Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-21

stein? I've seen that somewhere or
other. Now where was it?'
He knew two hours later, for he, too,
read the evening paper.
Philip sprang into bus for the Bank.
Al the Royal Exchange he would catch
a green bus for the Mile End road.
1t was almost dark when he reached
me Sank Thus far the omnibuses go
ing east were not crowded. Now the
situation had changed
Inc human eddy in that throbbing
center OF life was sending off it's swirls
to all points of the compass, and the
eastDound vehicles were boarded by an
eager crowd almost before the passen-
gers arriving at the terminus could de-
scend.
A poor woman, greatly hampered by
a baby, was struggling with others to
obtain seat in the Mile End road bus.
her swept ruthlessly aside by a number
Of men and boys. The conductor jerked
the bell-rope several times. There
was no more room.
The woman, white faced and disap-
pointed, looked around with a woe
have gladly paid for cab to take hex
to her destination, dared do nothing of
the sort, But he said:
Keep close to me. / will get you a
seat in the next bus"
''Oh, J. wish you would" she said,
with wan smile, II am SO tired.
have walked here from Shepherds
Bush"
That's Ions, way to carry baby"
what could. do? People won't
take care of children without payment.
| heard ] could get work in laundry
there, SO l went to look after it.
There's nothing to be had down our
way is there?'
Things turn up suddenly" said
Philip.
mot for the poor. my lad l fear you
know that without my telling you. But
you are young, and will soon be
man"
Her wistful tone went to his heart
Didn't you succeed at the laundry 2
he inquired.
earn nine shillings week there.
start on Monday"
isn't your husband at work?"
HE Is dead. Poor fellow, he caught
cold last Christmas, and was buried IN
January. God only knows how l lived
since. If 1t wasn't for the kindness OF
neighbors, baby and | would have
starved. I can i'll afford this tuppence,
but I can't walk any further"
well, look out now, he said cheerl-
ly Here's our bus"
AS the vehicle drew up he caught the
brass rail with his left hand, and ward
ed off assailants with the bundle un-
der his right arm:
Quick" he said to the woman, as
soon as the people inside had descend
ed Jump fn."
She essayed to do so, but was rudely
thrust aside by young man who had
paused on the roof to light cigarette.
Philip sprang onto the step and butted
the young gentleman in the stomach
with his parcel, causing the other to sit
down haeviIy on the stairs. The boy
caught the woman's arm with MS as
engaged hand and pulled her up. He
dived in after her.
"You young -" roared the discom-
ERE! Come orr of it." said the con
ductor Why didn't. ye git dahn be-
fore? Dye want a lift?"
Others hustled the protesting one out
"Confound the East End. 7 say" he
growled, as he crossed to the Mansion
House. What the deuce Lady Louisa
Morland wants to keep on sending me
imagine Anyway, I cap tell her this
time that the place is empty, and will
be pulled down next week
And thus 1t was that Philip. collided
with Messrs. Sharpe & Smiths clerk;
detailed by the aay bey met
and bumped into each other in the
whirlpool Of London Just as two ships
might crash together by night in mid
Atlantic, and draw apart with ruffled
same thing without the slightest
knowledge Of each others identity
Within the omnibus the woman was
volubly grateful. She had kindly
to Philips relatives hoping that she
might make their acquaintance.
'I'll be bound now she said, "that
you have a good mother. You can al
ways tell what the parents are like
when you see the children ldr 90 ma ,,
he replied sadly. again driven, out OF
himself by the mournful recollections
thus suddenly induced, but she is dead,
lost to me forever
Some people in the bus ceased talk
ing They were attracted by the strong,
clear voice Of the unkempt boy, whose
dietion and choice Of words were SO
outra geously opposed to his garments.
Luckily. the silence warned him, or
his new friends sympathy might have
"Poor thing! And is your father
dead. too?"
yves. He died long ago"
where do you live now?"
oh" he said, 81 have been staying
in North London, but will leave there
soon. and I have not settled anything
definitely at present. Where Is the
day. If I may. and learn how you are
getting on" w
Il will be so pleased. II is a little
place in James street.-The only one
there Ask for Mrs. Wrigley."
'Tt is lucky you understand laundry
work, or things might go hard with
you"
She laughed pitifully.
ar don'ti They asked me II / was
washer or an ironer. / thought washing
required least experience, SO / said
was a washer I am quick to learn.
and will watch the other women. II