Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-18
By A. H. G. MITCHELL.
TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT.
1913, by International News
Service


Hello. Judge Barbee? This is
Gordon. Judge, 1 have most impor-
tant commission for you To-mor-
row morning, as soon as you go
downtown, I wish you would buy for
me the finest diamond ring there is
IN Atlanta.---Y Yes, Judge, you have
guessed it--No. Judge I can't
tell you that until I have the young
lady's permission. But If you think
hard you can come pretty near nam
ing her. l viii write to you as soon
as / have the proper consent to do
so. Please don't say a word about
it to anyone Go to the best jewel
er's. of course you will not get the
largest stone by any means, but I
want the best stone there is in At
lanta. You know. Il doesn't make
a particle Of difference as to the cost
Send IL up by express addressed to
stephen Jackson and be sure not to
use my name in any way--Thank
you for your good wishes and thank
you for your trouble in the matter
No, l can't say when | win be
in Atlanta II is all up to Her High
ness. She is the commander-in-
chief now, you Thank
you a thousand times. Good-by
Gordon had a mighty hard time try
ing to amuse himself until bedtime
He tried everything on the calen-
dar but the things that gave him
pleasure in the solitary years he had
spent in the mountains no longer
seemed to suit At last he picked
up newspaper and through force
of long habit turned to the baseball
news.
Poor old Red sox," he said aloud.
'Wallowing around in the second d.
vision. But they're not out OF the
race by any means. l would kind of
like to get In the game at that. May
be I could help some Everybody
says ! could
He threw the paper down and
walked aimlessly around the room
with his hands in his pockets.
Gordon. old boy. you're talking
foolish he continued You've got
enough on your hands to keep you
busy for awhile But the trouble of
it is you can't be with her all the
time and the hours you can't be with
her will drive you crazy. The Red
SoX can go to blazes, Ell, Gordon?
You bet your life they can"
Could Hardly Sleep.
His thoughts fitted from baseball
to something nearer his heart. He
could hardly sleep that night from
happiness.
Gordon dispatched his breakfast in
frantic haste next morning, after
which he supervised the gathering Of
the most gorgeous collection of roses
ever seen in the State of Georgia
He dispatched the flowers to Mildred
by Steve and then impatiently await
ed the ColOred boys return.
trNTbat 111 In1,a1 nd cd
Gordon Of the boy when he appeared
she done ask who sent EN-"
what did you tell her?"
"Ah done tor her Mr.. Bud sent EN-"
yes yes; and then what did she
say2"
"She say is nah name Steve, an
| All toll her 'Yessum,' and den she
| say TO me to call you Mr.. Bud no
mo- an dat All mus call you Mr..
| Gordon" The negro lad rolled up
his eyes and grinned.
wei, what then"
"Ah, jes' said 'Yessum,' Mr.. Bud.
Whatever that young lady tells
| you to do, you do; understand that,
/ Steve. II she told you to call me Mr..
| Gordon, you call me Mr.. Gordon; UNI
! derstand that?"
| ''Yessuh. Mr.. Gordon"
"Now bring me my new car, and be
| quick about it."
'Yessuh, Mr.. Gordon an she say"
Don't say she when you are
! speaking of that young lady. CaH
! her Miss Mildred"
! 'Yessuh, Mr.. Gordon, Mis- Mildred
! she say you all can come anytime.
| Mis- Mildred done rode back t de
main road In dishyere car"
"She did" exclaimed Gordon why
| didn't you tell me so in the first place.
| Get that other car in a hurry" he
! Numbered, clapping his hands. The
| distance between Gordon's home and
| the Deery bungalow is just short Of
! seven miles, reckoning the curves in
| the road. Gordon covered the dis
| lance in less than nine minutes. Mil
| bred was waiting for him at the point
where a road turned off to her house.
| Gordon jumped out of the car and
| before it came to a full stop had her
| in his strong arms.
| what do you think of me, Cor