Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-05
American Sunday Monthly Magazine Section
A Song of Sixpence
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way. As a matter OF tact, he himself was
one of the directors of the brick works where
Mr.. Morton held forth as superintendent.
You have an account here, Miss Moran"
he inquired, solicitously.
"No-I-havent Emmy admitted
the fact with a certain sense of shame as
though she had in some way fallen short of
what was expected of her. Borden turned
to the clerk.
Let Miss Borden have anything she
wishes, he commanded, then bowed and
passed into the next room. Emmy sat
down. She seemed all of a sudden to have
attained an added value in the eyes of the
young woman who had been waiting on her.
She once more tried on the grey buckskin
ties They fitted to perfection
Shall send them?" the girl asked, and
took out her pad. Emmy gave her name
and address, mechanically. The ties were
fivc-hfty. She was lost.
There was certain element in Emmy
Moran's nature which made her an cx-
tremist. She knew that she could as easily
pay bill of five hundred and fifty dollars
as one of hve-hfty. She forgot all about
Katie, amorously taking up the time of
Harvey Cook in the hardware department.
She seemed to have become, all OF a sudden,
person of importance. From the shoe
department she assembled to the hosiery
counter, from there to the readV-madc
suits and so on to the hat counter She
was in the store nearly two hours. Katie
thought she had gone home. When Emmy
started up Main Street she had bought
goods to the value of eightv-seven dollars
and fifty cents, and hadn't the remotest
idea how she was going to pay for them. 1t
had been one grand deirious, sartorial
spree, and now that she had come back to
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be delivered at all, nor did she much care.
The excitement of buying-buying, with
never a thought of the priCc-of the eternal
Can afford it, or Haven't you some
/ thing Cheaper?' had intoxicated her; now
that it was all over the material results
seemed of but slight importance.
/ She arrived at home Just in time for dinner
and ate in subducd silence. Something in
her fathers forbidding manner warned her
that he must never know of her mornings
/ escapade. Her mother was huttering be-
tween laughter and tears at the thought of
Katie's coming wedding, and was trying to
inspire some enthusiasm in the dull soul of
her liege lord, but he, concerned with the
installation of a new brick machine, refused
to respond, and, lighting his pipe, hurried
back to the factory.
At four-thirty the yellow delivery wagon,
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bespoke the Borden store, stopped at the
door and delivered a variety of packages,
all consigned to Miss Emily Moran. Her
mother was astonished. She thought there
must be some mistake, but Emmy reas-
sured her. Just a few things | got,
mother" she said, and, assisted by Katie,
conveyed them to her room.
/ When the great secret had been impaired
to Katie, the latter looked at her sister in
undisguised admiration well, Emmy,
you certainly have got nerve!" she gasped,
and assisted her in trying on the new hncry.
The suit was perfection. 1t had cost fifty
dollars, and made of Emmy new being.
The hat, at fifteen, was a creation. The
shoes, the waist, the silk stockings, all
added to the marvel. When Mrs. Moran
came into the room she did not at first
know her daughter. Then she sat down on
the bed and began to cry.
/ Emmy explained to her the circumstances
but she refused to be comforted. AT first
she was sure that Emmy had gone wrong
| it was a not uncommon fate of girls in their
walk of life, and when the true state of
affairs was finally made clear to her, she
was scarcely less perturbed Your father
will be furious" she walled. "He will
never pay the bill-never Oh, Emmy,
how could you-how could you?" The
magnitude of the sum appalled, her. Poor
woman, in all her life she had never spent