Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-06
Seeking a Hus-
band
By CONSTANCE CLARKE.

TT seems a year since last night, and
in the hustle 81 saying COCO bye TO
n the crowd / didn't see Dick alone
single minute And when | got up 70
the den ! was too excited 70 think so
] got right into bed and closed ms
eyes and ! thought Ia never go 70
sleep. People in love don't, az rule
ltut guess / must have been very
tired, because ! fell asleep almost as
soon as my head touched The pillow.
And / dreamed about him. ! can't re-
member much beside a whirl Of wind.
ANYWAY. we seemed 10 be sailing away
on two clouds and every time DICK
came anywhere near me called out
please don't come any nearer, DICK,
but he didn't pay any attention; he just
tried 10 bump his cloud into mine ana
was sure we'd both be killed. Ana
then suddenly there was cloud with
a big headlight coming straight for us,
and | wasn't bit afraid and tried TO
sail my cloud right into II. and II came
nearer and nearer, and 1t was so bright
and II kept getting brighter and bright
err and suddenly / woke mp and found
81 was the sun shining through the pink
cretonne curtains right on 70 my pillow
Such funny dream. thought. as !
yawned and smiled at.mysef In the mir
ror on my dressing table And then mp
came Mary with tray and q, big. box,
''Oh, Mary" said. you shouIdp't
spoil me like this
But Mary laughed and forgot all
about my breakfast tray when ! hsld
the big box in my arms.
Americans Beauties ] sighed softly.
as 1 lifted them out and held them
against my hot cheeks. And then J
reached for the tiny white envelope and
promptly forgot everything else in the
world.
"A kiss upon each petal-Dick.' were
the only words written on the card
But Dick had no business to send me
all those kisses. and so perhaps
ought not TO keep the roses, and then
laughed at myself oh, | was so happy
ana held the roses in one arm all tan
gled ~ in the lace of my night gown
and balanced my coffee cup with the
other and just laughed and laughed.
And everybody IN the world seemed to
be laughing The sun kept grinning and
irving to poke his yellow fingers through
the window pane, and mother was hum
ming a soft little tune downstairs, and
] was Peggy Dean, and yet | was quite
different Peggy. the Peggy used
to know never felt like this And then
! wondered what | would do when he
came. and ] began 10 wonder II were
not just a little bit too happy.
Could 1 be? And then ! tumhled out
az bed and looked at myself in the
glass I'm afraid ! looked too radiant,
never knew any one to stay as happy
as that and yet it wasn't very much
10 wish for, Just 70 be happy
"Do YOU think | could be, MOTHER |
said. breathessly rushing dow nstaIrs
with my hair an tumbling into my eyes.
and forgetting that she wouldn't know
what was talking about
Gould he what Peggy"
"Too happy | said. backing out Of
The room Mother has such very keen
eyes sometimes Some one I know told
me once that Il was an easy matter TO
read right into my soul. and the things
that she read weren't a bit nice, and she
is so very wonderful and wanted her
TO like me So very much that | have
never quite forgotten about It.
"pid Dick send the Towers said
mother, not looking w from her work,
Yes ! assentcd, pausng In the door
way
"Apd tha's why you're happy" she
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