Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-25

her sleeping ey elids, so that when she
awoke to the laws of life the rnys-
teries of sex cid not startle or appall
her
Awakened Rudely.
But sex in me had been awakened
rudely and ruthlessly. Married with
out love, l had been suddenly con
tronted by the lower passion. What
wonder that [ had found it brutal and
barbarous?
That's it, my child! That's it! /
know, ! know"
Then he began to blame hims aff
Tor everything. saying it was all his
iault and that he should have heI5
out longer. When he saw how things
stood between me and my husband. h.
should howe said to my father to the
blsaop, and 10 the lawyers, notwith-
standing al their bargainings: This
ma IFlaGe mast not go on 1t will lead
to disaster. II begins to end badly
But now II is all over my child
and there's no help for it,"
! think the real strength of nv re-
slstance to Aunt Bridget's coarse ridi
Guile and the advocates callous re-
monstrance must have been the Nom -
DRY of my husbands threat when he
talked about the possible annulment
OF our marriage. The thought Of that
came back to me now, and. half
afraid. half ashamed, with ffutter-
ing of the heart, / tried to mention IL,
Is there no way out?" ! asked
What way can there be-" said Fa-
Their Dan. God knows I know what
pressure was put upon you; but Won
are married, you have made your
vows, you have given your promises.
That's all the world sees or cares
about, and in the eyes of the law and
the church you are responsible for all
that has happened
With my head still buried in Father
Dams cassock. ] got it out at last.
But annulment. Isn't that posi-
BILE under the circumstances? /
asked PA
The good Old priest seemed to he
too confused to speak for a moment.
Then he explained that what | hoped
for was quite out of the question.
Il don't say that in the history Of
the church marriages have not been
annuiled on equally uncertain
grounds, but in this case the civil law
would require professionalism 70
Justify nullity Failing that there
would have to be collision either on
one side or both, and that Is not pos
sible-not to you, my child; not to the
daughter of your mother, that dear
saint who suffered so long and was
silent"
The Lot of Women.
More than ever now | felt like
ship broken man with the last plank
sinking under him The cold myste-
rious dread of my husband was creep
ing back, and the future of my life
with him stood before me with start
ling Vividness. In spite of all nv
struggling and fighting of the night
before, / saw myself that very night,
the next night, and the next. and
every night and day of my life there
after a victim of the same sickening
terror
Must ] submit, them" I said.
Father Dan smoothed my head and
told me in his soft voice that submits
sion was the lot of all women 1t al
ways had been so in the history Of the
world, and perhaps it always would
be.
Remember the epstle we read in
church Yesterday morning. Wives
submit yourselves to your hus-
bands"
With a choking sensation in my
throat, | asked if he thought ! ought
to go away with my husband when he
left The island by the afternoon
steamer.
81 see no escape from it, my poor
Ghlid' Ihey sent me to reprove you.
can 40 lilal' put nelthef can en-
courage you TO resist. It would be
wrong. IT wouId De cruel. 1t would
ohig lehu you INTO Iuftner trouble"
MY NOUN lell parched, put con-
IIIVGu 70 say
me-"
God knows | can't"
Although do not love this man,
must i've with him as his Wife,"
II Is nara, very hard, but there
seems to be no help for it,"
rose TO my feet, and went back to
the window. wild impulse of re-
oeilion was coming over me.