, feeling the bloc,
creep holly to her cheeks.
"Oh. did you?" She ripped opel
an envelope, hurried from the place.
She became self-conscious, as though
the whole village had found her out
They had all seen Ramon-they al
knew he was there on Saturday ant
Sunday. There would be rumors o.
her ugly things said.
But you don't care" voice re.
minded.
No. don't care"
And the woman in the postoffice-
all tie men and women who might
talk of her became hideous.
They were small-bigoted-dead
They were living in the past. They
had no youth-no emotions.
Why are these things wrong:'
She thought of all the kind, thought
ful things Ramon lid. How eager
he was to please her. How delightful
it was to run down from a hill hand
in hand.
Imagine Ben Murillo doing such q
thing. But that relation was right
and this one was wrong.
She paced the long, shadowy room
listening 10 the thIobbing stiffness.
She stopped before the typewriter.
gave it a vicious shove. Suddenly she
said aloud: Il know it well enough
She became breathless and hot.
lcs-shc knew enough to get a job.
For some time she had suppressed
this admission thinking. Next
week. She dreaded the thought OF
going into an office. She visualized
herself going somewhere and ask
ing for work-thcn keeping at this
grind year after year. n
Ii seemed incredible that she had
really come TO this pass-that no
one was doing anything for her
They just let her 60 as though her
fate was 10 longer any concern of
theirs. She was out ON her own.
I'll Get a job" she said quietly.
OF course, get a jOb-she was now
ashamcd 10 think she had delayed
this. She said aloud feeling her
flesh scarlet: What am / if | stay
On here: Ncs-what,"
But il she workcd-When she was
making her own way. then she could
talk OF freedom-Of bravery.
There was a letter from her Uncle
Bob Mcneil. This confirmed and
FASTENED her resolution. He wrote:
Dear little kid: Sorry / wasn't
in these parts when all this hap
pched. just got in the other day
and learned tine lowdown from Alice.
Write me where you're working. and
when I'm in Los Angeles III come
and have lunch with you. Have you
got a permanent job yet: ] want 10
talk over your plans and aid you if
l can.
Il went TO see Murillo-talked
hours with him. Don't figure on
divorce. He won't grant it. He can
get it easily-withOut any trouble.
All you would need is TO write him
letter saying you have absolutely
left him. But he is wild-eyed. de
says a divorce won't free him. He
won't let you get it, and he won't
get it himself
so that's pretty tough. little kid.
But don't give up. / have sus-
picion he's doing a bit Of high dying.
Or course, that's the hardest thing
in the world TO prove but I'm
Oh the job.
In ibe meantime you'll get by.
You know you always could. I'm
enclosing this remembrance. If you
need more now or later. I'm your
uncle and don't forget it,"
Enclosed was a check for 500.
Three days later Sandy went TO
San jose. She answered ads. In a
week she had a job as filing clerk in
an insurance office. She earned So
a month. Her board and room in
private. family took So Of this.
She wrote TO Ramon. He came
over the weekend. When it was
dark they drove back along the
coast.
He was excited and unnerved
Observation-Disclosures this the be.
ginning Of the end:"
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