Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-03-11
THE LOVE TRAP
BY HAZEL DEYO BACHELOR
CHAPTER LII
Facing the Future

TIME letter from home turned Calls
| thoughts in another direction. She
- was not sorry she had left Dalesburg,
but she bitterly regretted not having follow
/ ed her fathers advice. If she had boarded
! her money, if she had not been imbued
with the idea of turning herself into a but
/ terdy woman, some one who resembled Fay
! Morrison, she might have found real place
| for herself in the city. Harriet Williams
had done that. After a short visit to Fay
Morrison, Harriet had remained in New
York to study designing. She intended max
ing a serious business of her work soon
, as she had completed the course Harriet
| had been wise. Harriet's head had not been
| turned by the gay younger set, and yet to
I her, New York had spelled freedom, real
| freedom, not the hectic kind of thing that
| she, Gail, had experienced,
| Gail had been embittered through her ex-
perience with George Hartley. Because OF
/ one man she had judged all men; she had
| been sick and disllusioned when she had
| first come to the city, and had, therefore,
chosen the path of least resistance. Now
that it was too late, she saw how mistaken
she had been; she knew that love, real love,
was reality, not dream of romance.
Jeffry Arnold had opened her eyes, had
made her realize what life meant Why did
everything always come too late?
In sheer desperation she thought of turn
ing Harriet for help. Through Harriet,
or better still, through Marjorie Macdonald,
she ulSuC get WOfk OIL some K1nQ. she
didn't care what it was. She was willing
to work for almost nothing just for the
privilege of staying in New York and prov
ing herself, but how could she ask help of
either Harriet or Marjorie? Gail writhed
before the memory of Marjorie's contemptu-
Gus eyes, and as for Harriet, the thought
OF going to her for help was out of the
question. She had never once called on Har-
ret, she had made no attempt to get in
touch with her Once when she had ques-
toned Fay as to Harriet's whereabouts that
young person had flung up her hands in
mock horror.
Harriet why my dear, you'd never know
her. She's become so stad and proper and
she's SO in earnest about her work that
you'd be bored to death if you looked her
up. You know she stayed with me only
about two weeks and all the while she was
with me she was shocked at everything. The
boys all voted her stupid, and | was thank
full when she left. Well, at any rate, [
opened the door for her, didn't /? / got
her out of that impossible town of Dales-
burg where she was buried alive If she
prefers to work for living instead of be-
ing sensible and getting married to some
rich man, that's her lookout"
At the time of this conversation Gail was
securely engaged to Arch. Her future was
assured, and her conscience temporarily
deadened by the exciting life she was lead
ing. She had even found it possible to feel
sorry Tor harriet, although in looking back
over the past, it hardly seemed possible
| that she could ever have felt anything but
envy for Harriet's straightforward indie
| pendence.
Well, inasmuch as her pride stood in the
way of renewing the friendship between
herself and Harriet, what was there for he1
| to do! She unframed, inexperienced
| she hadn't the slightest idea of how to 90
about getting work, and she hadn't enough
money left to finance her for any length OF
time. Was Dales5urg, after all, the only So
luton to the problem? Must she so back
and perhaps arrive there just as prepare
tons were going forward for the marriage
of Violet FOWLER and George?
Hot rebellion surged up in her, and sud
den scorn for her own weakness. Last nigh
she had been brave. She had put the flesh
pots behind her forever; she had signifed
her intention of at least standing on her
own feet and being free. Well somehow
she would go on, she would have a place for
herself and no matter what happened she
would never go back to Dalesburg unless she
had made good
! Thursday-"A Change of Mind" This
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