Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-10-28

H. recognized its rnordant fang. and
hhe" that its ravages. though only iust
"esuh' would last his lifetime Notbine
o"lu S'op them now, nothing, nothing
ana ne laughed. az the Thought want
nome, laughed al the irony Of fate and
lts lhexorableness; laughed at his own
neiest and his nearness to a barred para
disc Oswald loved Edith. loved be,, ve+
win flame time would take long fo
quench' Doris loved Oswald and he
DORIS and not one of them would ever
attain the delights each was so fitted IL
ENJOY. Why shouldn't he laugh? VIVA,
IS lett to man but mockery when all props
ian! disappointment was the universe
lot and 1t should go merrily with him if
ne must take his turn at H. But here
me strong spirit of the man reasserted
itself; 1t should be but a turn \ mans
JOYS are not bounded by his loves or even
DE the satisfaction of a perfectly untram
meled mind. Performance makes a world
OF It's own for the capable and the strong.
and this was still left to him. He. Or
lahdo Brotherson. despair while his great
work lay unfinished. That would be to
lay stress on the iEeyt bic pains and
fears Of commonplace humanity. He was
not of that lk. Intellect was his god; am
this casual blight upon his supreme con-
tentment be to him. when with the wings
OF his air car spread, he should spurn the
earth and soar into the heaven of fame
simultaneously with his fight into the
open.
He could wait for that hour He had
measured the gulf before hirl and found
IL passable. Henceforth no looking back
Rising, he stood for moment gazing.
with an alert eye now. upon such sections
OF his car as had not yet been fitted into
their places; then he bent forward to his
work, and soon the lips which had ut
tered that sardonic laugh a few minutes
before, parted in gentler fashion, and song
took the place of CurSes-a ballad of love
and tondest truth But Orlando never
! knew what he sang. He had the gift and
used it,
Would his tones. however. have rung
out with quite SO mellow a sweetness had
he seen the restless figure even then cir
cling his retreat with eyes darling accu-
sation and arms lifted towards him in
wild bat impotent threat?
Yes. | think they would: for he knew
that the man who thus expressed his
| helpessness along with his convictions,
was no nearer the end he had set himself
to attain than on the day he first be
trayed his suspicious
The Hut Changes is Name.
That night oswald was taken very i'll
For three days his life hung in the bal
ance. hen youth and healthy living
triumphed over shock and bereavement.
and he came slowly back to his sad and
crippled existence.
He had been conscious for week or
more Of his surroundings and of his bit
ter sorrows as well. when one morning
he asked Doris whose face it was he had
/ seen bending over him SO often during
the last week: Have you a new doctor?
man with white ha}r and . comforting
smile or have | dreamed his face?
have had 50 many fancics This might
easily be ore of them.
NO, it is not fancy" was the quiet
reply. Nor is ii the face of a doctor 1t
is that of friend one whose heart is
bound up in your recovery; one for whom
YOU must live. Mr.. Brotherson."
I don't know him. Doris. It's q
strange face to me. And yet, it's not al
together strange. Who is this man and
why should he care for me so deeply?"
Because YOU share one love and one
grief II is Edith's father whom you see
al your bedside. lie has helped to nurse
you ever since YOU came down this second
time
"Edith's father: Doris. it can not be!
Edlth's father!"
Yes, Mr.. Challoner has been in Derby
for the last two weeks He has only
one interest now; to see YOU well again"
"Why?"
Doris caught the note of pain, if not
suspicion. in this query. and smiled as she
asked in turn:
Shall he answer that question him
self? He is waiting to come in. Not to
talk You need not fear his talking. He's
as quiet as any man I ever saw
The sick man closed his eyes. and Dor
is. watching. saw the flush rise to his
emaciated cheek, then slowly fade away
again to a pallor that frightened her.
Had she injured where she WoaIld heal?
Had she pressed too suddenly and too
hard on the ever gaping wound in her
invalid's breast? She gasped in terror at
the thought. then she family smiled, for
his eyes had opened again and showed a
calm determination he said:
81 should like to see him. ! should like
him 10 answer the question | have just
nut YOU | should rest easier and get
well faster-or not get well at all.
This after he half whispered, and Dor
is. tripping from the room, may not have
heard it. for her face showed no fur
ther shadow as she ushered in Mr.. Chal-
Toner. and closed the door behind him.
She had looked forward to this moment
for days TO Oswald. however. II was an
unexpected excitement and his voice
trenbled with something more than ply
steal weakness as he greeted his visitor
ana thanked him for his attentions.
Doris says that you have shown me
/ his Kindness from the desire you have 10
see me we'll again, Mr.. Chslloner. Is this
true"
VERY true. can not emphasize the
fact too strongly.
Oswalds eyes met his again, this time
iwith great earnestness.
you mast have serious reasons for feel
ing so-reasons which do not quite UNI
derstand May | ask you why YOU place
such value upon life which. if ever use
fd 20 itself or others. has lost and lost
forever. tue one delight which gave It
meaning?
II was for Mr. Cha,Ioners voice TO
iran, ,le now AS reaching out his hama,