Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-14

| warren, setting hlmseH Dy
the library table Beats
scouting around with any New Year :
! Eve crowd all hollow"
+, TT does. doesn't it," Helen drew
nearer her work basket Dear our
! evenings at home are always the
best. Think of how much money we
] spent last year-and what did we get
| out OF it?"
| Rotten headache the. next day"
| TT does seem so foolish" with an
! air OF superiority, for people TO
and spend lot Of money just be-
cause it's New Years Eve. You'd
think
NV. who in the devils that?
TN answer 1t, putting down her
( embroidery AMI going over to the
/ phone. Yes? On-Hello!
Not a thing-we've decided to have
quiet evening al home on
/ you're downstairs? on. MOI II
/ Walton speak to Warren"
! IT'S Mr. Stevens, she whispered
as Warren took the receiver. They re
downstairs in the car and want us
to 60 out with them.
Hello old man! Why. ]
guess not: We thought wed cut 1t
out this year Which way
did you come? Up Broadway? Pret-
~ much of a crowd? Well hold the
wire a minute"
Placing his hand over the receiver,
Warren turned to Helen,
See here. they just want US to
drive around town a bit. They say
It's not cold and there's a big crowd
out What do you think"
BAT, dear" began Helen, protest
ingly. Il thought we we're
"All right" speaking into the phi one
for when Warren asked Helen S
opinion it was only Ito give him time
to make up his own mind. Well be
right down"
| But Warren, I'm not dressed
We'll. hustle into anything. Wei
not get out Of the car
Although she hated to be hurried
! Helen could dress quickly. and in d
few moments she was ready.
The Stevenses had driven arounc
/ the block, but the car drew up again
as they came down.
4 THE SAME INTENTION.
We were going to stay in this
evening, too admitted Mrs Stevens
as Helen settled herself under the fur
( robe beside her. But Henry got res
tive Will you be warm enough in
I that?" feeling Helen's rather thir
,ost. Henry's fur coat is right there
under the seat"
! AS 1t was growing colder, Heller
was glad to slip it on.
Uptown the streets we're quiet. Blu
a. they sped down Broadway they
I ran into the New Years crowd There
was nothing new, nothing different
, from what 1t had been last year oil
the year before--the same ear-split-
ting horns, bells and whistles.
! Helen wondered how any one coult
get W, the enthusiasm year after year
to take part in this pushing, crowd
ing street hilarity.
In spite of the extra force of police
men, the crowd overlooked the side
walks into the streets. barring tn,
progress of the cars, whose constant
ly squawking horns added to the gen
eral din.
Cant get through that crush" 70,
now the people were massed blacl
| ahead. Getting cold, anyway" grum
bled Mr.. Stevens. wed better go II
somewhere and see what's doing"
"Oh, but we can't get a table now
can WEI" ventured Helen. Every.
things engaged"
Not this year. Not when Wal
Streets broke" declared Warren "rl
wager we can get table anywhere.
How about Maxwells?' Mr.. ste.
vsns suggested. That's right above
here"
When they drew up before Max.
| Wells Helen left the car reluctantly
!
nor In the mood for this place.
Tickets, sir" demanded the heac
waiter, as they entered.
No. we haven't a table reserved
See If you can get us one" and Mr.
Stevens slipped him a bill
TN see what | San do for you. sir.
The next moment he had taken ;
reserved" card from one of the mos
desirable tables in the room and seat
ed them with a flourish.
That shows they're hard put
laughed Mr. Stevens. Last year yol
couldn't have touched this table will
q two-spot. Why, there's 10 Hillard,
rising to speak to some friends at s
table just back of them.
We'll. what'n we have?" asked
Warren.
We're serving only a special sup
pS-, hNe hoiA'iS 81 PAoiV' NoAuh
teered the waiter. distributing tn,
gayly decorated supper cards.
The devil you are! Why didn't yo,
tell us that when we came in?"
Each supper includes a pint o
champagne. sir" conciliated tn
waiter.
THE BEST OF 1T.
But. dear, we don't want supper, d.
we- whispered Helen.
Might as we'll see 1t through. nov
we're here. How about it, Stevens?
as Mr.. Stevens now returned to .hei
table. They're serving only FIVE
dollar supper. Shall we stay7"
"why. yes Not much doing now
but guess they'll whoop 1t up later"
There was n special cabaret pro
gramme, and the stage at the end o
the dining room was profusely deco
rated with holly and colored lights
Blu. the atmosphere OF festivity SCENE,
forced.
mo. it's not nearly so lively as 4
was at Chambers last year" observed
Mrs. stevens when a song and dane,
trio had finished their turn with onl,
a feeble ripple Of applause.
Told you wall Street was broke.
was down there last week love
those brokers are a blue lot! They'll
not spend much tonight. Hold or