Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-08-02

- M think of husbands" Bar
w bara asked with some
show of interest.
Jean looked at Barbara slowly. She
sat curled in a big chair, her dark
little head with it's fashionable, close
fitting hat resting languidly against
the rich upholstery, her arms in
their loose, Embroidered sleeves, ly-
ing Imply along the wide-curVed
arms of the chair.
DO you mean that as a personal
question, or do you want me to talk
on husbands as q claSS?" Jean re-
turned
Barbara's smile almost rippled into
a laugh.
Jean, it is nice to see you; you
seem to have some enthusiasm about
life, you seem so alive, doesn't she,
Cicely?" appealing to that young
woman, who was busy making fresh
tea, her cheeks very pink under the
shaded light, her white fingers max
ing pretty circles as they wandered
about touching the fragile china
daintily.
Its because she is still in love-"
Cicely commented.
Barbara sighed. well, go on,
jean" she said after a moment
Why, / don't know what to say"
"Of course you don't" from Cicely
why, girls, she's still in the infant
class as far as husbands are con-
cerned It's we who know all about
them, their faults and shortcomings,
and their selfishness."
Eyes. they cease being sweethearts
as soon as they are safely married"
sighed Barbara. Its just as if they
could hardly wait to make up for
| the extra trouble they have had to
take during the courtship. A hus-
band is a terrible thing. He's an
encum brance, and yet he wants to
"a of
while he goes his own way. I'm sure
L don't see why any of us marry"
Jean sat silent during this TRADE
and Jeans thoughts were far away.
She was thinking. of Mark and her
thoughts happened to be of the fact
that although she hated him thor
oughly he had none of the faults that
Cicely and Barbara found in their
husbands. Was it because life in the
city had bred discomfort, or was it
really true that these girls and prob
ably many more like them had cause
for what they said?
The telephone tangled and Cicely
went to answer it, taking off the
Dresden china lady whose voluminous
skirts hid the instrument from sight
20, hello Ken, yes, she's here, just
a moment. It's for you, Barbara"
she said, setting down the telephone
receiver and returning to her seat.
Jean watched Barbara cross the room
and take UP the receiver.
Hello" she said, and her voice
was crisp and without warmth. "Of
course I'm all right, Ken. No, L
haven't been trying to do too much,
no, of course not. Yes, I'll be home
early, I'm leaving in a few minutes.
All right, please don't worry about
me, good-by." And she rung off with
a vicious little click.
you see how it is" she said with
little gesture of her hands. "All
Ken thinks of is the fact that l am
going to be the mother of his child;
there's nothing of the sweetheart
about him now. Come on, Janet, we
might as well be going" she said un-
graciously, and Janet rose.
Come and see me, won't you.
Jean?" Barbara said. You bring
her, Cicely," and she and Janet
trailed out leaving an odor of French
perfume behind them.
Cicely turned to Jean when they
were alone again. whats the mat
ter, child, you look depressed? You
mustn't mind Barbara; you know her
condition makes her unreasonable
If she had known that Jean could
not understand the attitude both
Barbara and Cicely had toward their
husbands she might have had more
to say on the subject.
TOnOrrOw-Tha Gard Club.