Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-10-17
Copyright. 1911 Street {. smith,
tCopyright. 1911, by Dodd, Mead & Co
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.

Was Doris thinking 81 him. Cndouo'
eddy. for her eyes often flashed his way
but her main attention was fixed upon
the ROAD though no one was in sighl al
the moment Some one had passed TOT
whose return she looked, some one whom
II she had been asked to describe, she
would have called 1alI, fine looking man
Of middle age. of cultivated appear
ance seldom seen Ina This small manuIac-
turing town. seldom seen. possibly, IN any
town He had glanced nap . the WIN
dow as he went 10y. ln manner TOO
marked not to excite curiosity. Would ne
look up gain when he came back she
was waiting there TO see Why, she dld
not know She was not used 10 indulg
ing in petty suggestions Of this kind. her
life was too busy. her anXietes TOO Keen.
The great dread looming ever before her,
the dread Of that hour when she must
speak.-left her very little heart for any
thing associated with this coming event.
For a girl OF seventeen she was unusually
thoughtful Life had been hard in this
little cottage since her mother died, or
rather she had felt it's responsibilities
keenly.
Life itself could not be hard where Os-
valid Brotherson lived. neither TO man,
nor woman The cheer OF some natures
possesses divine faculty II 81 can help
no other way. 1t does so by the aid OF
It's own light Such was the character 81
this mans temperament The cottage wa 8
q happy place. only-she never farhomed
the depths of that only II i'm these days
she essayed at times TO DO So, she gave
fun credit 10 the Dread which rosa ever
before her-rose like a ghost She, Doris
led by inscruts bic Fate, WAS waiting 10
hurt him who hurt nobody whose mere
presence was blessing
But her interest had been caught to-
day, caught by this stranger and when
during her eager watch the small mes
senger from the Works came 80 the door
with the usual daily supply Of books and
magazines for the patient she stepped out
on the porch 10 speak to him and Ia
point out the gentleman who was now
rapidly returning from his stroll up the
road.
who is that johnny" she asked you
know verybody who comes to town
What is the name Of the gentleman YOU
see coming"
The boy looked. searched his memory
not without some show of misgiving
plshment / must pot neglect SO plain
q duty"
'itah mt sue was SiI ISElluE TO mo
words in face OF that great Dread She
had written Dear Miss Chalioner and
was staring in horror at the soulless
can not she murmured. 81 can
not think what to say
Shall ! help YOU came softly from
the bed I'm try ana not forget that
II is Doris writing
III YOU viii be so good. she answered
with renewed courage Il can put the
words down II you will only find them
for me ~
Write then; Dear Miss Chaloner'
have already written that"
Why do YOU shudder?"
II m cold. I've been cold all day But
never mind that Mr. Brothersou Tel
me how to begin my letter"
This way. i've not been able tc
answer your kind letter because have
had 10 play nurse for some three or four
weeks to very fretful and exactine pa
tlent' Have you written that"
No, said Doris, bending over her
desk TIL her curls fell in tangle over
her white cheeks. II do not like to, '
she protested al last, with an attempt al