Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1919-05-16

in me. I feel it! know it. III make
iidently.
Thank you" he smiled. My
friends tell me I've got it in me
l have one friend in particular-the
Princess Mistchenka-who has al
When I'm blue she holsters me up
She's quite wonderful. L owe her q
lot for asking me to her Sunday
nights and for giving me her friend
ship"
thousands, but was a little startled
to realize that such tabled creatures
really exist.
us she very beautiful" she added
shes tremendously pretty"
"Her-clothes are very beautiful
[ suppose" ventured Rue.
"Well-they're very-smart. EV'
erythlng about her is smart. Hel
Sunday night suppers are wonderful
You meet people who do things-a!
sorts-everybody who is somebody
He turned to her frankly:
Il think myself very lucky that
the Princess Mistchenka should be
my friend. because, honestly, Miss
| Carew, don't see what there is in
me to interest such a woman"
Rue thought she could see, butire-
manned silent.
eff had my way" said Neeland
a few moments later, "Id drop illus
trating and paint battle scenes. But
it wouldn't pay. you see
Couldn't you support yourself by
painting battles?"
Not yet" he said honestly; "o1
he laughed, drew his reins; the sill
very chimes clashed and jingled and
flashed in the moonlight; they had
arrived.
At the door he said.
II hope some day you'll have a
chance to take lessons. Thank you
ever do come to New York to study
1 hope you'll let me know"
He was halfway to his sleigh
looking back, saw her looking back
as she entered the lighted doorway
pulsively, warmly sorry for her.
Good night" she said.
The drop of Irish blood in him
prompted him to go back to where
she stood framed in the lighted
no doubt responsible for his taking
her by the waist and fitting back
her head in it's fur hood and kiss
ing her soft warm lips:
She looked up at him in a flushed
| bewildered sort of way, not resist.
ing; but his eyes were so gay and
mischievous, and his quick smile sc
engaging that a breathless, uncer-
| tain smile began to edge her. lips
and it remained stamped there, stiff
ening even after he had jumped into
his cutter and had driven away
jingling joyously out into the daz-
| Zling moonShine.
In bed. the window open, and the
covers pulled to her chin, Rue lay
wakeful, living over again the pleas
ures of the evening; and Neelands
eyes, and his pleasant voice seemed
| to be sounding in her ears. AS for
the kiss, it did not trouble her
| Girls she went with were not lnfre-
quently so saluted by boys. That
being her own first experience, was
important only in that degree. And
she shyly thought the experience
agreeable And, as she recalled, re-
vived and considered all that Nee
| land had said, it seemed to her that
and that such as he were indeed
companions fit for princesses.
Princess Mistchenka," she re-
peated aloud to herself And some
| how it sounded vaguely familiar tC
the girl, as though somewhere, long
pronounce the name.
CHAPTER V
Elk Machina
After she had become accustom-
i ed to the smell Of rancid oil and dye
! stuffs and the interminable racket OF
machinery she did not find her work
at the knitting mill disagreeable. 1t
was like any work; she imagined
an uninteresting task which had to
| be done.
The majority of the girls and
young men of the village worked
there in various capacities; wages
were fair, salaries better, union regu-
| lat1onS prevailed. There was MOTH
| ing to complain of.
And nothing to expect except pos
sible increase in wages, holidays, and
a disquieting chance of getting
caught in the machinery, which ia
miliarity soon discounted.
AS for the social status of the
mill workers, the mill was Gay1eld
and Gayf1eld was village where
| the simpler traditions of the republic
still survived; where there existed
no invidious distinction in vocations;
a typical old-time community har-
boring the remains of a grand army
| post and too many churches of toe
many denominations; where the
| chance metropolitan stranger was
! systema tically done" where dis
| trust of all cities and desire to live
in them was equalled only by pas
| sion Tor moving pictures ana auto
mobiles; where the school trustees
used double negatives and traced
their ancestry to colonial considera-
bles-who, however, had signed their
| names in Clover case" or with a
| Maltese cross-the world in minia-
ture, with it's due portion of petty
graft, petty squa bibles, envy, kind
ness. jealousy, generosity, laziness
ambition, stupidity, intelligence, hon
esty, hypocrisy, hatred. affection
badness and goodness, as standard
lied by the code established accord.
| ing to folk-ways on earth-in brief
a perfectly human community com
posed of the usual ingredients. wor-
thy and nworthy-that was Gay
field, Mohawk county, New York.
Before spring camc-before the
first robin appeared, and while icy
roads still lay icy under sunlit pools
of snoW-water-a whole winter in
doors. and a sedentary one. had
changed the smoothly tanned and
slightly freckled cheeks of Rue Ca
rev to thinner and paler oval. I'm
der her transparent skin a tea-rose
mink came and went; under her gray
| eyes lay blush shadows. Also
floating particles of dust, fleecy and
microscopic notes OF cotton and
! wool filing the air in the room