Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-07-26
CHAPTER xxvIT1
New York at Last!

n D soon as the train mad started
II and Jean realized that she
1 \ was on her way with all the
misery of the past few
months behind her, she forgot the
depression she had felt after Marx
had left her. A strange exhilaration
seized her, she could have laughed
aloud at the joy of being alive. The
train rushing throuh the, country;
the steady secure click Of the wheels
on the rails filled her with ecstacy:
she was filled with utter relief.
She had her berth made up early
and lay for long time looking out
at the flying scenery. When she
dreamlesSly as she hadn't rested for
weeks it seemed. and she awoke in
the morning with her happiness still
with her.
She was to spend two days in Chi
cago, and it was pleasure to take
hotels near the lake, to have plenty
of money to spend, to be herself
again unhampered by the grim men,
acing presence of her husband. The
luxury of it all Tapped around her
soothingly, the comfort of her room,
the ability to step out of bed into a
porcelain bathtub filled with deli
ctous tepid water, to dress leisurely
in soft silk, to put up her dark hair
before the wide dressing table with
it's triple mirror, to luXuriate in eX-
pensive French perfume, and to feel
the absolute necessity of such things
as silk stockings. gloves and wells:
It was all new and wonderful and
yet it was after all just the return
ing to the things she had always
been used to, the things that should
have been here by right. If. she
thought at all of the ranch it was
subconsciously and Mark did not en-
ter into her thoughts at all.
She arrived in New York very
different Jean from the girl she had
been for the last two years. Before
her fathers death she had not been
able to have luxuries, and after that
she had worn black until she had
lived in her boots and riding trous-
ers. Now she was the typical New
Yorker, immaculate, well-groomed,
the Jean who had been the only
daughter Of the wealthy Everett
Norfhrup. She held her chin high
and there was a light Of triumph IN
her eyes as she went out with the
crowd along the dim platform that
stretched between the trains and into
the big vaqlted staten dI1aa -, axcited
voice, and the next moment she was
in C!cely's arms, and the two were
laughing and crying together.
Jean, I'm so glad to see YOU, We
thought you might bring that nus,
band or yours along, Uut VIC 10 S.No
enough to have you without him.
Here She is, Jack" and Cicely with
her customary enthusiasm passec
lean along to her husband.
lean liked Jack Knowles. she haG
always liked him. When n C. Clc sby h ma q
married him the year after she ma ma u
eft school, every ore including Jean
nad thought it a splendid match;
Now, as she stood looking up into
the face Of Cicely's husband, she was
surprised to find him not SO tai as
she had remembered him. and ne
seemed very slender, too. Cicely was
the same, radiant and pink c n exc l.
out of the station to a smart lttse
blue car into which Jack banded of ner
tremendously. There was a defer
ence about the way he treated her
that was very pleasing. Q, it wa, was
good to be back with ones own klnd
again, and Jean sett1Ad back against
the soft upholstery with a little sigh
Of pleasure, her eager eyes feasting
on the hurrying crowds thai
thronged the streets of the city of
her dreams.