Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-19

" 7 HEN the blshop ana fathef
Nv Dan arrived the bell was
rung and we went to break
fast
We breakfasted In the new DINING
room. which was now finished and
being used for the first time.
II was gorgeous chamber be-
blazoned with large candelabra, huge
mirrors. and pictures in gold frames
resembling the room II was Intended
to initiate. yet not resembling IT, as
woman overdressed resembles a we'll
dressed woman.
My father sat At the head Of his
table with the bishop. Lady Margaret
and Aunt Bridget on his right and
myself. my husband Betsy Beauty
and MIR. Eastcliff on his left. The
lawyers and the trustees were mid
way down, Father Dan with Messy
Macleod was at the end. and a largo
company Of our friends and neigh
bors. wearing highly -colored nswers
on their breasts and in their button
holes, sat between,
The meal was very long, and much
Of the food was very large-large
Ash, large roasts of venison veal
beef and mutton, large puddings and
large cheeses. all cut on the table and
served by walters from Blackwater
There were two long black lines OF
them--a walter behind the chair Of
nearly every other guest.
All through the breakfast the
storm ragged outside. More than once
Il drowned the voices OF the people a
the table. roaring like a wild beast in
The throat OF the wide chimney swirl
ing and lashing and leaping at the
outside Of the walls like lofty waves
breaking against a breakwater. and
sending up a thunderous noise from
the sea itself, where the big bell OF
st, Mary's Rock was tolling like a
kneIl
Somebody--it must have been Aunt
Bridget again-said there had been
nothing like It since the day OF my
birth. and II must he fate"
"Chut. woman!" said my father,
Were living in the twentieth GEN.
fury. Who's moulding with such ould
wife's wonders now"
He was intensely excited and his
excitement betrayed itself as usual
In reversion 10 his native speech.
Sometimes he surveyed In silence,
with the old masterful lift OF his
eyebrows. his magnificent room and
the great guests who were gathered
within II. sometimes he whispered TO
tho walters 10 he smarter with the
serving of the dishes. and sometimes
he pitched his voice above the noises
within and without and shouted, In
country fashion, to his friends at
various points OF the table 10 know
how they We're farlng.
How are you doing, Mr. Curphy,
tir?"
Doing we'll. sir Are you doing
well yourself, Mr. O'Neill. sir"
Lord "a massy, yes, sir. I'm always
doing well, sir"
Never had anybody in ELAN seen
90 strange n mixture of grandeur
and country style MY husband seem
ed TO be divided between amused con-
tempt for II and a sense of being com
promised by its pretense More than
once ! saw him, with his monocle in
hts eye, look round at his friend East
cliff. but he helped himself frequently
from a large decanter OF brandy and
drank healths with everybody
There were the usual marriage
pleasantries. facetious compliments
and chaT. in which TO my surprise
(the soemnity OF the service being
still upon mel the bishop permitted
himself to join.
] was now very nervous and vet /
kept up a forced gaiety, though my
heart was cold and sick, ! remember
that ] had preternatural power Of
hearing al the same time nearly every
conversation that was going on at
the table and that ] Joined in near
~ all the laughter,
At a more than unusually loud
burst of wind somebody said Il would
be a mercy II the storm did not lift
the roof or
"Chut. mani" cried my father
solid oak and wrought iron here
None of your mouldy old monuments
that have enough TO do 20 keep their
tiles on
"Then nobody" said my husband
with a glance at his friend, need be
afraid Of losing his head in your
house, sir7"
mot n he's got one 10 come in
with. sir"
Betsy Beauty, sitting next 10 MIR
Eastcliff. was wondering II he would