Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-18

ysen she always vas. anyway
Into the Storm
The storm had increased during
The service. and the sacristan, vino
vas opening the door for Us mad as
much as ne could do to hold 1t
azat1st the wind, which came with
slEa a rush upon Us when we stepped
into the porch that my veil ard cEle
co-onaL % myrtle and orange hos
SONS we're torn CT NY head and
blown back into the church.
God bless my sOWI. said some
50dy-it was Tommy's friend. Johnny
ristoDher-~tfers' some that
would De calling that bad luck
though"
\ band OF village musicians. who
were ragged up In the road struck
Up The Black and Gray as xe
stepped out % the chUTchya-d- and
the next thing 7 knew was that my
husband and I were in the carriage
going home.
He had 50 far recovered from the
frightening effects Of the marriage
service that he was making Light u
d. and saying
when will this mummery come -
an end, I wonder
The windows OF the carriage were
rafting with the wind. and my hus-
B1AAQ ALc11 10 A14A Oh E14E 5GEEEl
wren We came upon the trunk Of
young tree which had been torn Up by
the roots and was lying across tie
road. 50 that our coaChman had 20 get
down and remove it.
~Beastly bad crossing. I'm afraid.
Hope you're a good sailor Must be
IN London to morrow morning. you
know"
The hand was playing behind Us
tz4H y
bare boughs in front The wedding
bells were pealing The storm was
laundering through the running sky
The sea was very loud
At ny fathers gate Tommy the
Mate. with a serious face. vas stand
ing. cap in hand. under his trtumDhal
arch which fas well as il could for
the wind that was tearing its flowers
AM scattering them on the groundj
spelled out the words God Bless the
Happy Bride"
When we reached the open door Of
the house. a group OF maids were
waiting for Us. They we're holding Oh
TO their white caps and trying 10 con-
troll their aprons. which were swirling
about their black frocks. As I stepped
ont Of the carriage they address ed me
8 My Lady. and Your Ladyship.
The seagulIs. driven up from the sea
were screaming about the house.
Face Deadly White.
Ny husband and I went into the
dra wing room. and as We stood 70
gether on the hearthrug I caught a
glimpse OF my face in the glass over
the rnanteipiece. Il was deadly white.
and had big. staring eyes and look
Of faded sunshine. I fixed afresh the
pearls about my neck and the dia
mond in my hair. which was much
dIsordered.
Almost Immediately the other car
riages returned. and relatives and
guests began 10 pour into the room
and offer Us their congratulations
First came my cousins. who were to-
much troubled about their own be-
dragged appearance 10 pay much al
.entton TO mine Then Aunt Bridget
holding on 20 her half-moon bonnet,
and crying:
You happy. happy child But what
a wind There's been nothing Ike u
since the day you were born
NY father came next, like a gale OF
wind himself. saying:
I'm proud Of you. gel. Right proud
am. You done well"
Then came Lady Margaret, who
kissed me without saying many
words. and finally a large and varied
COMPANY Of gayly dressed friends and
-
our island, who lavished many I'M
necessary "ladyships" upon me. as II
the great name reflected certain
glory upon themselves.
I remember that as I stood on the
hearthrug with my husband. receiving
their rather crude compliments.
va g71o gavetv came over me, and /
smiled and laughed, although my
heart was growing sick, for the e.
feet OF the wedding service was
ebbing away into a cold darkness Ike
that Of night tide when the moon
light has left IT.
1t did not comfort me that my hus-
band, without failing in good man.
ners. was taking the whole scene ana
company with certain scarceIF
yelled contempt which l could not
help but see.
And neither did 1t allay my uneasi-
ness 10 glance at my father. where ne
stood a. the end Of the room. watch
ing with a look of triumph in his
glistening black eyes. his proud guess
seeming to say to himself. They r.
here at last, I've bet them! Yes, os
cough. I've bet them!
Many a time since I have wondered
II his conscience did not stir within
him as he looked across al his daugn-
ter in the Jewels Of the noble house
he had married her into-the pale
bride with the bridegroom he had
bought for her-and thought OF the
rnockery Of a sacred union which ne
had brought about 10 crafty his
pride. his vanity. perhaps his revenge.
But II was all over now. 1 was
married to Lord Raa. In the eyes
equally OF the law. the world and the
church. the knot between US was ire
vocably tied
Memorandum by Martin Conrad.
I arn no mystic and no spiritualist.
and / only mention It as one Of the
mysteries OF sympathy between far
distant friends. that during a part Of
the time when my dear one was going
through the fierce struggle she de-
scribes. and was dreaming OF frozen
regions and OF broken pen, the ship
7 sailed on had got itself stuck fast
in a field OF pack ice in latitude IS
under the ice barrier by Charcot Bay,
and that while we we're lying like
helpless logs cut off from commEnt
cation with the world, unable TO do
anything but groan and swear and
Kick our heels in our hunks at every
fresh grinding OF our crunChing sides,