Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-18
Face Deadly White.

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MY husband and ] went into the
dra wing room, and as we stood TO-
gether on the hearthrug ! caught "A
glimpse OF my face in the glass over
the mantelpiece. il was deadly white.
and had big. staring ewes and look
of ia ded sunshine. | fixed afreSh the
pearls about my neck and the dia-
mond in my hair, which was much
Cisordered.
Almost Immediately the other car
riages returned. and relatives and
guests began TO pour into the room
and offer us their congratulations
First came my cousins, who were to-
much troubled about their own be-
draggled appearance to pay much at
tention to mine. Then Aunt Bridget,
holding on to her half-moon bonnet.
and crying:
You happy. happy child! But what
a wind! There's been nothing like IT
since the day you We're born.
MY father came next like gale or
wind himself, saying:
I'm proud of you. gel. Right proud
am. You done well.
Then came Lady Margaret. VINO
Kissed me without saying MANY
words. and finally large and varied
company of eavly dressed friends and
neighbors. chiefly the "aristocracy' of
our island who lavished many I'M
necessary "ladyships'' upon me. a. II
the great name reflected a certain
glory upon themselves.
I remember that as | stood on the
hearthrug with my husband. receiving
their rather crude compliments.
vague gayety came over me, and
smiled and laughed. although my
heart was growing sick. for the "a
feet of the wedding service WAS
abbing away into cold darkness like
that of a night tide when the moon
light has left il.
1t did not comfort me that my hus-
band, without failing in good man.
ners, was taking the whole scene ana
COMPANY with certain scarcel*
yelled contempt which l could not
help but see.
And neither did it allav my uneasi-
ness to glance at my father where n
stood at the end of the room. watch
ing. with a look of triumph in his
glistening black eyes. his proud guests
seeming to saw to himself. They r.
here at last. I've bet them! Yes, by
gough. I've bet them!
Many time since have wondered
if his conscience did not stir within
him as he looked across at MS dauGh-
ter in the Jewels of the noble house
he had married her into-the pale
bride with the bridegroom he had
bought for her-and thought OF the
mockerv of a sacred union which he
had brought about TO crafty his
pride. his vanity. perhaps his revenge
But il was all over now. | was
married to Lord Raa. In the eyes
equally of the law. the world and the
church. the knot between US was ire
voca blv tied.
Memorandum by Martin Conrad.
am no mystic and no spiritualist.
and l only mention it as one of the
mysteries OF sympathy between far
distant friends, that during a part of
the time when my dear one was going
through the fierce struggle she de-
scribes, and was dreaming of frozen
regions and of broken pen, the ship
sailed on had got itself stuck fast
in a field OF mack ice in latitude IS
under the ice barrier by Charcot Bay.
and that while we were lying like
HELPLESS logs cut off from commune
cation with the world. unable TO DO
ANYTHING but sroan and swear and
Dick our heels in our hunks at every
fresh grinding OF our crunchins sides
my own mind. sleeping and waking.
was forever swinging back with a
sort Of yearning prayer To my darling
not 10 yield to the pressure which
fel- 50 damnablv sure was being
brought to bear on her NJ. c.
To Be Continued To. morrow.