Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-08-08

his family too long to know home
sickness again, but that he felt a
longing, and curious aloneness that
was hard 10 explain. He started
the car, backed 1t onto the road,
and headed II up the grade, and
rolling back toward Hollywood. with
the ocean behind them. Anne
leaned back in the seat and began
to sing:
Why was ! born? Why am ]
living?
What do 7 get7 What am ]
giving?
Why do I want a thing 7 daren't
hope for?
What con 7 hope for? 7 wish i
NEW ...-.
Plairtive. M. .forlorn. . the song
OF a lonely heart. And Anne's
vioce, low and sweet and tremu-
lousy exciting. carrying right into
his blood
Why do ! Try to draw you near
me2
Why do I cry?-you never hear
me.
I'm 4 poor fool. but what can I
do?
Why was 7 born to love your"
The wind rushed past them. whip
ping at his hair before III fled carry
ing the last echoes of her song with
IL. Dan felt contentment-a con-
tentment c~uriously mixed with the
STRINGS Of voiceless longing and
unrest.
Why do ! want the things I
daren't hope for?
That was the thing that life was
lived for, he told himseIf-to want
the things one daren't hope for.
Only, you did hope for them some
how, no matter how forlornly. even
II they were way off somewhere be-
yond the frozen stars.
Sing some more, Anne. Sing to
me again"
do you like to be sung TOP"
He said simply. staring straight
ahead. IL love to hear you sing"
And Anne turned on him a curl
GUS smile at the strange emphasis
III hts voice: but he was still look
ing away and missed it.
She began:
I'm a dreamer-arent we all?
Just q dreamer-aren't we alp
and sang 1t through to the end
And not once did Rorimer turn his
eyes from the roadway ahead q!
them. He was thinking that he had
heard a voice like hers before. over
the radio "A contralt0 who SAM
ballads and "blues" with a smooth
case and lowneSs that made vol
shut your eyes and imagine things
Only. Anne's singing was not *
trained: not SO professional. III had
ne thought. striving for tht
right word. an uncaptured uralitl
IN II that left him a little shaken.
At the end Of her song he turned
10 look at her She sat still beside
him. her head back against tht
cushioned scat, eyes half-closed. III
she gets a break" he said to him
self. she'll 20 a long way" Pro,
vided. OF course, the camera AM
the microDhone did not do strange
things to her; that had been knowr
10 happen
They were on her street now
and when he stopped the car II
front OF her apartment he asked 1
he might pick her up again in tht
morning and take her to the Crane
United lot.
ITS no trouble, Anne, and yol
can sleep longer II you don't have
TO wait for a bus"
"All right. Dan; you're certainl,
kind"
He walked down the hallway
with her. and when they stopped al
her door he showed her the time
See. Anne? Only four minutes o.
ten. Am I a man OF my word 81
not?"
You're just marvellous" she said
laughing. and gave him her hand
And Dan suddenly drew her TO him
and kissed her.
Just as suddenly he knew he had
done the wrong thing. Anne was
not angry; he would have felt bet
ter II she had shown her anger
But she was plainly hurt. and he
said contritely. I'm sorry, Anna"
II hope you won't do IL again.
Anne said. The dark eyes were
level and calm enough. but bright
spots famed in her cheeks.
Dan said again. I'm sorry Anne
Ill remember"
He added that he hoped he had
MT made her change her mind
about riding with him In the morn
ing. You can az least trust me In
the daytime he said with n lame
little laugh.
Anne's faint smile h~eartenec
him. You said you'd remember
she said. land you're a man of youi
word. Good night"
Good night, Anne. You're q
good sport"