Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-09-23
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TOopyflght. I5U4, by EDWARD J. CI0de
TO-DAY'S INSTALLNIENT.

But the cup of sorrow is seldom left
half filed. Barely had the widow
settled down to a hopeful struggle on
behalf Of her beloved son than a
quarrel between partners led To the
sale of the firms business to a linn
tied liability company. Economies
were effected to make way for sala-
ried directors. Philip was dismissed,
with several other Junior employees,
and the stable yard was marked out
as "A suitable site for the storage of
coal required by the local factories.
This development took place early
in the new year and the new com
pany allowed Mrs. Arson to occupy
her tiny abode until the last day Of
March. II was now March 5, and how
the widow and her son had lived dur
ing the past two months the doctor
could only guess from the gradual
depletion of their little store OF fur.
nituTe.
II was odd that such an intelligent
and WELT woman should be so
| completely shut of from the rest Of
the world. and his first question to
Phil sought to determine this mys-
terry.
Surely" he said. there is some
one to whom you can appeal for help.
Your father and mother must have
had some reIatives-even distant
cousins and If they are written to,
a friendly hand may he forthcoming.
Philip shook his head. The mere
taste of food had provoked a raven
Gus appetite He could not eat fast
enough The doctor stayed him
Better wait a couple Of hours, Phil,
and then you can take a hearty meal.
That's the thing ! like to see such
prompt obedience, but you certainly
have wonderful self-cOntrol for one
so young. l may tell you, to relieve
present anxieties, that a few en-
plOyees of your fathers firm have
guaranteed the expense Of Your moth
er's funeral, ana they also gave me
a sovereign to tide you over the next
few days"
Funeral! The word struck with
sledge- hammer force. Phil had not
| thought Of that. He remembered the
dismal pOmp of such events in this
| squalid locality, the loud sobbing of
women, the hard faced agony Of men
| the frightened curiosity Of children.
| His mother SO dear, so tender so
| soft cheeked-the bright. beautiful,
| laughing woman Of their life in
| Dieppe-to be taken away from him
! forever and permitted to fade slowly
| into nOthingness i'll some dreadful
! the flowers she loved, For the fret
/ time he understood death. When MS
| father was killed his mother was left.
| Anxious tending on her dispelled the
| horror of the greater tragedy. Now
| all was lost. The tears that he hated
were yelling forth again, and he saw
| agely hit his lip
The Letter.
| You have been-Very gOod-tO us,
! doctor" he forced himself to say. n
| ever-I can repay your
There there. not a word. Bless
my soul, yours is a difficult case"
Again the doctor tackled his glove.
! He glanced at his watch.
-Four o'clock. | am an hour late
on my rounds No. Phil Don't 60
/ upstairs. There are some women
! coming Wait until they have tended
your mother. And-one last word.
! II viii do you no good TO keep vigil
| by her side. Best think of her as
! living, not dead. You Will be CRATE
! full for my advice in after life
The women arrived c.arse but
! kindly hearted creatures. one Of
them gave the boy packet of let
| ters
Il found EN- under the dear lydy's
/ pillow she said. Neither poverty
! nor death robbed Mrs. Arson Of the
respect paid 10 her by all who came
! in contact with her
He sat down. united a string which
/ bound the letters together and looked
at the address on he tiT.t envelope.
Il bore his mothers name and re-
cent postmark. Wondering GOlefullv
/ what CORRESPONDENCE she could have
had during these later months thnt
demanded such careful preservation,