The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1927-01-17
; BY Vida Hurst

| Q1ScuSS1OA ever NO explanation. ne
was strong Nothing could break
him. Not even the loss of her
But he was suffering cruelty He
| had to be Perhapsi Sonia
was not so sure now, She was more
conscious OF jealousy since she had
ceased to mean SO much
She padded back into the bedroom
but fury Of sick resentment was
surging In her breast. Don was not
being fair with her, She was not
incapable Of understanding. II he
no longer loved her she wished he
would tell her. SO that she might go
away
1t was impossible to go to sleep
again. He was always ordering her
to go to bed as If she could sleep no
matter what happened. WE'LL she
would just get up and show little
spirit of her own
Shivering, she crept into her heavy
clothes and threw on a heavy coat.
Yet, even then. she was unable to
| flaunt her Independence In his face.
He looked up as she came down the
long hall and she said. gently, "I'm
going for a walk"
Its barely daylight"
TITS after s."
The air was raw and biting, She
walked into the teeth of the wind,
| towards the lake, feeling bitter
consolation in meeting it, head up.
After a few moments she was swing
ing along, breathing deeply, her
cheeks warm and glowing. Think
ing, II mustn't be silly. He couldn't
stop loving me all at once"
Less than a month ago he had
held her in his arms. She had not
doubted then
Reaching the beach, she plowed
through the sand to a partially shell
tered spot against windbreak. She
sat, half buried in sand, and gazed
upon a vast clean emptiness. Sky
and water. And not human being
in sight. Far In the distance a
solitary vessel pushed out. 1t seemed
the end Of life and It's beginning. Her
personality was lost in a godlike
nothingness. The mystery and ma
Jesty Of the "wine-dark" seal
Then, relentless as the tide, her
trouble swept over her again. Don
was unhappy. He would not discuss
1t with her, but she knew she was
the cause Of his restlessness. What
was she to do? Continue to accept
his name, his generosity, his support,
giving nothing In return? She, whose
love demanded that she be allowed
to serve-no matter how humbly!
Her eyes blurred with tears, but her
chin was up. Did Don Saltwater
think she had no pride? Had he for
gotten her reluctance to accept his
sacrifice in the beginning? How
dared he assume that she would re-
main the unwanted wife of any man?
But was she unwanted? He loved
her. Every nerve in her body plead
ed for him.
With the back OF her gloved hand,
she brushed away the tears, repeat
ing, HE loves me, but he doesn't
want to. He fighting it."
And why? There could be only
one answer. He had not realized the
tragic, everlasting results her affair
with Franklin would have. He re-
GREETED his decision. 1t Slapped all
the sweetness and innocence from
their relationship. She was sure Don
did not begrudge his forgiveness or
the sacrifices he had already made.
He just couldn't live up to them.
That was all. But how he misjudged
Sonia. when he thought he could
conceal his change Of heart from her.
1T is the end, old thing" she
cried.
After all, they had had one year
Of perfect happiness. With the tears
still cold on her cheeks she smiled,
praying she might be gallant loser.
There flashed across her mind GER
tain lines of a poem, learned in high
school. 1t had been composed by
two Chicago lads, whose football
team had suffered unexpected defeat.
And Lord, may my shouts be I'M
grudgfng and clear
A tribute that comes from the
heart;
And let me not cherish a snarl or
a sneerI
Or play any sniveling part.
Let me say, There they ride, on
whom laurels bestowed
Since they played the game better
than l.
Let me stand with smile, by the
side of the road,
And cheer as the winners go by. %
Note: From 1.-THE Prayer of a
Sportsman"-Tom Duperello and M
Sisulak)
She had not always played the
game with her faith and her honor
held high" But, God helping her,
she would from now on. Her fate
was in Don's hands. If he did not
love her she would go. But this
might be only a phase from causes
she did not understand. Perhaps
Elaine had heard of Sonia's past
and registered shock and disgust
Perhaps the pain of that knowledge
made him seem cold. Whatever the
reason, she would give him ample
time before making any definite
plans. The resolution brought her
strength, although she had a sad
promotion that he was not to change
Exhausted from her long walk and
too much emotion, she took a street
car home. Don was sleeping. Care
full not to disturb him, she collected
fresh clothes and took a shower
The sting of the water was like a