Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1919-07-22
DEAR MARGERY
BY MARGARET WILDE
{ Continued from Last Issue ,

m Last Issue
such burdens) committed crimes, and
so forth, and so on. And, I'm not
boasting about that tree, Marge. I'm
too civilized for that! You have to
paddle you own boat out west and
you can't swim to shore on any such
trees as that, believe me.
Speaking of civilized. What is
civilization anyway? Here / am long
ing to become so, and some time ago
u son of distinguished ancestors
whose names are a southern mousse
hold word They dined with us and
l enjoyed the novelty afforded me.
( And, later enjoyed seeing EN- work
and sweat. too! In due time his
please come home! Please come back
10 civilization" Lyn told me; then
threw back her. head and screamed.
Then, I too, screamed. So maybe
to get civilized. Is civilization
bounded by east, north, south or
west? What is it, anyway? Willie
wandered around and packed canta-
loupes i'll his undershirt and got
Drowned up nicely. Took in Mexico
ing along famously. His pard, Char
ley, did likewise only he was sort
of prig and didn't take so we'll as
Willie. Willie later worked harder,
helped build the new high school.
That opened his eyes. He admitted
there was nothing to equal it in his
capital southern city! Nothing in his
home state to come up to the free
educational facilities in this town
of 1000. I'm glad Willie's hands
helped build that school building.
When I'd pass by it was such
deur something always swells up
in my throat-the public spirit that
founded such a beautiful school for
children, free to rich and poor (no
strings to deucation, here, Marge).
Alike, is the spirit of the west, dear!
tie. Scotchy interrupted me tear
ing madly around in my room ex-
claiming in her quaint, original tone
of voice Il wish 1 could put her ac-
cent on paperD My! but your rooms
always like thyclone had struck
everywhere. I do think you're writ
ing your book now. I'd give any
thing if I had your gift for writing
but you keep me busy clearing up
your thyclone ROOM" she laughed at
me so saucily and ,prettilIy,. I know
Or tried to. Guess I'd got my ears
boxed, too. I replied to her thy
clone muttering thusly: "Oh. my
bonnie Scotch lassie, I feel right at
. USCduSS ClldC JUST IlOW lily
room looks at home; always like a
cyclone just come and gone" She
laughed merrily then. I love to
make her laugh! If 1 had a phono-
graph I'd catch her laughs for you
Her smile is quick; her mann/'
charming. And, a mans in love wiCh
her! know he is, cause he saunters
up here ever SO often and goes to
the desk inquiring for her. think
he pays his bill by installments in
order to have a good excuse for
prowling around up here anyway.
He's lawyer and trust 'em to hatch
up schemes to fit all occasions. He
was brought up here for alcohol
ism. You see if they drink too much
of anything aside from Colorado
river juice, and the loving sunbeams
down on 'em good and strong it's
goodnight! It's pity you, din't
know this long ago. You could have
brought Al out here. The climate
is noted far and wide but this is
my own discovery. Don't tell d
soul. I am to patent it later and
get rich quick. If you marry an
other drinker fetch him out here.
This climate will cure or kill him,
one.
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BIG EGGS FOR DUCKS
LONDON.--In three days a duck
owned by r. Lardner laid two eggs
each weighing 9 ga ounces and also