Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-13
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TO-DAY'S INSTAELMENT.


In Zurfch--in the olden days"
began Inky-and then there was a
whirlwind Of pillows and impreca-
tfons that woke the men who had
been acting like nothing in this world
so much as peevish boys.
I'm hi of a peacemakeri" ex
claimed Nevil Ingraham-while Tom
and Packy went down below to see
what luck they would have with the
closed doors
Il say, old girl say, Carrie-this
this is all NONSENSE swear to you
I'm entirely innocent this time" .
was Packy's plea-but Tom only
wrote a brief note and tucked 1t under
Racie's door. Young love knows high
prfde-and there seemed little hope
that either Racie or Tom would meet
the other half way.
And since the doors remained OBJ
stinately shut, the men tiptoed away
at last, baffled.
Then Emily's door opened cautious
ly, and a blue wrapper topped by a
head in curl papers poked its way
cautiously out.
Whats that.' asked brown
wadded bath robe; and Carrie Pack
ard came out to join Emily
only me Aren't you nearly
starved, Carrier"
mo, 7 couldn't eat. I'm being
eaten, though, by mosquitoes Where
are the men,
Somewhere on deck. But, Carrie,
where is-shef"
His Note.
TN there, 7 suppose. She couldn't
leave before daylight" said Carrie.
And while they were engaged In
their speculations Racie had found
Toms little note and was reading it
with saddended eyes that saw some Of
the facts Of life she had not learned
at any school but life's own.
This is the second time you've
bolted the door against me: there
won't be any third time, Tom"
Racie stood silent a. moment, with
that note in her hand. Emily Frost
had fallen on a saucer of applesaune
and between spoonfuls she asked Car
RE, the leader of her class, for advice.
"Carrie-what are you going to do ?"
AS soon as it's light get some #
the sailors to row me ashore. 1t
doesn't take long to get home from
New London"
Emily Frost stiffened-she replaced
the empty saucer-and tried one OF
rich yellow custard. Go home and
leave Charles on the boat with that
woman? Never!"
'Emily-don't be goose. Don't
you know she won't stay after we go?
The boat is the very safest place YOU
could leave Charlie now
And after you're home, Carrie.
what them" asked Racie, timidly.
That's not so easy-but l think !
shall call on my lawyers"
Racie was frfghten-d-and sat on
the center seat twisting the note IN
her fingers.
I've done lot Of thinlsing-be-
tween fighting mosqu,tces-and I've
come to the conclusion that there's
no use IN half measures Packy and
I've been as good as divorced this
long while. ."
"As bad as divorced, you mean, Car
rie," amended Emily.
eff you like well-it's no
use side-stepping facts. I've realized
at last that Pm not the sort Of a wom-
an who is likely to hold Packy-and
so why should I go on trying to keep
him hitched up when he wants to
break away"
Emily swallowed a rlouthful Of Gus
tard hastily. why? Because it's good
for him"
Have you found much satisfaction
In being good for your husband, En-
ily?"
I've had the comfort of knowing
that I've done my duty by him. said
Emily, with relish-though whether
of the custard or of her own fine fla
vor of. virtue it would have been hard
to guess, \
But has he found much comfort III