Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-20

we'll, this is ten. You pinned to be in the midst
OF wild, solitary country where the abOminable
swish Of the sea is never heard. Very well,
this is idiotically and insanely wild-almost
dangerously so-as solitary Bond street in
August, and nearly as green as a certain
Evelyn used to be if ever l danced twice run
ming with any other man. (Do you remember
those DEAR dear days0
by the way, did tell you our nearest neigh
Dor is a farmer a mile away? How am going
to kill time till you come l can't conceive.
You know how | hate the country. l think |
shall sit under a tree all day and imagine that
your head is on my knee. At any rate, shall
attend every service at the village church to
pray t, at nothing may happen to my dearest
husband
"And so, goodbye, Darling. l will write to
you at the various places you say you will
call at on your homeward voyage and with
all my love- every little bit of it, now and
forever-Your own. BETTY.
"P. S.-Hurry, hurry, hurry, COS l wants yer
mighty badly-yes, l does, does, l do"
And again in this way:
my DARLING MILLY-Before l do any
thing else l feel l must write and thank you
for being such brick. If you hadn't taken
my fiat Just when you did, old girl, I should
have been regularly in the proverbial cart.
But Of course having been away you don't
know the circumstances which led to nv being
obliged to evacuate the untenabIe position do
you? Well, I'll tell you, If you will swear by
all you hold sacred-if there is anything in
the world you do hold sacTed-to tear this
letter up directly you have read it,
You remember that before you went away
at the beginning of the season Reggie Rawns-
ley brought a man named Worthing Val
entne Worthing, to the fiat to tea? Do you?
The man with the face of a Greek god and
the body OF a Satyr, whom we had both no.
tced got up to represent Cupid at the Car
niVal at Princes? That tea was the first of
many teas, many dinners many suppers
Il dropped Reggie Rawnsley-Gt was more
difficult than thought. The silly boy said his
heart would break, and that | had made him
loathe women How absurd that every
young man should say the same thing under
the same ctrcumstancesD and concentrated
my attention on Valentine Worthing | re-
tired from the world, gave up all engagements,
and spent my days at the fiat, and my eve
nings at places where society doesn't con-
gregate. We were inseparable. He would be
with about midday, half an hour after
his advance-guard, a florists shopIoad of
flowers. Till o'clock he would sit at the
piano. playing the most exquisite airs to me,
and singing little strange, pathetic songs that
crept into my veins and filled me with cleo
tricity and made me cry like baby.
At 8 clock the bell would ring and I would
go down and find him waiting for me in his
brougham, scented and curled, no longer the
Greek god, but an old blase man, with leering
eyes and Keen witty, blasphemous, epigram-
matte tongue. And we would dine together
and go to some out-of-theway music hall and
'HSA nave supPoL' lie "uoLe time ne WOuIu
never cease talking-tearing every good old
fashioned thing to shreds, heaping ridicule
on chastity, faith, love, honesty; pouring
scorn on the idea of a future life and grad
ually filing me with dread, loathing and con-
tempt.
Then he would drive me home, stand for
moment gripping my hand in both his own,
looking at me with eyes in which there was
kind of lurking sheer, and then leave me-
trembling, limp, disguised, with all my flesh
cockled as though a bat had touched my
mouth with its wing
But at last it had to end One night com
ing nome IN his carriage. Pouf! I
can't write ii; it makes me i'll. When I got
home packed up all my things left the KEYS
With Jane and caught the workmeu's train
they must have taken me for a mad woman.
although | must own l looked awfully sweet
with most becoming pallor on my cheeks
and my eyes wide open and very bIue-to