Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-18
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The Princess'
Pearls
By ANNIE LAURIE,

H THEN the bells began to ripz ~
w the old church the beau,,s,1
princess ran out with a Ian.
tul of lovely pearls and threw them
all. very quickly and very gracetuur
to the swine
And the swine grunted and waey.,
their great ears and blinked tbsg,
little eyes, and the princess Iaugboa
and clapped her hands and said.
Isn't it delightful to see them" Ana
all the codrtiers stood around and
laughed softly-they pretended t5av
were laughing with the princess I'm.
they were really laughing at her
1t was so funny to them to see III.
swine wag their ears and to see tbs
princess smile at them. But III.
queen, the mother of the princess.
closed her eyes and did not laugh
She could not. for she, too, had
thrown pearls before the swine. ana
she knew that it is not so pleasar,
after while.
All this thought at a wedding III.
other day, 1t was a beautiful wed.
ding-lilies on the altar, roses at I'll,
rail, wild flowers in the chanceI, "Tba
sigh that breathed over Eden
gray haired, digniffed clergyman. SIX
bridesmaids, all in soft pink; q maid
of honor in blush pink.
Best men, ushers, little pages in
white satin knee breeches-oh. quite
the smart thing altogether.
And the mother of the bride grew
whittier and whittier, and finally, at the
end of the ceremony, shs bit her lips
to keep from crying; and the father
he laughed, and looked, oh. 50
pleased, for son-in-law is rich. very
rich, and the marriage will bring
powerful connections. The bride
smiled and smiled such a sweet, mer.
ry maidenly little smile, and she
looked up at the groom under her
iashes, and was very sweet
Pearls. | thought, pearls-and the
groom-did he wag his ears ever 50
slightly then, or did l just imagine
it?
I've known the groom ever since.
he took his first steps in rompers. He
was pink and curly and blue-eved
Just like a nice, clean. pink little pig
/ always thOught-and I knew his
father before him, big and pink and
blue-eyed. He murdered his wife
Oh, no, it was never in the papers,
no one ever put It that way: but he
murdered her just as surely as if he
had stabbed her with a dagger some.
where in the old medieval days.
she was a sweet, gentle loving
sensitive little thing, the bridegrooms
mother. She thought it was fun to
cast pearls before swine. too.
I've seen her do 1t. I've seen her
c:mp!e and blush and culver and
shrink and smile and smile, trying to
get the pink husband to know that
she was alive, and all he did was ia
grunt from behind a paper or stock
report, and he laughed at her family
and made fun OF her friends and
jeered at her ideas till she was afraid
to speak, almost.
And he was always so polite about
1t, too, and one day she just lay down
and died. / wonder If she was at the
wedding yesterday, and if she fell
sorry for her sons bride?
The son Of the father she gave
HIM
l wonder if the brides mothe,
thought OF her-there at the wed
ding-when she looked at the cruel
smirking mouth and the little, greed,
blue eyes of her brand-new son-iu.
law! Why didn't she prevent The
marriage?
Dear me, didn't she try? She al
most killed herself trying. but 1t was
no use. Daughter was "in love" OF
what she called lin love" and father
approved, and there was all thai
money and all that social prestige
too. What was the use?