Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-15

! wish every hungry hearted man and
woman in the world could know what
it is to love and to have the love Of
a child, and in that way forget many
things"
A Farewell Tea.
June I've start tonight. and
Jack and Sally came over TO take a
farewell make believe tea on the
lawn. wish ! could have been
spared it. for, with my sorrow over
her unhappiness, my Indignation At
him and the fight ] am making TO
keep down all rebellious longings,
am rapidly getting myself into a seri-
Gus state.
Il met Mrs Brown on the street
when away last week" said Jack.
drinking make believe tea out Of 4
cup as big as a thimble.
To be so brazenl ! wouldn't have
thought it Of him ! shouldn't Nav"
looked at Sally when he said 1t. I
should have had more sense. BIZ.
men have no sense in such matters,
and I can't claim a credit that doesn't
belong TO me So | looked at her,
and made no reply, and when Jack, N
his asinine stupidity wondered why
made no answer and looked up 10
see. he found me gazing at his wife
With what must have been anything
but a conventional tea party express
sion. And he saw that she had
dropped the cream pitcher and it was
broken. and that her eyes were filled
with tears, and her face white, as she
apOlogized To Manrtte, an unusual
emotion over the loss Of child 9
DISH
Nor did her color come back, though
Manette said It was all right In her
sweetest manner, and her tears con
tinued 10 flow In an altogether un
comfortable way. though Manette
climbed on her lap and Rugged her
and said she didn't care for the dict =
and would rather lose all OF them
than see Aunt Sally cry.
You are getting as foolish and
nervous as an old woman" PTumbled
her husband Il don't suppose dozen
tea sets ike these cost a dollar"
They don't" ! agreed. But some O.
times we don't reckon the cost OF a
thing after # Is broken"
Manette Asleep.
June 13.-It Ia midnight. and Man
cite is asleep in her berth. Poor little
girl ! decided when saw Richards
weeping over her. and Sarah Rae
wiplng her eyes with her knuckles,
and the cook and the maids looking
as II at a funeral with Tompkins as
the undertaken. that we have all been
loving her too much.
l. nh
never come back alive, and their lugu-
brious expressions and tear soaked
farewells made the child look fright
ened. Am / your sick baby" she
asked when we had waved the last
good bye. and Tompkins was taking
us to the train.
Mrs. Spencer rode in the limousine
with US. 1t was a Journey Of an
hours duration to reach the little sub
urban station I had decided to take to
escape newspaper observation, and she
insisted on taking IT, ! was sorry.
Manette exhausted by the days ex-
element, fell asleep in my arms with
IN five minutes, and | think for the
first half hour neither Sally nor /
spoke a word
Then she began Il have been
thinking over what you said, Max"
she said, and I refuse to let you
think you are right. l need big
brother, Do you know | haven't a
relative in the world unless my hus-
band can be called one2 You need a
sister, someone to help you with the
care of that child, and to whom you
can come with all your little and big
troubles.
so 1t Is all settled You are to
have no further thought of anything
else in your head. ] am your sister,
you are my brother. 1t was the hap
piest relationship I have ever known.
/ refuse TO let II be spoiled by your
silly notion that you may not care
more for me than you should"
Not another word was spoken. We
reached the station. and the train
pulled in. ! carried Manette to my
stateroOm. and then returned to the
Limousine TO bid goodbye TO Sally.
Another Kiss.
held out my hand She ignored
It, and put both arms around my
neck
Good bye, best brother in the
world she whispered. kissing my
cheek
God, II was more than mortal man
could stand. / threw my arms around
her and when | left her a moment
later | am sure that / took with me
every hope she could have had that