The Indianapolis times., 1928-05-09

! derstanding and forgiveness from
those dreaming, misty, corn-foWer-
blue eyes:
Mother, darling: I'm running
away, to go to David. Please don't
try to stop me or bring me back
for I'll have to run away again il
you do. I'm going to marry David
because I love him with all my heart
and because he is the only man ]
could ever marry without causing
you shame. He already knows the
truth, and it made no difference ir
his love for me. You know how
lit was with Grant Proctor. You
said yourself that if ] told him, he
would not want to marry me. AND
I could never marry a man without
first telling him the truth. Arthur
Van Horne knew and wanted me
to be his mistress. He told me to-
day. He did not think I was good
enough to be his wife. 1t would
always be the same. And so I am
going to David, who knows and
1OVSS me anyway.
"Oh, Mother, forgive me for hurt
ing you like this! But don't you
see that would hurt you more by
staying? After a while you would
be ashamed of me because I could
not marry. I would humiliate you
in the eyes of your friends. And
I could not be happy ever, away
from David. I wanted to die after
Arthur Van Horne told me today
what he really wanted Of me, but
now I know I want to live-with
David. Please, Mother, don't think
my love for you"
She could write no more just
then. Laying her hot cheek against
the cold glass Of the framed photo
graph of her mother she sobbed so
loudly, so heart-brokenly that she
did not hear a knock upon the door,
did not know her grief was being
witnessed until she felt hand
upon her shoulder.
sally, darling! What in the
world is the matter?" 1t was Enid
Bars tender, throaty contralto.
Sally sprang to her feet, her eyes
wild with fear, her mothers pic
ture still tightly clutched in her
hands. Il was writing you a
letter." she gaSped. IL"
perhaps I'd better read it now,"
Enid said in an odd voice, and
reached for the scattered sheets of
pale gray notepaper on the desk.
Sally wavered to a chair and
Slumped into it, too dazed with
despair to think coherently. She
could not bear to look at her moth
er, for she knew now how cowardly
she had been, how abysmally selfish.
Her flaming face was hidden by
her hands when, after what seemed
many long minutes, she heard her
mothers voice again:
Poor SALLY You couldn't trust
me? You'd have run away-like
that? Without giving me a chance
to prove my love for you?"
Sally dropped her hands and
stared stupidity at her mother. Enid
was coming toward her, the news
paper with David's picture in it
rustling against the crisp taffeta of
her bouffant skirt. And on Enid S
face was an expression of such sor-
rowful, but loving reproach that
Sally burst into wild weeping.
Poor little darling!" Enid dropped
to her knees beside Sally's chair
and took the girls cold, shaking
hands in hers. 1--WE all make mis-
takes, Sally. I've made more than
my share. Maybe I'm getting old
enough now to have little wisdom.
And I want to keep you from max
ing a mistake that would cause both
o fus-and Court-untold sorrow"
But I love David and I Shan't
love anyone else," Sally sobbed,
though she knew her resistance was
broken.
I'm forced to believe that now,
darling" Enid said gently. "And
I shall not stand in the way Of your
happiness with him. That is not
the mistake I meant"
"You mean that you'll let me
marry him?" Sally cried incredu-
lousy. "Oh, Motherl I love you So"
"And I love you, Sally" Ends
voice broke and she cuddled Sally's
cold hands against the velyety