Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1916-02-24
SYNOPSIS

aer mother and sister, Geraldine
Rhodes nnrries Morris only to find
,er life most unhappy owing to her
husbands uucOnauerable craving for
rink. "Gerry" as she is called for
mort, writes a book based upon her
,wn life ana experiences, calling ii
Her Sacrifice. She submits it to a
publisher without giving her name but
.nter allows them to know it, is her
own work. Mr.. Merrol, the publisher,
8 very friendly and attentive to Ger
.idine. not knowing that she is Mrs.
Horris, and she struggles between
,er desire for true friendship and her
iuty to her worthless husband.
She sees Merrol occasionally but
determines each time that it must be
he last. Her husband cash day asks
forgiveness and swears that he will
Keep straight
THE course of true love never runs
.m0oth." Merrol and Geraldine must
~ait on fate TO find way.
"Beg pardon, madame, he said.
'''Mr. Morris left word that he desir-
I'd to see you. He is in the library,
madame"
She turned her steps in that direc-
zion. Sedge sat in big chair fac
ing the fire. His face was very
white. His eyes were shining.
In cooler al his side stood
champagne-bottle He had glass
in his hand, nut though he had been
drinking, as yet no effects of it were
visible At the sight of her he rose
and smiled.
"Bon jour-" he said
"Sedgel" she cried sadly. "Again!"
:ie shrugged.
81 am not drunl," he said. "Soon
Shall be. And shall not care!
When | am drunk l am alive. l am
happy. For hours have been quite
:ead."
She advanced, with difficulty mas
;ering her aversion, and put her
aand on his arm.
Come, Sedger" she said. "You
nave had enough. Let me ring for
Giddings to take it away. Have
cold tub, ana we will dine"
She tried To take the glass from his
fingers. He shook his head with a
little impatienU frown.
~ have not had enough" he said.
~ want more. need more. The
bubbles make my heart light"
"Please, Sedge." she said. "For
my sake. You were getting on so well
without it,"
"Foolish," he said "Foolish."
And he winked one eye at her.
"They found out" he said. use
less to pretend When they found out"
Ravely he fttmbled in his pocket,
produced - crumpled sheet of paper.
It was such stationery as one finds in
hotels. On it was a great deal of
writing in "A mans hand.
Read" said he. towing.
She glanced ut it curiously.
MY DEAR MORRIS:
Sorry to inform you that it is
useless to proceed about the ap-
pointment Word has reached
the Presidents ears that you
were intoxicated on the last night
of your stay here, and that you
caused some sort Of scene at the
hotel, being finally elected. | do
not know how the information
reached him. But he will listen
TO no suggestions concerning an
appointment for you. | am ser
iously grieved over this, as the
matter was being so we'll hand
led success seemed certain. If
there is any other way can serve
YOU
She looked at him.
"You--of course this is true?" she
said.
He nodded They insisted on en-
tertaining me" ne said, "And when
began, dida't want to stop. |
never want TO stop If ! could want
to stop it would he easy. But it
seems foolish to want to stop; it
makes YOU feel so good"
He poured OUT another glassful,
eluding her staying hand, and thirst
lily he drank. Then ne smacked his
lips.
"Have some" he said
"No," said she. "And you shall
nave no more of t!'
"Yes, shall" he grinned
81 shall tell Gitdings not TO serve
it,"
II shall 90 ont and get it, sale. he