San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1926-01-11

relation between us has failed: You
gave a great deal to me. Ii l gave
anything 10 you why can we not think
of each other kindly and happily!
Why can we not be glad for what
we've had and meet like friends who
no longer travel the same road but
whose paths cross now and again for a
blithe hour of happy remembering =:
| Because we were once so much to
each other. is it necessary that being
less than this ali, we must be moth
| ing? That is a petty way-an I'M
grateful attitude for the joys that have
been ours.
so write to me, Ramon, and tell
me you're happy-tell me you under
stand. You know in your heart as
well as l. that this end had TO be.
For you it is much better. You are
worth more substantial relation than
l can offer. You are better free of
me. Don't YOU see this? If not now
you will. hope So"
She mailed this. She felt relieved
"a warm and aching relief.
The same morning that Sandy
mailed this letter. she received one.
Slowly the blood went burning TO
her cheeks. She wondered if there
were some way she could intercept her
own message keep him from
reading it. Her fright returned.
This was the letter Ramon wrote
Il am going away, dearest of mine.
for a little while. Because | don't
want to make things hard for you.
And because i cannot remain within
travelling distance and keep away from
you. I've got to put the wide ocean
between us.
I'm going. hoping for you. wait
ing for you. living for you. As long
as / have this much / won't despair.
When | left you the other night and
you seemed so burdened, so anxious
to be free-even little glad 10 have
me gone-that night for few hours !
was determined to get out of your way
and in such a manner that l never
could bother you again.
Then / began to consider your side
OF it how worried you are-how
much you have at stake and
remembered your lips on my eyes. !
think this kept me from the madness.
| believe you care for me. You must.
Don't you: Write and tell me that
count for something in your thoughts
that you love me-you want me-
that some day we'll be together and it
will be for always.
Il go away, believing this-count-
ing on this-dreaming Of this in every
waking hour. You are all Of life to
me. 1 would suffer pain, inconseiy-
able pain. 10 make you happy
would be glad to do this.
Life would be utterly meaning
less to me with the hope and the
dream of you gone. Sandy-what a
pOwer-vhat terrific power you
have over me When you flash out
sometimes the way you do-vhen you
fling from me with that quick. deter
mined step of yours. ] want to drop
dead. l have a morbid horror Of dis
pleasing you. 1t is a pity that / am
so much under your heel-daTling of
mine-dear thing of mine. But I'm
glad TO be there-glad 10 be on my
knees TO you. Only let me stay
so
"Write-please-tell Inc 10 hope
tell me to yearn say that TO-
morrow me shall meet You kissed
me-your put your dear. soft hands
on my face. ! feel thcm-I laugh.
feeling them.
Wear the ring for me-and think
Of me. I'm waiting here until your
answer comes
A cold sweat dotted her forehead
She couldn't reach him-couldn't stop
him from reading that letter.
And when he read il, his hope would
yanish-he would be plunged into a
mood Of black dependence.
She went to the public telephone
and tried 10 get him by wire i
He was not in.
He'll do it this timc-Oh. Lord -
She walked half blinded up the hill.
She wrote 10 him But il
will be too Late
She tried that night and the next
morning 10 reach him.
That afternoon she was coming
down the stairs. Ben MUrillo was
standing before the old handicapped
hatrack. He had the mail in his.
hands lie was sorting over the
letters.
Sandy'f heart stood still. then it
.