Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-13
THE MARRIAGE CAME
A Great Love Story Based on the Broadway Sacce,,
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mot If he forgot your weddinr an
nlversary?" quavered Racie,
Stuff and nonsense, child r..
man doesn't forget what a wedd,nr 4.
for let him forget the date itseIf,..
often as he likes. Come-En,iI,, 70
we're going ashore at New LonSor
we must dress"
Racie sat quite still-slowlv taartn.
the note to pieces. There seemsS 70
be no solution for her. Carrie nisht
see her lawyers and divorce packy-
she would still have her bridge Er-
lily and Charlie would so on somshov
pickering gently-making up haIf'
heartedly. But for her and Tom AZ
the beginning of things-what? H.r
proud little heart pointed no wav IN
her.
At last she got up and walked ,v.r
to the table where they had bean
playing a game she understood halter
than this complicated Marriage Game
She buried her head in her soft littl.
chiffon-clad arms-and sank her best
little negligee cap down to an orrv OF
weeping.
Very gently the stateroom door bs-
70
waiting for the dawn-opened. Linn.
ing painfully, the unlimited guest Of
The Bachelor crept out-and made
her way to the companionway that
had played her such sorry trick the
night before. She managed to lift
one foot and began dragging herself
up the stairs. The sound Of NUT.
fled sob arrested her. She turned and
saw the pretty little huddled mass Of
chiffons and laces that was Racie.
Slowly she came down the stop she
had so painfully climbed And then
she stood moment in deep thought
She knew just what her reception
would be from one of these women
who had found her out. After mo
ment she took off her swathing gresn
chiffon veil-and her long white and
green cloak-and then she came over
and laid a very soft hand on Recie's
shoulder.
why are you crying, Mrs Upds-
graff?" she asked in her wonderful
soft. toned voice.
Racie turned and shock Of the
light hand.
"Oh-its you. I'm not crying" She
started for her statefoom door.
Leave me out of it-forget it. Why
Il y
81 am not crying" insisted Racie
"Oh-you're not crying? Then can't
you tell me why you--are-not crying?
Excuse mel can't possibly tell ycu
anything
Mrs. Oliver WINGED at the frozen cold
ness of that tone like icicles broken on
sharp by the bitter wind. Then she
dismissed her own hurt with little
shrug-this was, after all, just exactly
what she had expected when she mads
her painful way down that step.
Aren't you going TO make sad bun-
der?" she ventured again.
ST we are speaking of blunders
said Racie, drawing her straight little
figure to it's full height.
'Oh-do leave me out-I don't count
Just please leave me out-can't you tel
"Marriage1isEso difficult-and II
looks so easy :. - walled Racie. who
had played grand Lady Disdain as long
as her sore little heart would permit
The Way Out.
at isn't, If you don't make moun-
tains out of molehills. All. Mrs. Upde-
graff-if ever a marriage was on velvet
It is yours; Il I'd had "a . chance l1eer to
splendid young fellow like th&-I would
never have let him know there was al
other woman in all the world but me
You could do that, too-don't wait uni
next week-or o-morrow-just let your
love count more than your injured feel
ings
"But he forgot our wedding anniver-
sary - walled Racie.
"The. date perhaps--..the caiendar- bur
the spirit All. once J. knew
man in Paris who sent a wire, Can
come on trip with you-forget domes-
tic anniversary-quite free next week
And he was--free to do as he pleased
SO only he remembered that one date
Ia IA Haa4inu.d Il. uaarra,u