Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-15
A Bachelor S Diary
By MAX.

l 7 wish every hungry hearted man and
woman in the world could know what
f. is 10 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 70 take a
farewell make believe tea on the
lawn. wish 1 could have been
/ spared il. for, with my sorrow over
/ her unhappiuess, my Indignation At
/ him and the fight I am making 10
/ keep down all rebellious longings, /
am rapidly getting myself into a seri-
Gus state.
u met Mrs Brown on the street
when away last week" said JACK
/ drinking make believe tea out OF
/ cup as big a a thimble.
/ To be so brazen! / wouldn't have
/ thought II Of him, ! shouldn't have
/ looked at Sally when he said II. /
should have had more sense. Bu.
men have no sense in such matters,
/ and ! cant claim credit that doesn't
:
and made no reply and when Jack, n
! his asinine stupidity wondered why
| made no answer and looked up -
| see. he found me gazing at his wife
| Tith what must have been anything
/ but a conventional tea party express
sion. And he saw that she had
dropped the cream pitcher and II was
/ broken, and that her eyes were fllsd
with tears and her face white, Al she
s4r .t,fg 10 a
/ emotion over the loss OF Z, childs
/ dish,
/ Nor did her color come back, though
Mauette said IL was all right in her
sweetest manner and her tears con-
| tinued to flow in an altogether IN
comfortable way, though Manette
/ climbed on her lap and Rugged her
and said she didn't care for the disN1
and would rather lose all Of them
a., than see Aunt Sally cry.
You are getting as foolish and
! nervous az an old woman" grumbied
| her husband 81 don't suppose a dozen
| tea sets like these cost n dollar
They don't" / agreed. But some
times we don't reckon the cost Of
| thing after it is broken"
Manette Asleep.
/ June 13-It IS midnight. and Man
cite Is asleep In her berth. Poor little
girl! / decided when | saw Richards
weeping over her, and Sarah Rae
wiping her eyes with her knuckes,
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.
Everyone acted as II she might
never come back alive, and their lugu-
/ brious expressions and tear-soaked
| farcwells made the child look fright
ened Am ! your sick baby2' she
/ asked. when we had waved the last
good bye. and Tompklns was taking
us 10 the train.
Mrs Spencer rode in the limousine
with us II was a journey OF an
hours duration to reach the little sub
urban station / had decided to take to
escape newspa per observation, and she
insisted on taking it. ! was sorry.
Manette. exhausted by the days ex-
element fell asleep In my arms with
lL Ave minutes. and / think for the
first half hour neither Sally nor l
| spoke word.
Then she began. Il have been
thinking over what YOU said, Max"
she said and ] refuse to let you
think you are right. ! need a big
brother. DO you know | haven't a
i relative In the world unless my hus-
band can be called one2 You need
sister. someone to help you with the
care Of that child, and 10 whom you
can come with all your little and big
troubles.
so II Is all settled. You are to
have no further thought Of anything
else In your head. | am your sister;
YOU are my brother. II was the hap
piest relationship | have ever known.
/ refuse TO let 1t he 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 I carried Manette to my
stateroom and then returned to the
limousine to bid goodbye to Sally
) Another Kiss.
| held out my hand. She ignored
10, and put both arms around my
neck.
ood-bye. best brother in the
world" she whispered, kissing my
check
God, II was more than mortal man
could stand ] threw my arms around
her. and when l left her a moment
r later ! am sure that ! took with me
every hope she could have had that
, my love for her was like a man feels
for his sister