Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1909-08-13

Mrs. Walters lifted the r1Imy, fragile nat
from the spick-pan box and uttered a little
ecstatic cry. She placed the expensive dream
upon her head and stood IN rapt silence before
the mirror She nodded the dangling, purple
ostrich plume and coqueIed with the other Mrs.
Walters in the mirror. What artists the MILL
thought flashed into her mind, causing
her to smile. She would go upstairs ana ex-
bibit the new hat before Prof. Augustus. lie
didn't care greatly for creations and ostrich
plumes and heron feathers, II was true, out
surely he would recognize the true beauty. OF
this.
''The best preserved specimen or the strierer
TegeAn architecture was unearthed at Dellpoiis
by Schlegelswartz in 1862 read Prof. Augustus
Then he cackled sloud and snapped MS fingers
"Augustus!" interrupted soft voice from the
doorway. "Augustus-lOok"
The professor blinked up az MS pretty young
wife. EYES. dear" he answered, Il was Just
reading from SchelgeIswartz. HIS wonderful
researches in Macedonia entitle bin
'But, Aug stus," persisted MIS-. Walters,
pleadingly waving the rakish purple plume,
''don't you notice anything haven't you
something TO say to me, dear"
The professor blinked rapidly. have you
brought me the book on Thessalian vesrlbuIesT
Dc you want me to read to you about SchIegei-
swartz, whose epoch making work
"Oh, 1ear-oh, bother schIegelswkartz:''
moaned Mrs Walters. II wish all Greece would
sink into the sea! wish 1 was dead!'' win
a gesture OF despair she flung the costly nat
upon the table and, leaving Prof. Augustus 10
blink and pIzzle ever the mystery OF woman,
fled downstairs.
OF what was absent-mInded archaeSo-
gist for a husband? or what account a
Partisan dream Of a hat by the side OF
broken pillor Of old Sparta? II she were while
and cold and dead. with arms chopped orr above
the elbow like Venus di Milo, then her nus
band might care for her. Mrs. Walters bowed
her dainty head upon her dresser and found
the good solace Of tears.
Fifteen minutes later she was reused by
shriH clatter in the street The DaDDle or
many voices sounded through the windows AM
there were jeers and loud, shr1ek1ng laughter.
tumult. Mrs. Walters arose ana went :he
front door. A hundred urchins, messengers
and policemen had gathered IN front or the
house. A TALL square figure WRs passing IN
hecdlngly through the crowd. On the head
the figure was the dainty, extravagant Partisan
dream Of hat; under its arm was another
great, drab book. The figure Prof.
gustus.
'.Why. Augustus!'' she cried out ''wnat IN
the world are 70 udoing wearing my new spring
HAITI"
characteristics OF Doric cOIumns-f0r y0ur
birthday. That's what you meant, my DEAR
know"
But il isn't my birthday" pouted Msr wal
tiers. nearly in tears again. And 1 donr
want any Greek tombstone DoOks-and why
arc You wearing my hat?
The professor reached up and grasped the
wonderful, purple plumed hat. on ne muir
INJURED, where did l get this absurd thingy''
After Mrs. Walters pulled him through the
door. he sat In the half-dark hall ana began
reading about the temple OF Janus on page
sign, nestled down IN his lap.
''IU was good of you 10 think II was NY
birthday, anyhow. dear, she whispered.