San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1926-01-20
,Sdndut E1eaorcM Me-
Judith Fights Hard to
/ Conceal Bitterness at
Lost Love.
CHAPTER 80

They looked into each
others young glowing eyes.
Swiftly Sandy's closed, over
whelmed with a sudden,
stabbing ecstacy. He loved
her. The sweetness of all
his clean, bonny life was
hers.
Lightly she stole to that
room of Judith's. She closed
the door, leaning against it, her face
hidden. She laughed in soft, pierre
ing way. He loved her!
She stood in this flame-lit hour, all
the past of her life obliterated, tell
ing herself with that half-sobbiny
laugh: He loves me-"
Judith stumbled against the coal bin,
Strengthened herself with little gasp |:
"Ob, the coal bin" She smiled to the
throbbing shadows of the dark, musty
basement, whispering in a vague, gen.
tie way: II know now. Now, know. {"
She saw the quick glad sweep of his
arms enfolding Sandy.
She sat on the edge of the bin and
wiped the moisture from her fore.
head.
After long, long space came that
persistent, pathetic thing that is hope
in a valiant soul. Hope care to Ju-
dith, whispering: Because you never
saw him kiss a girl before, you mag
inc this is different. Because Sandy
lives with you and it all goes on
before your eyes, you fancy it COM
plete-the love of life. Why should
it be? How could he be so blind?"
Its not different. It's just like
all those other episodes of his :"
She now got up quietly, surprised to
find her knees weak, her hands clammy
and shaking She might say again
and again: Its not different-just
a flirtation." A cruel intuition told
her that he whom she loved these
four years with all the passionate
idcalism Of her girlhood; he in whose
eyes dwelt all of beauty and all of
romance, was now passing IRON her.
One unforsettable day in November,
the last filament of Juditbs hope van
ished. 1t was the day of the Big
Game. For three years Douglas had
taken her. In the weeks preceding
this scraphic event, they talked foot
ball necessarily, had on their finger
tips the qualifications of the players
and the points that gave California
the edge to win. They were almost
bysterical as though the burden of
victory or defeat rested on their in
diyidual shoulders.
This year the four of them we're
going together.
Sandy was beside herself with ella
ton. She came home with bolts f
blue and gold ribbon and four tiny
grizzly bears that she decorated jubi-
lantly. She said: Lord, Jude, / can
hardly wait. i wish it was Satur.
day. You know I've never been. to
one of these games. I've only read
about it."
"Never been to big game? Oh,
Sandy, darling-you're in for the thrill
of your life
The sudden return of Judith to her
old, warm tenderness brought mist
of tears to Sandy's eyes. She asked,
trembling, YOU'RE glad to have me
along, Jude? You really want me?"
do ]? l wouldn't have you miss
it for forty thousand dollars. And
it's lots more fun with four than
two"
Judith meant this. In her opinion
IL would be counted a tragedy to miss
this supreme, ecstatic hour of min
gled anguish and delight. And now.
finding that Sandy had never seen
the magnificent spectacle, she began
feverishly to explain points Of the
game. She said with frank eager
ness, Get Douglas to chart it for
you; he adores making diagrams"
The game heralded the opening of
the Memorial Stadium in Berkeley.
They arrived early, saw the tiers ard
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