Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-07-02

and she tore the bottom Of it Off
and in a daZe wiped the blood from
CeleSte's head. She shook her, and
found that she was unconscious.
Celeste might die right there with
out aid, she thought wildly, and
wiped the blood away hleplesSly, as
fast as it flowed from the little black
curly head. The curls were all mat
ted now, and she looked like a little
girl with the deathly pallor and her
full red mouth.
Maybe she will die! Maybe she
will die!" Vivian moaned over to
herself, almost delirious with fear
and shock. IF she does, he killed
her-Kent killed her-because he
wanted to go to the girl he loved"
She babbled wildly to herself.
Suddenly there was a crash that
sounded as though an earthquake
had shaken the town. Then a
rending and tearing that left no
doubt in her mind. She screamed
wildly. The house was being torn
from its foundation. The cyclone
was upon them.
Where was Kent? On his way
back to her, maybe, after warning
the Jansens. He might be dead.
Vivian tainted dead away, unable to
hold herself together any longer.
She sank down in a heap beside the
cot where Celeste lay so still.
When she came to, Kent was
bending over her. She heard his
voice from far. far away:
"Vivian, Vivian, speak to me. Are
you all right?"
She raised weakly.
I'm all right. Celeste-is hurt
badly-doctor."
She leaned back again, but hes
brain began to function and she
knew she must not let herself faint
again. Celeste needed her. With
a superhuman effort she sat up and
looked around. Kent was bending
over Celeste, wiping the blood away.
His face was grim.
God knows where We'll find a
doctor. The town is torn to rib
bons. Our house is gone, and SO is
~Jansen's. We got to their cave just
in time"
Doctorsl There were only two in
the town. What we're they to do?
There were, no doubt, many wound
ed and dying from the storm, and
two doctors would never be able to
care for them. Maybe the doctors,
themselves, might be injured.
Suddenly Vivian forgot herself and
her own fright. She stood up and
brushed her hands across her eyes.
What could she do? Every unin-
jured person would be needed.
All at once she remembered the
little cottage-her little cottage now.
Il wonder if my house is still
standing?" She started for the cave
door. 1--WE can take her down there,
and shelter all we can"
She forgot her hate in Tie tragedy.
We'll take Dovie and her mother
with us, too. They have no place
to go. L imagine the storm did not
touch that end of town. 1t prob
ably passed straight through"
Wen chance it." Kent said. and
picked Celeste up in his arms. When
they got outside, Vivian gave a glad
cry. BY a freak of chance, the
storm had not taken the garage. It
stood intact. Kent carried Celeste
out and laid her in the car. Vivian
ran to the Jansens' cave.
Both mother and daughter were
crying, and clinging to each other
when she opened the door and went
in. They were astounded to see her.
Come along with me-" Vivian
took Mrs. Jansen by the arm. Our
house may still be standing" They
obeyed her automatically.
When Mrs. Jansen saw her h q
in ruins she screamed and
tearing her hair. Vivian shool
roughly. 1t was beginning to b,
rain, and they had no time to waste.
Kent found it impossible to get
the a out of the drive. Trees and
wreckage from the house were scat
tered everywhere. 1t would be neces-
sary for him to carry Celeste to the
Matthews cottage. But she was
light. He shouIdered his little bur
den and the women followed him,
Mrs. Jansen Sobbing.
Vivian gave a thankful cry when
she saw it. All around her was de-
strnction, but the little cottage that
she had thought so humble and so