The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-06-04
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seeing the moon and all love, all
beauty floating away in golden
mist
Suddenly the yearning for the
child; the music and the sweetness
of its coming. It's little cold body
laid in her arms. Lying so cold; so
very still because of that violent
thing her husband did.
Somewhere in the audience a
woman cried out shiveringly: 1.-THE
brute--oh, the brutep'
The. prosecutor waved his fist.
He began objecting explosively But
at this, eyes blazed with antagonism.
A man shouted: LET her talk-let
her tell it,
And Sandy with her two hands
pressed against her chest, leaned
forward fighting for breath. She
said family: "Yes-please-hurry-
1 must hurry"
Proceed, Tell only what has
bearing on this case. only what
has to do with the deceased and
your connection with him."
II met him soon after this. I
turned to him because Aof this. I
ran to him one night two years
ago."
There was the picture of the din
ner-Murillo entering unexpectedly
'-Murillo hiding behind the ported.
springing at her like a panther,
striking her cruelty with his open
hand across her cheek,
81 had no place to go. Ramon
loved me. I went to him. He was
big and kind about it. He gave me
his house to live in. My husband
wouldn't release me. I could never
be free. Ramon knew this. Yet he
was good to me. In the end took
his love"
She said this with her lips CULVER
ing, her eyes raised beseechingly to
the judge, 81 took it." Then she
looked to the twelve men in the jury
box and repeated with a pitiful
smile, $50, do you see? That was
the way it happened-I took it."
They looked abashed. They
mopped their foreheads, trailing the
handerkchiefs stealthely over their
eyes.
Judith. sitting next to Douglas,
pressed his arm. He turned a gray
face to her, the face Of one crucif1ed.
He tried to speak. She thought he
said accusingly,N "You let her! Oh
Jude, you let her"
Nothing could stop her" Then
Judith leaned down with infinite
gentle love and added, 1T had no
right to stop her. This is the best
thing Sandy has ever done. the best
and truest. I'm so proud-I'm so
glad"
He put his hands over his eyes.
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There was the night Of Ramons
farewell-the night in the rain when
they stood in the grapevines-and
within Sandy's mother lay dying.
They stood here bidding farewell.
The water from his hair dripped to
her face. But he said he would go
he would never trouble her again.
A year and three months ago :.
But he returned a month
ago he returned. He came that Sat
urday night. But it was Sunday
when he talked to her Sum
day when he grew so bitterly excited
because he saw her STANDING at the
door with Douglas
ri never dreamed he would come
back. I was so sure he had mar
ried. I was so sure he had found
happiness. It was ten months since
any letter, any word at all had
come
ST didn't know what to do :. :.
tried to soothe him. The fever
had wasted him so . the fever
seemed reaching to his spirit
"Then he sent me this letter.
Monday he sent me this letter.
was afraid. I told Douglas, Ramon
had returned.
"But before I saw Douglas again,
Ramon pfoned. This was Monday
night about o'clock. He phoned
His voice-it told me-told me what
he was ,planning-the tone of it
the desperation of it. I pleaded with
him Then I VENT went
because he seemed so to need me-
because he had been so good to me.
I went =. I left note for
Douglas and went
"He was whittier than flour-he
swayed as he opened the door to
me. He said: why did you come?
d.. Now I must take you with me
=. /. Now we are going away to-
gether-you and T."
The two of them standing in each
others arms. She begging him to
| think-she caressing him. The pistol
turned against her breast. Thunder