Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-28
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OF studs and links.
This reminded Philip that there was
still good deal of shopping to be
done. He was about TO leave the room
for the purpose, when the valet said:
Another portmanJeau has arrived for
monsieur. viii you be pleased to I'M
lock it?''
No" said Philip, 'it must rema'A
He smiled at the thought of the SEN
sation his tattered rags and worn boots
would make in that place. Yet, just
week ago, he passed through the street
outside, bound in the pitiless rain for
Johnson's News, and bent on suicide.
More Shopping.
He walked into Regent street and
maze a number of purchases, not forget
ting some books. A double silver
mounted photogra phi stand caught his
eye. 1t would hold the two best pic
lures he possessed Of his father and
mother, so he bought II. He also ac-
quired a dispatch box, in which he
could store his valuables. both Jewelry
and documents, for he had quite a num-
Der of receipts, letters and other things
to safeguard now, and he did not wish
servants prying eyes to examine every
thing belonging to him.
When alone in his room he secured
the album and locked THAI special port
manteau again, after slowing therein
the letters found beneath Mrs. Anson's
pillow soon his mothers dear face
smiled at him from a beautiful border
of filigree silver. The sight was pleas
ant 10 him, soothing TO his full mind:
In her eyes was a message of faith, of
trust, of absolute confidence in the fu-
ture.
1t was strange that he thought SO
little of his father at this time, but the
truth was that his childhood was passed
so much in his mothers company, and
they were sc, inseparabie during the last
two years that memories of his father
were shadowy.
Yet the physiognomist would have
seen that the boy owed a great deal
of his strength of character and we'll
knit frame to the handsome, stalWart
man whose name he bore.
Philip loved his mother on the COM
pensating principle that persons Of op-
posite natures often have an overpow-
ering affinity for each other. He re-
sembled her neither in features nor in
the more subtle traits of character.
After dinner the excellence of which
was in no wise diminished by lack of ap-
probation on his part he undertook a
pilgrimage of curiosity to which he had
previously determined to devote the
evening.
He wondered INCREASINGLY to whom he
was indebted for the good meals he had
enjoyed in prison. Now he would en-
deavor to find out.
A hanson took him to Holloway, but
the first efforts of the driver failed to
Star Hotel"
AT last Philip recollected the warder's
added direction-"opposite."
=. He dismissed the cab and walked to
pc saw small restaurant called the
Star It's titular embellishments were
due to the warder's gift of humor.
He entered. A woman was knitting
at a cash desk.
Until yesterday" he said, '.you sent
food regularly to a boy named Arson,
who was confined in the prison.
Yes" interrupted the lady, 81 on'y
heard this mornin' that he was let OUT
paid the bill? I suppose it was paid?'
overpaid,' was the reply. "You see,
the pore lad was remanded for a week,
an Mr. Judd. a man o lives in the
for is weeks board. Have We heard
wot happened to 'im?'
Philips heart was in his mouth, but
he managed to answer that the boy was
Al right; there was no charge against
him Then he escaped into the street.
The one man he had forgotten was his
greengrocer friend, who had indeed act
ed the part of the Good Samaritan.
There was some excuse for this, but
the boys Astounding good nature would
admit Of none. He FASTENED to Earring
ton road with the utmost speed and
found his fat friend putting up the
shutters OF his shop.
The restaurant next door was open.
Philip approached quietly.
Good evening. Mr.. judd" he said,
holding out his hand
Good evenin', sir" said the green
grocer, his eyes revealing not the re-
hottest idea of the identity of the smart
young gentleman who addressed him
SO Familiarity. x
Don't you know me. Mr.. Judd?"
We'll. sir, l can't exactly bring to
Il suppose the good fare you provided
for me at Holloway has so altered my
appearance, that you fail to recognize
me again?'
n""Woti Ye don't mean to s'y Ere,
Eliza, this young gent is the lad | was
atellin' you of. Remanded till Satur-
day, you was. l saw in the piper last
night. Well, there, I'm done!"
BY this time Philip was inside the
shop, and the stout greengrocer and his
equally stout spouse were gazing open
mouthed at this we'll dressed youth who
had supplanted the thin tatterdemalion
so much discussed by them and their
neighbors.
Judd and the restaurant keeper were
the only men in the locality who could
claim acquaintance with the boy whose
strange proceedings as reported in the
newspapers made London cape. In
deed, both men had been interviewed
by police and reporters many times
They were living links with the mar
Vicious, pedestal Of common stone for
an aerial phantasy
And now. here he was, back again,
dressed like a young gentleman, and
hailing Judd as a valued friend No
wonder the greengrocer lost his breath
and his power of speech.
But Philip was smiling at him and
talking.
You were the one man out of many,
Mr.. Judd, who believed in me, and even
stuck up for me when you saw me led
oh Ia
be imprisoned on a false charge. | did
not know until an hour ago that l was