Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1919-11-04
CHAPTER VIII

VI course we 11Veu Ill Inc UiS
house with his mother. Shed not
be parted from her only son. The
pride of her heart!
There was nothing for me to do
except seek amusement as time
killer.
Servants run the place. 1t used to
make me tired the way they bossed
everything. Philips mother appeared
perfectly content with matters as
they were, and entertained, and
visited and frittered the days away
in reckless abandon.
1 didn't care for the life there, but
loved the parks and swimming
plunges and open spaces.
1 rode much, with Philip, and
that helped make long days endur-
able. Philips mother reminded me
of some beautiful statue, too mag.
nificent to touch. She was very re-
served and cold in her nature, anC
oftentimes I'd grow most uncomfor-
table with her eyes boring through
me, as if critically considering if
it had been a wise thing to have
let our marriage happen, after all!
She asked questions about my
didn't approve Of the existence that
had been mine. All sorts of folks,
I'd met in my journeys was against
me. She loved to dwell on the i'm
| portance of exc1usiveness, which, tc
me, spelled snobbishness.
| Some days she was kind and mosi
! pleasant to me. Then, she'd develop
queer way Of sighting Or ignor.
| ing me. L wondered about it, and
often I'd want to go away from
that big, cold, gray mansion, never
| to return!
My mother still lived in hel
| apartment, and seemed quite content
since / was married in accordance
| to her will. I'd visit her often ant
she'd visit me. Still, the days. be
| gan to bore me and I hated my
manner of living more and more
Far places would call me, but
| couldn't answer that call.
The months went by.
Kenneth did not come home from
| college, but worked during vaca
| ton. Much as L longed to see him
l never once wrote him to come.
Philip id1ed along, and finally
| oCS GU 11ilII " ulidSI SohO oO1A1S SUI
of serious work. He couldn't see tht
use of it. still, he eventually found
! q soft snap uptown. His uncle!
| business required new help, and
think it was mainly curiosity tina
prompted his uncle to give him {
| position. Phils mother only looked
upon it as a new fad, and supposed
he'd soon fling it aside for some
! thing newer.
They didn't know at home that
encouraged and helped Phil along
| That many nights he'd come in an;
| declare, Never again, it's all off,
and that 1, his wife. would urg'
| and point out to him what rea
work meant in ones life, in one
! home, in ones future!
| Sometimes I've thought that al
much as my talks influenced him
| there was another factor that in
| fluenced him more. The little new
life that was to be was no doub
the greatest influence for good, ant
Philip. the gay, carefree youth, be
| gan to change and develop a man
| ly seriousness unusual to him.
CHAPTER TX
| 1t was then [ began to care 70
Philip in way different to wha
1 had ever before experienced. Still
I now realize my love for him wa:
more of the maternal and that tn
ambitions and ideals I strove to i'm
plant in his heart were such as (;
mother strives to plant in thu
| heart and being Of her son.
Mine was the stronger will
! Phils efforts were put forth mere
| 1y to please me; his trials he'd re
late gloomily in order to win my
approving smile and to hear my
words of counsel and praise as
stood by, applauding.
Gradually, L came to have grea
hopes for his future. The things IC
| love to have done in the business
world, Phil would do, while I sa
by looking on, exulting in my hear
| Of hearts, that, although life hat
! denied me some parts I'd love tc
play, still was at least a factor il
the game. [ had inspired another
with my vision. The knowledge o.
! this one fact must satisfy and con
| sole me.
My days were fuller of interes
| now anu d llCCpy qO4SI oCIISC VI JOY
more akin to happiness, than any
| I'd known since Dad passed on.
! Philips mother and mine seemed
| Immensely pleased over events soor
| to be, and L was treated quite roy
| ally to be sure.
| Philip reminded me more and more
of the boy growing into the man
| Even his mother remarked upon it
Kenneth and I kept in close touch
with one another by letters. His col
| lege days were my pride. He ap'
! piled himself just as I knew he
would and, as usual, made friends
with people. 1t was that way he had
In the spring Philip, Junior, was
born. He wasn't husky and strong
| like I'd hoped he would be. [ feared
| he must grow up a wealzling, sur
rounded by too much luxury, as he
was. How often I'd long to take him
| far away to the wide, open country
| and see him develop more accord
ing to nature, free from Philips