Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-07

| commander, which made the iatt r
| rock In his seat and the former shake
and shout so mucn that he spilled the
coffee.
But what about the fourth man in
| the front row from the left?" asked
the commander.
"Oh. | should recognize him if / was
blindfolded.' | answered
by what?'
by his eyes said. and after this
! truly Irish and feminine answer the
/ men shrieked with laughter.
She's got you there, Doc cried
somebody
"She has sure" said Martin. who
had said very little down to that mo-
ment, but was looking supremely
happy
Al length the time came for the
men to go, and ! went UP on deck to
see them off by the launch, and then
nobody was left on the ship except
Martin and myself. with the cook, the
cabin boy and few of the crew, in
GLIDING Treace.
knew that that was the right time
to speak, but l was too greedy of
every o-aent of happiness to break
in on ii with the story of my troubles,
go when Martin proposed to show me
! over the shin, away ! went with him
to look at the theodolites and chr >
nometers and sextants and sledges
and skis, and the aeronautic outfit
and the captive balloon, and the dou-
BILE barreled guns, and the place
where they kept the petroleum and
the guncotton for blasting the ice
and the hold forward for the mems
provisions in Theoretically sealed tins
/ -. 1. g, h. 5rfN" ar, Il
| biscuit that were the food for the
| Siberian dogs, and the empty cage for
! the dogs themselves, which had Just
been sent up to the zoo to be take.
care Of
! His Own Cabin.
Last OF all, he showed me his owr
| cabin, which interested me more thar
anything else. being such a snug little
place Though | thought | should like
| to tidy il up a bitl, with his medica
OUTFIT, his books, his bed like a shelf
and one pretty photograph of his
\ mothers cottage with the roses grow
| ing over IT, that | almost felt as II
would not mind going to the Antarc-
tic myself II could live in such oom-
| Portable quarters.
| Two, hours passed in this way
| lnOuSH tNey ndu HOWL IKE HNe min
utes, when the cabin boy came tC
| say that tea was served in the sa-
| loon. and then | skipped down to II
as if the ship belonged to me. And
| no sooner had | screwed myself into
| the commanders chair, which was
! fixed on the floor at the head of the
| narrow table and found the tea tray
\ almost on my lap. than a wave oil
| memory from our childhood came
sweeping back to me, and l could
not help giving way to the coquetry
| which lies hidden in every girls heart
so as 10 find out how much Martin
| had been thinking of me-
"lll bet you anything" | said q
| had caught Martins style), you
can't remember where you and l first
saw each other"
He could-lt was in the little dim
| ity-white room IN his mothers house
! with its smelling "scrlas
under the sloping thatch
Well, you don't remember what
you were doing when we held our first
conversation
He did--he was standing on his
| hands with his feet against the wall
and his inverted head close to the
carpet
But you've forgotten what hap
pened neXt?"
He hadn't had invited William
Rufus and himself into bed. and they
had sat up on either side OF me.
Poor William Rufus | heard at