Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1922-11-30
TODAY'S EVENING STORY
TWO ACCOMPANY
COPYRIGHT BY w. WERNER

Marcia Burr lived in a small gray
house with a rambler rose trellis
leaning against it, and exactly oppo-
site lived Eliza Everett in a small
yellow house with a cropped ever
green shrub growing in front Of it.
Marcia and Eliza were great friends.
They first had met each other four
years before when they were newly
married and had found themselves
joint tenants of the same old build
ing in quite a different part of the
town from this. Since then their for
tunes had bettered, and now each
had her own house, nicely furnished
and almost paid for. And they were
closer friends than ever.
Every morning Marcia ran across
to Eliza's for few minutes to take
her the latest bit Of news or new
recipe or suggestion, and every aft
ernoon Eliza ran over to Marcia S
on a similar errand. Evenings they
usually spent together if their hus-
bands were willing. Sometimes they
went to the movies. On Saturday
night they always made a tour of the
stores and did a bit of necessary
shopping. On that evening their
quite willing to stay at home and
look after the babies. Marcia had
one and Eliza had two. Marcia's lit
tie girl was named after Eliza and
ELIAS oldest boy was named Burr.
People who knew the two young
women said that they ought to have
been sisters, although it was seldom
two sisters were found who were as
intimate as they were.
One April morning, when the sun
shone and the trees were budding
and several monarch butterflies
were getting ready to leave their
cocoon cradles on the lilac trees,
Marcia ran over to see Eliza and
tell her a particularly choice bit Of
news.
"The green house is rented" sha
exclaimed.
you don't say so?" Eliza was in.
stantly interested. The green house
was very nearly opposite her own
and right beside Marcia's gray one.
1t had been empty a long time and
was something OF an eyesore on that
account. who is coming there?
she asked.
"a woman by the name OF King.
l think she's a widow. l do hope
she will make a pleasant neighbor."
80 do l." said little Eliza. curling
a lock of Burrbaby's hair over her
finger.
Then they began to talk of some
thing else and forgot all about the
new neighbor for the time being,
Their curiosity was aroused again
when a day or two later Mrs. King
| e
full furniture. But she herself looked
to be a plain, gentle little being
Marcia somehow thought of the
yard when she saw her new neigh
| Dor.
I'm going to be awfully good tc
her" she told Eliza.
$50 am l." responded Eliza heart
lily.
Within a few hours after her com.
ing to the green house both had a
chance to do something for Mrs
King-Marcia to lend her tack
hammer and Eliza to lend the use
Of her telephone. Mrs. King was
very grateful for such kindness. She
fingered a little to explain herself
first to Marcia, then to Eliza. She
was a widow and had nobody in the
world to care for or who cared for
her. Her eyes filled as she men
toned how hard life had used her
She had come to Wellsville because
she had sold her house. and it didn't
much matter where she lived. She
thought a change from the dear
sad, old associations might be good
for her. She was a very lonely be
ing, and expected to be still lonlier
among strangers. There was really
only one person in the place she
knew at all, and that was Mr.. Frank
Frasier. He had been a friend OF
| her husbands.
The poor dear" said Eliza as she