Los Angeles herald., 1908-03-29

by every one who knows me that am all right and
the level and have got no bad habits and you
ought to let You have broke her heart by butting
in like you did. She don't do nothing all day but
around and cry and feel that could commit mur-
der with great deal of pleasure. Please do some-
thing at I it.
Yours
MATTHEW DoNNELLY.
p. 81 wisht you was a man
Lydia Love shifted Indignantly
We'll, if there amt that sorehead again!" ex-
claimed Lydia. "I wonder if I'm going to keep on
getting those walls all the rest of my life!" the
offending communication was cast angrily into the
waste-basket has been it's eight predecessors.
This jobll have me in the psychopathic ward in
about week more, muttered the aggrieved Lydia;
and with venomous swing of arm, the arbiter
of affaires du wrahfully swept from the desk
into the waste-basket full half hundred more
communications requesting Advice for Young Lovers
and drawing long, black cigar from his pocket smelt
of it tentatively and then slowly inserted it beneath
the ragged fringe of his mustache Then he sat there
caressing aching head with an affectionate and
tender palm.
'Never again!" exclaimed Lydia Love fervently
"Never again! This time swear off, and of
for keeps Gee How my head aches."
Aunt Elvira, with grin, lifted his gaze from his
mail. The daily renunciations and remorse of Lydia
Love were unfailing the hum of the presses;
and yet they failed to evoke their tribute from
him of the "Woman's Page"
Mine hundred and sixty-seventh appearance Of
Miss Lydia Love in her famous recitation Double
Crossing the Bar, he announced dramatically 81
say, Lydia
He interrupted by a knock on the door; and
large, square young appeared before them.
my names Donnelly' he announced curty. "I
wan tub see Miss Lydia Love-"
Aunt Evira. with debonair and Desartic swoop
of his pencil, indicated the other occupant of the
room.
There is Miss Love-" he said politely And +
don't believe it will take you long to see all you
want to-"
Donnelly started and stared and then he stared
again Then he rubbed his eyes carefully and TO-
cussed them painstakingy upon the Indicated;
and a great surgng joy swirled through him. be-
ginning at the ends of his and rushing turbuently
to the roots of his hair, and his hands cenched and
unclenched itchingy he surveyed a surly, grumpy
dissipation marked male face instead of the classic
female neaments and high, Grecan forehead that he
had expected to see-and had expected to face with
such heplessness that only his great love and the
thoughts of his weeping Nellie had made it possible
for him to carry out the plan he had begun.
He turned to the man whose word in matters of the
heart and hand had been his law.
"Are you Lydia Love?" he demanded eagerly, hope
fully, and perhaps bit fearfully, for he dreaded lest
there might be some mistake.
Yes grunted the other 'Wha dyer want?"
"An' there ain no other Lydia Love- is there?"
queried the other anxiously.
Nav" was the surly response. "Wha' dyer want,
anyhow"
Donnelly didn't bother to make reply. He couldn't
wait. All through the long days and longer nights
there had been swirling in his tortured brain the
thought of Nellie's suffering and his own-the throb
bing of dashed hopes and the burning sting of fu-
ture blasted His cup of bitterness full. And he
emptied it at a turn.
Aunt Evira and the. copy-boy looked on with in
finite glee and encouraged Donney with well-timed
advice and helpful comment. Lydia Love was not
popular save with her readers; and with them only
because they her through print and by her pic
ture which was really that of a stage favorite OF
twenty years ago.
And when, at length, Donnelly grabbed Lydia by
one coat-tail and dragged him from under his desk,
the copy-boy-for he had heard Lydias assaiant say
through the thick Of battle cry: Now you come
along wit me-ran quickly to prevent any aid being
given Lydia by the presiding genius of the elevator
Thus it that there was no interference as Dom
nelly dragged the arbiter of affairs of the heart out
into the elevator and thence to the street.
Donnelly explained to the nquring conductor OF
the car they boarded that he was on'y takin his
frien' home an he'd he din make distoibance."
They alighted at East Twelfth street and with Dom
nelly holding Lydia Love firmly by arm they
progressed few doors eastward; and then up the
cement steps and into the little hallway And Dom
nelly pushed the little button just above the letter.
box.
There was an utter lu In the proceedings Dom
nelly stood silently triumphant. Lydia Love said
things that he could never have printed.
"Is that you Nelle?" said Donnelly, at length, to
the speaking-tube. Eyes, it's Say, listen. Come
down, will yuh? A" What? No, there's
frien o. yourn down here Well not eggsact-
by frien' but someone you'd ought tuh meet
No. we can't come up. He-I mean she-cant stay
long All right. Don be long
The ceremonial of introduction was quickly per-
formed and Lyda's consent and approval after all.
was found not to be essential to the question Of the
marriage ceremony And though it was late, the
arber of affares du soon left alone in the
little hallway to listen to the retreang steps of two
pairs of feet the stairs.
Whereat Lydia Love heard and needed the call OF
Bacchus and repaired to his most convenient temple
1t was not far away for the followers of the god in