Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1909-10-05
The Brass
BOWL
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But the cab was there; and within 1t
the girl was waiting for him.
The driver. after taking up his fare, had
at her direction drawn over to the further
curb. out OF the fringe OF the rabble which
besieged the St Luke building in, con-
stantly growing numbers. and through
which Maitland. too impatient to think OF
leaving BY the basement exit. had elbow
ed and fought his way in an agony OF
needed no difficulty.
He dashed round the corner, stopped
short with a sinking heart. then as the
cabby's signaling whip across the street
caught his eye, fairly hurled himself TO
the other curb. pausing at the wheel
breathless. lifted out of himself with JOY
70 find her faithful in this ultimate in
stance
She was recovering, whose high spirit
and recuperative powers were TO him
then and always remained a marvellous
thing: and she was bending forth from
the body Of the hanson TO welcome him
with a smile that in a twinkling made
radiant the world 20 him who stood in a
gloomy side street Of New York at 3
o'clock OF q summers morning-a good
hour and a half before the dawn. For
I'D there in the tower Of the skyscraper
he had as much as told her OF his love;
and she had waited; and now-and now
he had been blind indeed had he failed to
read the promise in her eyes. Weary she
was and spent and overweight; but
there Is no tonic in all the world like the
consciousness that where one has placed
ones loves. there love has burgeoned in
response. And despite all that she had
suffered and endured. the happiness that
ran like soft fire in her veins, wrapping
= F@n~ - faA
deepened the color in her cheeks and
heightened the glamour in her eyes.
And he stood and stared, knowing that
IN all time TO no man had ever woman
seemed more lovely than this girl to him:
q knowledge that robbed his mind OF all
other thought and his tongue OF words.
so that TO her fell the task Of rousing
him
Please" she said gently-"piease tell
the cabby 10 take me home. Mr.. Matt
land"
He came TO and in confusion stammer-
ed: Yes. he would And he climbed Ut
On the step with no other thought than
10 seat himself at her side and drive away
forever. But this time the cabby brought
him TO his senses, forcing him TO remem-
Der that some measure Of conference was
demanded even OF a man in love.
Where TO. sir?'
'Eh. what7 OH" And bending 10 the
girl: Home. you said
She told him the address, number on
Park avenue. above 34th street, below
I'D He repeated il mechanically. unaware
that IL would remain stamped forever on
his memory indehbly-the first personal
detail that she had granted him; the first
barrier down.
He sat down. The cab began to move,
and halted again. A face appeared at the
apron-Hickey's red and moon-like and
not lacking in complacency; for the man
counted Of profiting variOusly by this
nights work.
Excuse me. Mr.. Maitland. 'ud'-touch.
ing the rim Of his derby-"yeh too.
ma'am, fr buttin' in"
Hickey demanded Maitland suddenly.
IN q tone Of smoldering wrath. what the
what do you want7'
'sYeh told me tub call round tomorrow
yeh know. When1l yeh be in?''
t'rI leave a note for you with Ola
San. In that aII7'
'Yep-that is. there's somethin' else
.sweUT'
Excuse me for mentionfn' IT, but 7
didn't know-lt amt generally known. yeh
know, nd one uh tn boys might we heard
me speak tub yer lady by name nd might
pass IL on 20 a reporter. What
means this hastily. as the Matt
land temper showed dangerous -indica-
tions OF going into active eruption:
Il s'pose yeh don't want me tub mem
ton Z yeh're married. jes' yet? Mrs.
Maitland here" with nod to her,
didn't seem tub take kindly tub the M