The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-07-19
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always love ssmsmberins y6p.
the things that have, beGnM bhtwsn
%. | know now--aad Xepr SreAt.
ness taught II TO me-alT the fine.
beautiful phases Of llfs INT are
closed - me. They're elpDGt ulti-
imately. I'm net 9oint - tIy e seize
them again. For I 11e the utility
and the madnsss ofsthis.t 4hought
i could tske gatls joyeusly.. I
can't No one can uhlSs6 they are
Il said I had no regret. / should
say none but one. lt u for you.
You tell me that last year when this
began | was married and 80 have
no right now to end 1t. That is
true. ! turned TO you and took ad-
vantage OF you, rejoicing In oil your
Il so much. I never thought to give
master.
"Coing on with it wouldn't alter
this. We can't 20 on with 1t.
Things that are stronger than our
selves interfere. You know this.
And that's why it's so much better
that we part now while there il
still beauty in the feeling we have
for each other than to 20 on be-
coming more and more hopeless
more and more resentful. until final
~ we would hate the thought Of
each other.
n wish that you could be content
with friendship. Why need we
blot each other out of existence be-
cause one relation between us has
failed? You have been great deal to
n Atn~ - ss,k.
can we not think OF earh 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 hut whose
paths cross now and again for
blithe hour 81 happy remembering
Because we were once 80 much to
each other, is il necessary that be-
ing less than this all. we must be
nothing! That is petty way---an
ungrateful attitude for the joys that
have been ours"
$50 write to me. Ramon, and tell
me you're happy me you un-
derstand. You know in your heart
as well as ! that this end had to be.
For you it is much better. You
are worth . more substantial rela-
ton than ! can offer. You are bet
ter free Of me. Don't you see this?
II not now--you will. l hope So"
She mailed this. She felt relieved
IA warm and aching relief.
The same morning that Sandy
mailed this letter, she received one.
Slowly the blood went burning I.
her cheeks. She wondered il there
were some way she could intercept
her own message !. keep him
from reading il. Her fright re-
turned
This was the letter Ramon wrote:
~ am going away. dearest Of
mine. for little while. Because !
don't want to make things hard for
you. And because | cannot remain
within travelling distance and keep
away from you. I've got to put the
wide ocean between us.
Tin going. hoping for you. wait
ing for you, living for you. As long
as ] have this much wont de-
spair. When ! left you the other
go anxious to be free--even = little
glad to have me gone--that night
for few hours | was determined to
get out Of your way and In such .
manner that ] never could bother
you again.
"Then l began to consider your
side Of it how worried you
are--and 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
H. snntn hn 4
will be for always.
II 60 away, believing this--count-
ing on this--dreaming of this in
every waking hour. You are all Of
life to me. would suffer pain.
uncomfortable pain. to 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 q
pOwer-what q terrific power you
have over me! When you flash out
sometimes the way you do--when
you fling from me with that quick.
determined step of yours. ! want to
drop dead. ] have o morbid horror
Of displeasing you. It is a pity that
darling Of mine-dear thing Of mine.
But I'm glad to be there-glad to be
on my knees to you. Only let me
stay SO
"Write-please-tel me 10 hope
morrow w :, We 's shall meet.You Xxi Kissed ed
me--you put your dear, soft hands
on my face. feel them--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 it. his hone
would vanish--he would be plunged
into mood of black dependence.
She went to the public telephone
and tried to get him by wire
He was not in.
Hell do it this time---Oh, Lord!"
She walked half blinded up the hill.
She wrote to him !. s. "But it
will be too late
She tried that night and the next
morning to reach him.
That afternoon she was coming
down the stairs. Ben Murillo was
standing before the old marble
topped hatrack. He had the mail
in his hands S.. He was sorting
over the letters.
Sandy's heart stood still, then it
flew like wild thing to her throat.
(ContinaedD
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