Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-13
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From the play By Anne Crawford Fleruer,
now running at the Comedy Theatre New York
City; Copyright. 1918, BIZ international News
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TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT.


TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT.
"In zurich-in the olden days"
began Inky-and then there was a
whirlwind of pillows and impreca
tions that woke the men who had
been acting like nothing in this world
so much as peevish boys.
I'm a HI of a peacemakeri" ex-
claimed NeviI ngraham-while Tom
and Packy went down below to see
what luck they would have with the
closed doors
'T say old girl say, Carrie-thls
this is all NONSENSE swear to you
I'm entirely innocent this time"
was Packy's plea-but Tom only
wrote a brief note and tucked it under
Racie's door. Young love knows high
pride--and there seemed little hope
that either Race or Tom would meet
the other half way.
And since the doors remained OBJ
stinately shut, the men tiptoed away
at last, baffled
Then Emily's door opened cautious
ly and a blue wrapper topped by
head in curl papers poked It's way
cautiously out.
whats that" asked a brown
wadded bath robe; and Carrie Pack
ard came out to join Emily.
"Only me. Aren't you nearly
starved, Carrier"
mo, I couldn't eat. I'm being
eaten, though, by mosquitoes. Where
are the menu
Somewhere on deck. But, Carrie,
where is--she?"
His Note. /
"In there, I suppose. She couldn't
leave before daylight" said Carrie.
And while they were engaged in
their speculations Racie had found
Toms little note and was reading 1t
with saddended eyes that saw some Of
the facts of life she had not learned
at any school but life's own.
This Is the second time you've
bolted the door against me; there
won't be any third time. Tom"
Racie stood silent a moment, w: y
that note in her hand. Emily Frost
had fallen on a saucer of applesau =,
and between spoonfuls she asked Car
rie, the leader OF her class, for advice.
"Carrie-what are you going to do ?"
"As soon as it's light. get some {
the sailors to row me ashore. 1t
doesn't take long to get home from
New London"
Emily Frost stiffened-she replaced
the empty saucer-and tried one OF
rich yellow custard. Go home and
leave Charles on the boat with that
woman? Never!"
"Emily--don't be a goose. Don't
you know she won't stay after we 60?
The boat is the very safest place you
| could leave Charlie now"
And after you're home, Carrie
what them" asked Racle, timidly.
That's not so easy-but ! think
shall call on my lawyers"
f1acie was fr!ghten -ti---and sat on
the center seat twisting the note in
her fingers.
1--WE done a lot Of tninking-be-
tween fighting mosquito es-and I've
&C me to the conclusion that there S
rr use in half measures Packy and
I've been as good as divorced this
long while. ."
"As bad as divorced, you mean, Car
rie," amended Emily.
IF you like Well-it's no
use side stepping facts. I've realized
at last that I'm not the sort of a wom-
an who is likely to hold Packy-and
so why should I go on trying to keep
him hitched up when he wants to
break away?"
Emily swallowed a riouthful Of Gus
tard hastily. why? Because it's good
for him"
Have you found much satisfaction
In being good for your husband, En-
ily?"
1--WE had the comfort of knowing
that I've done my duty by him." said
Emily, with relish--though whether
of the custard or Of her own fine fla
vor of virtue it would have been hard
to guess.
But has he found much comfort in
.