Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-12-03
r,r,,Iira story of "Ths Great White
Way"
a. BERTRAND eAecock-
roDAY'S INSTALLMENT.

I
-,.,., .voutsite tenderness, the girl laid
- ,,non his arm, as though she
Ia ssspsge the hurt she was about to
give ouo ga
,ndtbrift." she said at last with spien-
- ,,,ra 20. her brave eyes facing him.
pors5Iy Broadway jerked out:
,xot-much-I am not.
,..s nity in the girls face now,
- che went on:
Or a.. In your blood. You will never
,-.rtrp else. Just now you think
So In TWO years from now you'll be
N.Y. st, what the plant has earned over
hove expenses on your wonderful
%nu It's in your blood, and l
know It .,, nuo,,o - BROAD
nrberes nothing in my blood ex-
. tho decent qualities you have seen
-, n the surface lately. I am not a
was once-but I see things as they
won can't help yourself" went on the
o.rI in low, moaning way, It's in your
TIood-your grandfather
cRANDFATHER'S FLING.
prosduay's belief in himself received
.ar,ertary setback His grandfather!
Urbat could the girl mean? Why, his
,,5fs+bar had been the most staid of
If he had had fault it had been
.hot he had remained in his home too
oIbssly and had paid too much attention
~ the dictates OF his wife!
oUrbat do YOU mean about my grand
,..,ar7" he asked HE was in bed
every night at 10 o'clock
r. any other persons had been involved,
ROADWAY would have had hilarious mo-
r,ant at the strange course this wooing
was taking.
oyour grandfather was spendthrift,
want IN the determined girl. 81 have
bosr told the story and know that it
truo Your grandfather, after he had
been married just two years, went to
New York and Broadway
How long did he stay" demanded
Jackson.
Two weeks.
Well there, you see.
HE didn't come back went on the
girl until your grandmother went to
New York herself and got him out Of the
Astor house, where he had room at 80
day
There.
Two weeks at $6 a day isn't much
"8UT HE CAME BACK"
But il was the attitude he took said
Josie. land for man in his position
then. and the times he lived in, it was
almost as much as spending a small for
tune would be now"
But. you see, said Jackson, he real
ly came back, after all.
ba ERrifa
him." explained Josie, and he stayed
at home after that only because for the
rest OF their lives she hSnpecked him
into staying
She was smiling through tears now.
You really wouldn't want to be hen
pecked and made man of in that way"
she said, with another of her moments
Of exquisite drollery. "A henpecked-
made-man always bears the marks Of the
pecks."
While the to him absurd quality of
what the girl was saying had not been
lost upon Jackson in the earlier moments
OF their talk Yet the real basis of her
truly feminine words had its effect upon
him There was some truth in it all.
While he, as Of a later and more sophis-
| ucated generation, might smile at that
long ago extravaganza of the Astor house
and the SO a day, he reflected that his
grandfather probably had not smiled at it.
il had been in sense deadly serious
| with him II had represented to his
grandfather the top of the Imagination,
me utmost crest of wave of willful
| loIy devilish and daring thing for a
! man Of his grandfather's period. and born
ana bred in that elemental countryside
Of long ago
ITS IN THE BLOOD"
Perhaps Josie was right. Looking back
upon his own monumental folly-which
Lao never loomed larger than today
broadway saw that heredity could ac-
count for II very easily.
Ihen into his mood, his warning mental
impulses, came the words that Josie had
spoken on the night of their first meet
ing, when she had given him the little
p"chage OF waters made in his own plant.
E@hd II down to your children. and TO
your chlldren's children and so on-and
dren? o"H 10 ms chill
She's right" he thought; IFS IN NV
no,,o- Hano down to my children? I'll
hahd them a lemon"
ana IN an agony Of spirit his head sank,
ou' even in that bitterness. he knew
sr I@' Josie had come very close IN hin,
sbo,., ma her hands lay almost upon his
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