Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-12-02

That's just it. It's terribly wonder
full" commented almost a reincarnation
outwardly of the old Broadway Jones.
81 don't understand" said the girl.
Nobody understands Broadway" he
told her. THE people who hate 1t don't
know why. The people who love it don't
know why It's just because it's Broad
way, Broadway"
He pronounced the name of "the great
est street in the world without long
ing. yet in the girls eyes there seemed
suspicion that he might one day be-
come a more intensified Broadway Jones.
| broadway he repeated, thinking of all
the fascination that had lain in the thing
the name stood for, to himself and to all
that would come after him
What are you thinking of" the girl
asked softly
| With q sort of sense of guilt, not at all
| justified, Broadway put the Broadway
thought behind him.
"Oh, I was just thinking what a great
thing it would be if l made a success Of
| this business"
"You are going to-" returned the girl,
| "All you must do is to keep saying to
yourself: I'm going to make success
I'm going to make a success. Keep say
ing that and you can't fail"
With quite his old humor Broadway
repeated:
| I'm going to make a success-Tm go.
| ing to make a success-Im going to make
a success. Is that what you mean?"
The girl laughed.
you must make up your mind to work,
too" she said.
That's just it, he returned. I've got
to work. Now, tomorrow I'm going to
cut the grass-Tm going to milk the
| cows-Im going to plant a lot of vege-
tables and I'm going to paint the house.
| Oh, I'll be the busiest little fellow you
| ever saw"
At the end of his speech, Broadway
stopped, and Josie said nothing. too. In
the consciousness of the two young peo-
pie there had lain the knowledge back
| of their, at times, bantering converse
| ton that all this was merely a prelude
Something was to be said that night,
and it would be said.
| Now in the sudden pause which came
to them, both realized that the moment
was now. What would be said, neither
knew, but its purport they both realized
Into the tangle of their emotions Broad
way thrust a word that rang like an
alarm warning of what was to come.
That word was:
Josie
BROADWAY is DARING.
Then neither spoke, while they looked
at one another
But Broadways courage partially
failed.
"Oh, 80 on and say it, Josie he
stammered.
WHAT" faltered the girl.
What you called me in the kitchen
you know-Broadway.
! But she did not reply. He saw that her
face was troubled. She did not appear
at all joyous young woman, waiting
for the words which convention and SEN
timent have made sacred.
| Josie" he said again. Then expert
mentally: Josie, Josie, Josie. You see,
1 dare say it." He paused again, but not
for long. The encouragement in her face
he did not see, for he was looking into
his own mind for words. Josie, I'm
the happiest man alive now. You knew
Of my supposed engagement. W. s-4.at's
all off. I've got a little business, ard
1 realize what a fool I've been. But I'll
never be a fool again. You know,
wrote out something the other day about
my needing an incentive Well, no good
man needs an incentive; but I've got one
now that will make much more than a
mere good man. III be pretty near the
best ever, Josie, If I can have the only
incentive I want. Josie, If you won't be
my incentive I'll stay right here and
work for the town anyway, but I'd
rather do that and be happy. too 10
sic, will you--will you be my incentive?
VIII you marry me?'
Confidently Broadway put out his arms
toward her with a flash of his iovial
self.
1T did pretty well for a little fellow.
didn't |, dear?" he asked, and then he
raised his eyes.
At what he read in the girls face his
arms slowly dropped and he stood star
Ing There was refusal there, and yet
it seemed almost longing, too.
81 must have made another mess of
it, he muttered. Then, little louder:
) why. Josie. I thought that that was
what you wanted l thought that when
IN the kitchen you called me Broadway
when you looked at me as you did
that maybe now that I was trying to
act the man--you'd see-you'd let me
you'd be"
Broadway finished and waited for her to
speak.
"I ought not to want should not al
low" said the girl. ut is my fault,
too because l never ought to marry you.
l can't"
. why not?" came from his tense lips.
"Oh, I can't tell you why" almost
moaned the girl.
There's somebody else2'
mo"
"Then, why not?'
mo, no, no.
"Tell me"
81 ought not to hurt YOU any more
than have done