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 to explain. He started
the car. backed it onto the road,
and headed it 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 I set' What am !
Why do I want a thing 1 daren't
hope for?
What con I hope for? I wish ]
knew. ....."
Plaintive. .forlorn. the song
Of a lonely heart. And Anne's
vioce. low and sweet and tremu-
lousy exciting, carrying right into
hts blood.
Why do I try to draw you near
me?
Why do I cry?-you never hear
me.
I'm a poor fool, but what can I
do?
Why was ! born to love you?"
The wind rushed past them. whip
ping az his hair before 1t fled carry
ing the last echoes OF her song with
To- Dan felt contentment-a con
tentment curiously mixed with the
STRINGS Of voiceless longing and
unrest.
Why do I want the things 1
daren't hope for?
That was the thing that life was
lived for. he told himself-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 De sung TOP"
He said simply, staring straight
ahead. L love TO hear you sing"
And Anne turned on him a Curl
Gus smile at the strange emphasis
IN his voice; but he was still look
ing away and missed IL.
She began:
I'm q dreamer-aren't we all?
Just a dreamer-aren't we alp
and sang IL through to the end.
And not once did Rorimer turn his
eyes from the roadway ahead OF
them. He was thinking that he had
heard a voice like hers before. over
the radio. A contralto who sang
ballads and blues" with a smooth
case and lowness that made YOU
shut your eyes and imagine things
Only. Anne's singing was not 50
trained: not SO professional. ri had
he thought. striving for the
right word. an uncaptured qrclitI
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 the
cushioned seat. eyes half-closed. III
she gets a break" he said 70 him
self. she'll 60 a long way" Pro-
vided. OF course, the camera and
the microphone did not do strange
things 10 her; that had been known
10 happen.
They were on her street now
and when he stopped the car IN
front Of her apartment he asked II
ne might pick her up again in the
morning and take her to the Grand
United lot.
Its no trouble. Anne, and YOU
can sleep longer II you don't have
70 wait for a bus
"All right, Dan; you're certainly
kind"
He walked down the hallway
with her, and when they stopped at
her door he showed her the time
See, Anne? Only four minutes oil
ten. Am / a man Of my word OF
no.?"
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 lie 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"
Il hope you won't do II 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 at least trust me in
the daytime" he said with a lame
little laugh.
Anne's faint smile heartened
him. You said you'd remember"
she saids land you're a man OF your
word. Good night
Good night. Anne You're q
good sport"