Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-14
TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT.

TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT.
Twenty seventh chaptsr-csntInusd
Being by this time unable to speak
for a lump in my throat that was
hurting me, looked round the room
40 sweet, 20 homely, so closely linked
with tender memories OF my child
hood. while Martins mother (herseli
little nervous and with q touching
softness in her face) went on talking
while she stirred tho porridge with a
porridge stick.
We'll, we'll! To think of all the
years since you came singing carols
10 nv door! You remember II, don't
YOU? OF course, you do
Doctor said. don't talk foolish
Sheii not forget I know Mary
O'Neill. She may be going to be a
great lady, but haveu't ! nursed her
on my knee?" WI.
Then, you've heard what's to hap
pen?" ! asked. 80
Jaw, yes, woman, yes" she. an
swered in a sadder tone, thought
'Everybody's bound to hear it-what
with the bands practising for the
PROFESSIONS, and the bullocks roasting
for the poor, and the fireworks and
the Nominations, and I don't know
what" 49, 81 tT
She was silent for a moment after
that, and then in her simple way she
sad:
But it's all as one II you love the
man, even If he Is lord"
You think that's necessary, don't
your"
What. millish?"
Love You think it's necessary to
love ones husband"
Goodness sakes, girl, yes. If you
don't have love, what have you q?
What's to keep the pot boiling when
the 1re's getting low and the winters
coming on, naybe?' The doctors tell
ing me some of the fine ladies in Lon
don are marrying without it-just for
money and titles and all to that. But
can't belieev II, ! really can't! They
have go. their troubles same as our
selves, poor things, and what's the use
Of their fine clothes and grand car
riages when the dark days come and
the nights falling on them?"
II was harder than ever to speak
now, so l got up to look at some sill
yer cups that stood on the mantel-
piece
1T Was Sweet"
whom they were precious as rubies.
He won them at swimming and run
II and leaping and climbing and all
to that. Aw, yes, yes! He was al
ways grand at games, If he couldn't
learn his lessons, poor boy, And now
he's gone away from us-looking for
South Poles somewheres."
Il know-I saw him in Rome,
said I.
She dropped her porridge stick and
nodded, and then she cried excit-
ediy to the doctor who was just then
coming into the house. after washing
his hands under the pump.
Father, she saw himself In Rome
after he sailed"
There was only one himself in that
house, therefore It was not difficult
for the doctor to know who was
meant. And SO great was the eager
mass Of the old people to hear the
last news Of the son who was the
apple Of their eve that had to stay
to breakfast and tell them all about
our meeting.
While Martins mother laid the
table with oat-cake and honey and
bowls Of milk and deep plates for
the porridge, told the little there
was to tell, and then listened to theiy
simple comments.
There, now, doctor! Think OF
that! Those two meeting in foreign
parts that used to be such friends
when they were children! Just like
brother and sister, you might say
And whiles and whites we were
thinking that some day But
wen say no more about that now,
doctor"
mo, we'll say no more about that
now, Christian Ann" said the doctor
Then there was q moment Of 81
iisnce, and It was just as If they had
oeen rummaging among half-forgot-
Ten things in a dark corner of their