Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1920-10-26
Chapter xxx

| Chapter xxx
r T all came about gradually and
naturally. Everything was
| / natural at last except that
| Betty let me keep frankie
even after she knew and loved him
for her own child. never knew
anything more generous than this
for Betty grew to adore her, little
her widowed heart. The fact that
she cared enough for me, her sister
| to make this sacrifice, gave me the
| courage to make my sacrifice when
| Ben, starved for love, finally turned
| to her in earnest.
1.-THE only thought of Ben which
could not willingly yield UP when
my sister married him was me
memory of that prayer. I had to
hoard that in my secret heart-for
while. But finally I saw that the
prayer was hers as well. Giving
ness. Any one can be happy, my
the right way if it is to last.
During the entire time Jean Hal
deman had talked Nora leaned for
ward, deeply interested, not speak
history, opened by the nurse on i'm
pulse, had ended. Then
But Betty-is she happy? You
made the sacrifice, not she. Has Bet
tty the right to expect continued
This was the phase of the situa-
ton which had most deeply chal-
lenged Nora's attention.
And Miss Haldeman was quite
sure-knowing Morals story also
that she understood the reason why.
YES, she answered + grayy e,Gh
things seems impossible--at first.
She loved Will with her whole heart.
He gave his life for her and she
mourned him as he deserved. But
nature, my dear, after ALL under M sslo
finds few incurables. You, too, will
find it so, my dear, and it is the
best fortune / can wish YOU
Nora's wide, dark eyes were fixed
on the picture of Roger, In UNIFORM,
But no tears fell and her express
sion was quite inscrutable.
Perhaps she said. That was all.
A shade of disappointment show
ed on the sensitive face Of Jean
Haldeman. 1t had been through no
had barred her heart to this other
woman, but because of a genuine
pity and desire to help.
True to the strongest impulse or
her nature, she made one more ef-
fort.
L Will " dSh JOu1 ~'AA D. 1" e'SN~A'
to try to think of your own , tr9u-
BILE, if possible, in a different light.
"In my work we come in close
and frequent touch with what. has
robbed you-death. But we learn
that the suffering with ; which I'VE WE
most people regard it, belong to life
and not to death What happens aft
er the separation of soul and body
is effected none of us really know
But there is always hope. AS FOR
myself, 1 believe that some day
w T fs oace mG Do 5 beH ms it, 0'neFS 1--we
| Stopping just a moment to STEADY
her low voice, Jean added:
But even could I not believe ane
hope, I have learned to see her with
| her glad, gay spirit, her courage
her smile, her little laugh. [ owe
| this to her, my mother, who mac
much sorrow to see to it that she
lives in happiness in memory. al
least. If I could do this why MOI
"I1l try" whispered Nora. "I'l
surely try"
CHAPTER xxx.
R. FINDLAY. who called on his
| return to the city-he had
been out Of town since his
visit-was quick to note 8
change in the mental attitude Of mis-
patient.
He congra tulated Nora, then, asked
politely after Rosalie, having forgot
| ten COR had hep that the hour he
chose was always given by the lead
err of the higher life circle OF a
group meeting.
But although the young mans ex-
| nression of regret at Rosalie's alb
eance was nossibly not heartfelt,