Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-11-16
BY BERTRAND BABcoCk.
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.


Judge spotswood had met Broadway
and Wallace at the station and had es-
corted them to the Grand" hotel They
had declined his invitation to dinner as
they wished to wash up''-the judge 5
/ expression. Broadway had registered at
the hotel as II, Jackson" the Judge told
his wife rs she set her what not" in
order and rearranged the rather ugly fur
niture that had come from a New Haven
department store. She wanted every
thing to be "slicked up" before Jones and
Wallace arrived for the evening.
Charley Gilrov, the hotel clerk, got off
a good one" concluded the country law
Yer as he narrated Broadways arrival to
his wife.
She began to laugh in anticipation.
Il had to laugh. too" drawled the judge
in his gentle voice You know Gilroy's
very witty. He's from Bridgeport"
We'll" demanded Mrs, Spotswood
sharply
We'll, what" returned the Judge NOV
ing his fingers dazedly through his white
hair
What was Gilroy's good one?" She
asked
"Oh. see, Nom. I'm so worri-think-
ing of Well, anyway, Broadway's friend
wanted to know if they could have their
supper served in their room. and Char
ley asked them If they wanted him to &c
up ana feed them"
Mrs, SpOtswood ignored the wit of the
man from Bridgeport She wanted tc
know II Broadway had said anything
about selling the plant, how he looked, II
| he really were going to be married as
''old Miss Smyth" had said
| She couldn't learn much from the Judge
as he and the two friends had not talked
much. Broadway had merely said that he
wanted to close up his affairs and gel
| back to New York
| Then turning from his wife to his
daughter Clara, pretty, dark girl OF
nineteen, the judge asked her to go tc
Josie Richardson's house Josie was L
be invited to drop in at the judges dur
| ing the evening.
Clara was Just going TO the door OF
| her way out when the bell rang She
opened the door. A young man whom
She recognized as Broadway stood there
another with him Broadway asked fol
| the judge. Clara at the giggling age, tit.
! tered promptly. Then:
He's waiting for you. Right in tbs
parlor. Don't you remember me, Mr.
Jones?"
FRIENDLY GIGGLES.
a return to prosperity had driven from
the mind and face of Broadway all care
! He allowed himself to give way heartily
| to his really friendly feeling
! wen. what do you think Of that? Why
! you were a little girl the last time | saw
YOU" he exclaimed and presented Wal
lace.
Clara giggled and the naturally steri
and serious features of Wallace relaxed
He gazed al Clara in sort OF dumb won
dering appreciation OF new element il
his life and then responded with tn
nearest approach to a giggle that Broad
way had ever seen In him.
Lingcringly. Clara left the house, an,
lingeringly Wallace followed Broadwa.
INTO the parlOr.
The greetings We're hearty and homely
Mrs Spotswood and Wallace were soon OF
the most friendly Of terms.
For the supposed grief of Broadway a
the loss Of his uncle, Mrs. Spotswood wal
quickly sympathetic.
1T was all over very sudden, WASH
| it, she asked.
\ vision of Mrs Gerard crossed tn
memory OF Jackson.
"Eh?- Wharf.-The stammered suspi
cious eye upon Mrs. Spotswoods face.
GREATLY RELIEVED.
! 81 mean about your uncle said tn
! mOtherly soul
cob. yes, yes, too bad" the relieve,
Jones answered heartily.
In her best company manner the tw
friends We're asked by Mrs. Spotswood j
they wanted a glass of milk and SOM
cake