Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-11-08
A FRIENDS EFFORT.

FRIENDS EFFORT.
Close 10 he hour at which Robert Wal
| ACE had lett fBroadway's dinner a GER
tain astute parsonage connected with
Spearys, but whose official title was
not press agent" had gone to one of
Speary's telephones. lie had called six OF
seven numbers, among them 1000 Beek-
man 1000 Bee,;man and 900 Beekman.
Soon after his series 81 conversations.
several keen-eyed young men were watch
ing the sc2ue IN the private dining room
from corners Of Railways and balconies
So 1t was that the next morning Wal
lace, in an idle moment after closing a
contract, read fairly accurate account
OF what FAD occurred at the now FAMOUS
dinner after ne had left Long as he
! had known Broadway Jones, The stories
astounded him. Like many Of the guests
Of the previous n'gat. he mad Thought
that here was merely another OF the
famous punches" The next moment he
had put the JOKING possibilities aside and
was certain thar Broadway was cut OF
his senses. He finished by not knowing
what TO thnk aud took The subway 10
the house which Jones had rented at
the commencement Of making his rarll.
Rankin, the butler. had read the pa
pers. too, bur he had little 10 add TO
mitted Jones in the NOR nug anu mad
been told that as the day vas Thursday
Broadway was not be called VI til Satur-
day.
Wallace sent Rankin to his master
The butler reported back thai he Rad
aroused Broadway, the latter Lad called
fer the newspa pers and d whisky soar.
and was even tuen dressing.
While IN d bitter state Of mind Wal
lace sat waiting. there was au agitateG
ring of the doorheu
IF It's newspaper reporter, tell HIM
that MI Jones is out Of town" oroered
Wallace.
MRS. GERARD CALLS.
few moments later Mrs Gerard
pushed past Rankin into the room, Tea
traces of the previous evening upon her
heavily rougeG cheeks.
Tell Mr.. Jones I'm here and waiting
10 take him Tor a spin through the parl,
she S; ID to the butler. say to him that
it's a glorious morning.
Then. seeing Wallace sitting gloon lily
in his chair. she wished him Good
morning. to which he responded shortly
and gloomily.
You didn't wait for the announce
ment last night" said size What 90 YOU
think Of it," Then, as he didn't reply
II say, what do you think Of our en-
| ga gement?"
What do you think Of ito" causticuly
| Again came the high falsetto which
! Mrs. Gerard had used on 5he previous
! evening, as emotion Of any sort seemed
to send her voice sQueakirg into an up
! per register-one that showed tie wear
OF age
I'm the happiest girl in New York "
she piped.
At his biting burst of laughter, She
drew herseif ~, but he assured her that
his mirth Vas caused by Something
| that hopuencl years ago" She was re-
lieved as 'mcther always called her
silly child"
your mother! Is your mother stiu
alive burst from him in astonishmenl.
why. Of course answered Mrs. Cor
ard. She had ten childreU-tiye boss
ana FIVE girls I'm the youngest of the
girls. The baby. they always called me"
II suppose most of the boys are still
going to school" satiricallr
"Oh. no; they are all married"
a QUESTION OF AGE.
Foolish youngsters"
"Oh [ don't know, ! married my first
husband when I was eighteen. That's
twenty long years ago
Mrs. Gerard had said this brat ely. but
there was ar astounded pause "a tire
part Of Wallace. az the end of which
he exclaimed:
You don't mean to tell me tnat
you're"
she put one withered finger to her ar
officially REDEEMED lips.
"Sh," she almost whispered. That's
only between US. / don't tell my age 80
every one. How old are you. Mr.. wal
Lace"
Not muscle of his face moved as he
replied:
TN be twelve in October"
\ hewilderad look crossed the old rose.
fatuous face Of the triple widow Final
ly she laughed.
"Oh, l see" she said, you want me
to add about twenty to that"
To Be Continued IN Mex. ,seue