Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-07

last what had become of him. He
had died of distemper soon after /
was sent to school His master had
buried him in the back garden, and,
thinking ! should be as sorry as he
was for the loss OF our Comrade, he
had set up a stone with an insCrip-
ton in our joint names-all of his
own inditing. 1t r9n-he spelled it
out to me
"HERE LICE WILYAM ROOFUS
WRECKTED BY II OLE FRENS
MARTIN CONRAD AND
MARY O'NElLL"
Two big binding beads came into
my eyes at that story, but they were
soon dashed away by Martin who
saw them coming and broke into the
Vernacular I broke into it, too
(hardly knowing that the well of my
native speech was still there until ]
began to tap IT'D, and we talked Of
Tommy the Mate and his "starboard
eye" called each other "bogh mill
ish,' said things were "middling.'
spoke Of the "threes (trees) and the
'tunder" thunder), and remembered
that our Big Woman was "A wicked
devil and we wouldn't trust but she'd
burn in hell"
How we laughed We laughed at
everything; we laughed at nothing;
we laughed until we cried; but | have
often thought since that this was
partly because we knew in our secret
hearts that we were always lowering
on the edge Of tragic things.
Martin never once mentioned my
husband or my marriage, or his let
tiers to my father, the Bishop and
Father Dan. which had turned out 50
terribly true, but we had our serious
moments for all that, and one Of them
was when we were bending over "a
large chart which he had spread ont
on the table to show me the course Of
the ship through the Great Unknown.
leaning shoulder TO shoulder so close
that our heads almost touched, and I
could see myself In his eyes as he
turned to speak to me.
you We're little under the
weather yesterday. shipmate what
was the cause OF it,"
"Oh we we can talk nj
that another time, can't we" an-
swered, and then we both laughed
again, goodness knows why. unless
il was because we felt we were on the
verge OF unlocking the doors Of each
others souls.
Oh, that joyful, wonderful, heart
swelling day! But no dag ever passed
so quickly At half past six Martin
said we must be going back, or
should be late for dinner. and q fcNr
minutes afterWard we were in the
launch. which had returned TO fetch
US
had had such a happy time on tho
ship that az we were stcaming off
kissed my hand 90 her, Whereup0u
Treacle. who was standing at the top
of the mpanion, taking the colnpl-
ment to himself, returned the salute
with affectionate interest. which sent
Martin and me into our last wild
shrek Of laughter
The Return Trip.
The return trip was just as delight
ful as the coming out had been.
everything looking different the other
way round. for the sunset was like
great celestial fire which had been
lighted In th9 western sky and the
big darkening city seemed 10 have
turned its face to a..
Martin talked all the way back
about scheme he had afoot for go
ing down 10 the region OF the Pole
again in order TO set up some ma
chinery tina, was 10 save life and
otherwise serve humanity and vhilo
sat close mp 10 him, looking into Ms
flashing eyes-they were stiII as blue
as the hlueSt sea - said. again fnl
again How SPLENDID! HOW Klor-