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

Twenty seventh chaPter-continued.
Being by this time unable to speak
FOR a lump in my throat that was
hurting me, looked round the room,
80 sweet, so homely. so closely linked
with tender memories OF my child
hood, while Martins mother (herself
a little nervous and with touching
softness in her face) went on talking
while she stirred the porridge with a
porridge stick.
We'll. well. To think OF all the
years since you came singing carols
to my door! You remember it, don't
you? OF course. you DO.
Doctor ! said. don't talk foolish.
She'll not forget. / know Mary
O'Neill She may be going 20 be a
great lady. but haven't I nursed her
on my knee?"
Then, you've heard what's TO hap
pen?" ! asked.
Jaw. yes, woman. yes" she an
swered in a sadder tone, ! thought.
'Everyoody's bound TO hear lt-what
with the bands practising for the
professions and the bullocks roasting
for the poor, and the fireworks and
the illuminat!ons, and l don't know
what"
She was silent for moment after
that and then in her simple way she
sad
But it's all as one IL you love the
man. even If ne is lord"
you think that's necessary, don't
you?"
what. miuish?"
Love. You think it's necessary to
love ones husband 90
Goodness sakes, girl, yes II you
don't have love, what have you
What's to keep the pot boiling when
the fires getting low and the winter s.
coming on. maybe? 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
I can't bclieev it, ] 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 I got up to look at some sill
yer cups that stood on the mantel-
piece
1t Was Sweet. ="
Martins" said his mother. to
whom they were precious as rubiss
He won them at swimming and run
leaping and climbing and all
to that Aw. yes, yes' He was al
ways grand a games, II he couldn't
learn his lessons poor boy. And now
he's gone away from us-looking for
South Poles somewheres."
Il know saw him in Rome. .
said l.
She dropped her norridge stick and
] nodded. and then she cried eXcit-
eddy 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 II was not dificult
for the doctor to know who was
meant And so great was the eager
ness Of the old people to hear the
last news Of the son who was the
apple Of their eye 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 fol
the porridge, l told the little there
was to tell. and then listened to theil
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 lik,
brother and sister. you might say
And whites and whites we wer,
thinking that some day Blu
Wen say no more about that now
doctor"
mo, we'll say no more about tha
now Christian Ann" said the doctor
Then there was a moment of 81.
lence, and II was just as II they haC
been rummaging among half-forgot
ten things in a dark corner of thei,