Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-06-09

it, a boyish figure in silk pajamass
and ruffled hair. He was still half
asleep and the full significance of
the message did not penetrate at
first. Then with cry he leaped up,
threw on a bathrobe and went to his
mothers room.
Mrs. Hartman admitted Tony to
her room. She sat up in bed In a
blaze of electric light and read the
paper he handed her. When she look
ed at him her expression was in
scrutable.
We've done that to her, you and
l." he burst out passionately, and
there was almost hatred in the words.
IF she dies, it will be on our heads,
She shrank away from the, concen-
trated fury of his tone. ooh, no,
Tony" she protested. Listen to me,
dear. you mustn't. go to pieces like
this. We didn't know; we can't be
blamed for what we didn't know
She was struggling to her feet
now, she wanted to go to him. to
comfort him, she was his mother.
But one look into his miserable eyes
as she came up to him showed her
ence over him was dead forever. He
put her gently away from him when
she would have put her arms about
him, and turned and left her stand
ing there. The telegram had fallen to
the floor and she picked it up with
stiff, nerveless fingers.
your son was born tonight"
So there was baby, Tony's son!
And she. Tony's mother, had al
lowed the Hartman heir to be born
little sob she realized that Tony
would never forgive her for the part
she had played in the entire affair.
CHAPTER xxxvu1
Tony's Arrival
" NY got an early train TO Yves
tonbury. He had a great dea
i of time to think as ne sat look
ing out at the snowy country
The last time he had travelled OF
this road Charlotte had been will
him, he remembered plainly he
childish excitement, and his dis
pleasure because she had made her
self and him conspicuous. 1t seemed
such a little matter now. and tn
many times he had criticized hi:
wife rose up to torture him nov
as he thought things over. What
cad he had been, why he must have
been blind to have ever doubt2'
|Charlottes goodness, or to have glvei
her one moment of unhapp!nesS.
Tony prayed as the train rushed
on. He prayed that Charlotte woult
live so that he might have anothe'
chance to make good. He wanted tt
spend a lifetime surrounding he
with happiness, he would have plan
ned, only he didn't dare. He knew
that he didn't deserve to be for
given.
AS he neared the town a COLI
fear began to settle around his heart
presentiment that he might arrlV'
too late. The conviction was 81
strong upon him that when the tratI
finally stopped and he got off at tn
dreary little station, he felt hcre
lessly convinced that there was n
hope.
There was no conveyance of an.
kind to meet him, the station 1tsel
was deserted, and it was very cold
With his bag in his hand, Ton!
trudged along the icy road. SnCW
banks were piled high on both sides
and the farm when it finally doomed II
lght looked dreary and deSClate
Mrs. Graves opened the door to hi
ring. Her face was set in worried
zines, it told Tony nothing, AM
there was no sign of compromise IL
it as she held the door open for hin
to enter.
"Charlotte," he burst out, How il
she?"
She's very weak"
Tony had set his bag down. Ma!
{ see herr" There was such boyisl
'ntrcaty Ill his voice that Mrs