Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-10-18
CHAPTER Nv
a New Friend

A New Frlend
s for Julie, that evening had Deen 1or
n the most part agonizing, Perhaps IL
L n Matthew had not made his dlsapproVal
ca apnarent if she had been more certain OF
his love, things would not nave peeh So
bad But as it she knew that ne was
watching her, censor1ng her' she l eni ~. ds
amused wonder in the eyes of his TRENDS
and knew that they were probably crltl-
Ching her w.
she was in his office. Quite mediocre don't
YOU think? And with absolutely no social
polish She can't talk about anythlng' TO-
tally lacking in education"
Such remarks echoed tantalizingly in Jul
lies mind and as matter of fact she was
not far from the truth. People were crltl-
Ching her. wondering what Matthew saw
in her. No one there seemed to want to be
friendly with her, at least no one but Brad
ford Pierce.
Afterward. Julie wondered why he had
been 81 kind When he had asked her 10
dance she had acquiesced, but she hau ho'
enloyed it, because she felt rlgld, clumsy
her self-consciousness prevented her from
1ottino herself 20 It wasn't until after
ward when he had led her to seat ID the
conservatory that something IN MS manner
had broken down her stern selt-repressloh.
In an incredibly short time she was pouring
ont things to him, things she shouldn't nave
said things she would never dream or say
ing to Matthew. Remembering them, her
cheeks burned and she wondered what ne
must think Of her. ,
He had begun the conversation with the
following remark:
'"Tell me about yourself
Julie had turned to him quickly.
"About myself? But there isn't anything
to tell"
ooh. yes there is.
She shook her head in vehement denlal.
"But there must be. Haven't you any am
things? I'm sure you do
She turned to him then, quickly almost
passionately. In that moment she was Deau"
tiful, she forgot to be self-consclous. on,
YES I dream I've always done that. When
was a little girl it helped me to bear
things. ugly things, sordid things. But OF
course when | grew older there wasn't mucn
time | was too busy and when reached
home at night there were always Things 10
be DONE
"Rut there was always time, perhaps
when you were dropping off to sleep, anon
the first thing in the morning, wasn't
there?" he suggested.
eyes and sometimes when I happened to
hear music" Julie went on quickly. MUSIC
ALWAYS does queer things to me, makes me
feel all choked up. Not that / know any
thing about it, because I don't. But then
YOU know that"
Bradford Pierce smiled. perhaps you
will do me the honor Of going with me TO
hear some gOOd music lie Sdlu oNOAAJ, p0'
the smile left his face at the shocked ex-
preston that dawned in her eyes. He knew
what was behind it. She did not trust him.
She believed that her marriage must OF
necessity put an end to any friendship sue
might have with another man, and he has
tened to reassure her
"I'm an old friend of your husband, ana
I'm sure he would be quite willing.
Julie smiled, but almost Immediately
burt little FEELING settled around her heart:
if was kind of Mr. Pierce, and she would
enjoy it, but not as she would II Matthew
had suggested it. She loved Matthew; to
90 with him anywhere meant joy so intense
that her heart seemed like live thing
within her. And yet dimly she realized
that Matthew was not proud of her. she
had not come up to his expectations Would
he always be that way? Were things nope
less between them, or was there stu
chance that she might educate herself UP
to his level?
Observation-Disclosures Seeks Out Margaret
and Bradford and julie"