Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-15
How Hall Game in "The
Woman Thou Gavest Me,
His important Novel on
he Problem of the Mod
ern Marriage Relation,
Now Being Published in
HEARST'S MAGAZINE,
Shows the Tragedy of the
Awakening of a Wife
Who Is No Wife.

N
portant novel, 1.-THE Woman Thou Cav
/ est Me-" now being published in
usarsts Magazine, the figure of "The
other Man" in the life of his loveless
beroine begins to take the centre of the
stage,
The distinguished English novelist, in
bis remarkably frank and yet wholly rev.
orent exposition of the problem of the
modern marriage relation, has taken as his
heroine Mary ONeill, gentle, convent
bred girl, whose ideals of marriage are the
highest In her ignorance, she is sold as
wife by an ambitious father to Lord Raa,
a prohigate nobleman, whose marital ideals
are Of the lowest type. On their marriage
night the wife awakens to the knowledge
Of what she has done and repulses her
husband After an extraordinary scene
the two agree to live together on the sur
face as man and wife, but in reality as
none Lord Raa, chatting under what he
calls the farce" of their relations, be.
comes infatuated with his wife's old friend,
Alma.
While Mary is smarting under the hui
Mutations her husband heaps upon her,
Martin Conrad, "the other man" whom she
really loves, but whom she does not vet
know she loves, comes upon the scene.
What will happen to the loveless wife
now?
In the following excerpts from the cur
rent and preceding instalments of "The
Woman Thou Gavest Me" the character of
Conrad is plainly shown The problem is
the most interesting and unusual that has
appeared in any great novel for years.
from 1.-THE Woman Thou Gavest Me-" bv
Hall Cane, now being published in
HEARST'S MAGAZINE. Reprinted by
permission of HEARST'S MAGAZINE.)
I REMEMBERED what my mother had
said of her little Mary being always
little lady, and felt crushed at the
thought that 1 was. about to be whipped
before all the village children.
AT home had been protected If only by
my mothers tears, but here l was alone,
and felt myself to be so little and helpless.
But just as my lip was beginning to drop,
at the thought Of what my mother would
suffer if she saw me in this position of in
fanny, and I was about to cry out to the
schoolmistress, Don't beat me! Oh!
please don't beat mel" a strange thing
happened, which turned my shame into
surprise and triumph.
through the mist which had gathered
before my eyes | saw boy coming out of
Jhe boys class at the end of the long room.
II was Martin Conrad, and l remember
Inat ne rolled as he walked, like old
tommy the gardener. Everybody saw
sharp voice:
Martin Conrad, what right have you
70 leave your place without permission?
10 back sir, this very moment"
instead of going back Martin came on,
ana as he did so he dragged his big soft
nat out of the belt of his Norfolk Jacket
ana pulled it down hard with both hands
on his head.
go back, sr!" cried the schoolmistress
ana l saw her step toward him with the
.ahe poised and switching in the air, as If
ABOUT to strike
ne boy said nothing but just shaking
n.IISeil IKE big dog he dropped his head
ana Outted at the schoolmistress as she
approached him, struck her somewhere in
aue waist and sent her staggering and
sdSPlhg against the wall.
men, without word, he took my hand,
40 something that belonged to him, and
oefore the schoolmistress could recover
W eI breath or the scholars awake from
L,99ei astonlshment, he marched me, as If
Io niue stocky figure had been sixteen
TALL IN stately silence out of the school.
was never sent back to school, and |
n meafu mat Martin, by order of the butcher.
was publicly expelled.
was stunned 1t was Just as if the
ne W o- WV "a
Nh Ihat night, and during the greater
pat' OF the following day | felt with
INV quiie knowing why, as if l were liv-
tb6 gnuer the dark cloud of a gathering
~, tt,lerStorm. Hence it was not altogether
b Iie pllnd leading of fate that half an
~ al oeiore Ave Maria l entered the church
H., Ioe convent which the Reverend Mother
"' W, given me the name of.
Ioolien aWoke as from a dream, and,
dor.n ionglngly back at the dark corridor
U,om w winch the nuns had disappeared I
tbo4 turning to go when l became aware
ANA young man was standing beside me
' S,S ling into my face
out his hand. '''N $40
so %roUnthte,thing in the voice made me giddy,
hIe Hius IN the blue eyes made me trem-
looked at him but did not speak.
P soit You know me Mary?" he said.
nv ~ as II a rosy veil were falling over
su,ao aaCe and neck. A flood of Joy was
It was. '0usn me- AT last l knew VINO
mat y was Martin Conrad. grown to be a
with q. tall, powerful, manly man, but
Of ~ Ie same face still-an elusive ghost
love. lace used to look up to and
Mac minutes later we were out on the
nerve III front of the church, and with a
ing r,a Iush OF joyous words he was tell
49, what had brought him to Rome
the 60 your! he said. you look Just
are chn l knew you instantly. Yet you
changed, too So grown and $3.50
'hderfully'- " "