Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-02
Seeking a Hus-
band
By CONSTANCE CLARKE

TNO-DAY was my birthday. And
think things are so very strange
in this big. wonderful world
Dick sent me a gift, actually sent ma
something 1 had been wanting for age,
too and I debated such long timo
about keeping it after the way I bad
treated him.
You see, Dick didn't know how he
was acting at the time. A man is sucb
funny thing ana Dick has besr
brought up to regard women as inferior
He has always treated his mother and
sisters as though they could never de
eide things for themselves, and [ sun
pose his wife will have the same +hns
to look forward TO. But I'm not going
to be his wife. although did keep The
pink coral set. I had 1t on when tbs
bell rang about o'clock and was
curled up in mothers room on the c1r,ch
with a bad headache when Mary cam.
up and told me Dick was here. starr.
ed up and my head throbbed warningly
and then I flew over to the mirror IN
see II I looked well enough to go down
My cheeks were very pink, and nv
eyes lOOhtu que TO I1e nedOarha
but, Of course, he would never know
that 7 pulled the pink coral earrings
down a little lower, fiuffed up my hair
and then went down to the library as
calmly as though Jack had run in TO
call. Jack had sent me FIVE pounds Of
candied fruits and l think they had
something to do with my headache
If To-
chairs and L came IN so softly he didn't
hear me. Then I said, Hello, Dick
Morris; weren't you nice to come and
see me on my birthday"
why, you have grown q. mustache."
I gasped, as he Jumped UP and turned
around Just think how long II is
since I've seen You. Did you have
nice trip abroad7'
Yes, but I got home for your birth.
forgive me If 1 brought the corals"
They're adorable" conceded, but.
Dick. we never quarreled, so there's
really nothing to forgive. Let's forget
about it, and do tell me where you ror
them"
There's a story attached to them
he said. grinning. The incest thing
about Dick is his grin; there is some
thing so sheepish about it, like a little
boy caught stealing jam. I will insist
that men are all grown-up boys, and
the more boyish they are the NOR.
like them.
"Whas kind OF q story% asked
eagerly conscious of the fact that I
could see myself to advantage in the
mirror opposite and wondering If Dick
noticed how the pink. of the corals
around my throat and the tiny pink
drops in my ears brought out the faint
flush in my cheeks.
Il bought them in Venice" he said
slowly and they belonged to a youne
Italian girl Of very high lineage. Tn
story goes that they will bring great
luck to the one who wears them if"
he stopped
We'll" 1 said. please go on"
IF they are put on by the one who
has purchased them"
THAT means that you must put them
on me yourself?" I queried. hastily slip
ping off the necklace and unfastenins
the earrings.
Exactly" he said lightly. And then
We both stood up Under the big center
light, and l felt like a story book hero
Inc.
Dick fastened the corals around my
throat, ana then pushed back the mar
from my ears for him to fasten on the
earrings. AS I stood with my back 10
him for a minute, I happened to look
in the glass, and Dick was holding the
earrings against his mouth. I turned
quickly.
why did you do that?" I had never
known Dick to be the least bit senti-
mental.
1T belongs to the story" he said,
little unsteadily
-
went on. II think 1t is a perfectly
fascinating idea" Then he fastened
them on. and his fingers trembled so
that he bungled dreadfully.
Dick has grown very serious since ne
went abroad. Do you know, don't be
lieve he told me the truth about thoss
corals.