Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-28


can be acquired with very little delay,
for two thousand six hundred and fifty
pounds. The legal and other charges
Will not exceed one hundred and fifty
pounds. We trust, ETC."
Philip Immediately wrote:
Il am greatly obliged by your
promptitude in the matter Of Johnson's
News and the shop. I inclose check
herewith for two thousand eight hun
dred pounds. The purchase of the other
houses can stand over for a few days"
This he dispatched by special mes
senger, and in a few minutes he held
a formal receipt.
u TELEGRAM came for him 1t
~ was from Mr.. Arlington.
"Can see you after at my
house"
Then Philip enjoyed his first real
breathing space during hours of day
light. He went by train to the cemetery
in which his mother was buried, car
rying with him beautiful wreath.
1t was a remarkable fact that this
was the first visit he had paid to her
grave. During the days OF misery and
partial madness which followed her
death he had never lost the deIusion
that her spirit abided with him i'm the
poor dwelling they called home
Hence, the narrow resting place be-
meath the green turf in no wav an
pealed to him But now. that a suc
cesSlon of extraordinary external events
had restored TIE balance of his mind
he realized that she was really dead
and buried; that what he revered as
her spirit was in truth fragrant mem
DRY; that he would be nearest to her
mortal remains when standing in the
remote corner of the burial ground al
lotted to the poorest of the poro-those
removed by one degree from pauperdon
and parish grave.
His Mothers Grave.
1t happened, by mere chance. that
since Mrs. Anson's funeral no one had
been inferred on one side of the small
space purchased for her. There were
three. vacant plots here, and sur
prised official told Philip there would
be no difficulty in acquiring these for
the purpose OF erecting a suitable mon
ument.
The boy filed in the necessary forms
there and then. 1t was some consola-
ton to know that he could perpetuate
her memory in this way, though he had
formulated another project which should
keep her name revered through the
ages.
On the site Of Johnson's News should
arise the Mary Arson Home for Des-
titute Boys. He would build a place
where those who were willing to work
and learn would be given chance, and
not driven, starving. and desperate, to
pick UP an existence in the gutter.
He was too young to devise all the
details OF such splendid institution,
but, he had got the idea and would
possess the money. He would leave
the practical part of the undertaking to
older heads.
The one essential feature was that
generations yet unborn should learn to
love and honor the name Of Mary An.
son. provided that were achieved, he
knew the work would be successful.
Soon after leaving the cemetery he
came face to face with Bradley, the DO
liceman. who was in plain clothes, and
walking with a lady, obviously Mrs
Bradley, judging by the matronly man
ner in which she wheeled perambula-
| tor containing a chubby infant
well, I'm blowed! cried the police
man, who would have thought Of meet
ing you! l looked in at the news last
night but you had gone. Someone is
looking after you pretty well; eh?'
He cast patronfzing eye over Phil
| ip's garments. which were, Of course,
considerably smarter In appearance than
him on Thursday evening.
Yes" said Philip, Il am In good
hands now"
They haven't given you a watch?"
This anxiouSly.
mo, i am watchleSs."
That's right. You'll have one soon
The inspector has your address BY the
way, he wants to know your Christian
name"
Philip"
Thanks, won't forget"
Philip raised his hat and took the
quickest route westward. He did not
count on being recognized so easily
Mr.. Abingdon received him with some
degree of reserve. The magistrate could
not understand the receipt of a letter
bearing the address of the Pail Mall
Hotel, a place where he had been en-
tertained at dinner occasionally by one
of his wealthy friends but which was
far removed from the limit imposed on
the pocket of any man whose resources
depended on the exercise of an ordinary
profession.
Telling His Story
But Philip still figured in his mind
as ragged urchin. Not even the
skilled police magistrate could picture
him as the actual owner of millions OF
pounds worth of portable property.
Hence, the boys appearance now told
In his favor. Cursory impressions soon
yielded to positive bewiiderment when
Philip began to relate his story faith
fully from beginning to end, neither ex-
aggefatlng nor SuDprpSSing auy salient