Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-27

down. down to the Nth he lives in
himself, and your very soul is con-
taminated. Is that what the church
asks of your
| answered no, and tried to tell him
what the Bishop had told me about
separation, but he interrupted me with
shout
Separation? Did he say that? II
the church has no right to divorce
You, what right has Il to separate
you? - oh, see what II will say
hope Of reconciliation. But If you
were separated from your husband
would you ever go back to him2 Never
in this world. Then what would your
separation be? Only divorce under
another name"
was utterly shaken. Perhaps
wanted TO believe what Martin was
saying: perhaps / did not know
enough to answer him, but / could
not help It II thought Martins clear
mind was making dust and ashes Of
everything that Father Dan and the
Bishop had said to me.
"rhen what can / do?" asked.
! thought his face quivered at that
question. He got up again and stood
before me for moment without
speaking. Then he said, with an OBJ
vious effort:
IF your church win not allow you
60 divorce your husband, and If you
and ! can not marry without that,
then"
"Yes?"
Il didn't mean to propose 4 -
God knows ] didn't, but when wom-
an when A. woman has been
forced into loyeless marriage, and II
Ia crushing the very soul out OF her,
and the iron law OF her church will
not permit her to escape from It,
what crime does she commit IL she
"well?" | asked. though saw what
he was going to say.
Mary" he said. breathing hard and
fast, you must come to me"
l made a sudden cry. though tried
not to.
ooh, know" he said. TITS not
what we could wish, But we'll be
open about 1t. Wen face II out. Why
shouldn't we? ] shall, anyway. And
IL your father and the Bishop say
anything to me I'll tell them what
think Of the abomlnable marriage
they forced you into. AS for you, dear,
know you'll have to bear something.
All tlt conventional NdnAluB ny poNfi~
sizes! Every man who has bought his
wife, and every woman who has sold
herself into concubinage--there are
thousands and thousands Of them all
the world over, and they'll try
Perhaps they'll try -" (" but let them
try. II they want to trample the life
out of you they'll have to walk over
me first--yes, by God, they viii"
But Martin"
"Weli?v
do you mean that ! $3.50 / am
to - TO live with you with
out marriage2"
No More to Say.
IT'S the only thing possible. isn't
it?" he said. And then he tried to
show me that love was everything,
and If people loved each other moth
ing else MISREPRESENTATION ceremo-
MES were nothing, the morality of So
ciety was nothing. the world and its
back biting was nothing
The great moment had come for me
al last. and though | felt torn be-
tween lore and pity, | had 10 face 1t.
Martin, | ! can't do IT,"
| said.
He looked steadfastly into my face
for moment, but ! dare not look
back. for l knew he was suffering.
You think II would be wrong? ?"
Yes"
"A SIM
/ tried to say Yes again, but my
reply died in my throat
There was another moment of ST.
lence and then, In a faltering voice
that nearly broke me down, he said:
In that case there is nothing more
to say. There isn't, Is
there2'
| made an effort to speak, but my
voice would not come
Il thought as there. was