The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-11-25
CONTINUED GAYETY OF AUIlUyNSE:.A|SON Mrs. Charles Locke Enter tains at Country Club {
 A , SOCIAL CALENDAR Bridge Clubs Hold Pleasant Meet ings-Weddings Here and Else-
 .where-Events Planned by
 the Phoenix Club
"A SOCIAL CALENDAR
By MYRTLE MILES

Those who are familiar with Atlanta affairs for some years back will be in- terested in the personalities of two of the leading short story writers of today Jacques Futrelle and his wife, May Flu trelle, both of whom are one time At lantaps. Mrs. Futrele recently complet- ed a novel, which is said to have her. self as its heroine. One who Is familiar with her life history told some very at- trGctive facts about her in a letter a few days ago. among other things:
 They say that some years ago when May Peel, now Mrs. Futrelle, was an Atlanta society bud, she was the exact counterpart of Louie Goldman, the fasci- hating heroine of Secretary of Frivo- lous Affairs. When appealed to as tribunal of settlement, Jacques Futrelle the author, husband of an author-wife, laughed, shrugged his shoulders and de- clared that he didn't know anything about it. However, he added, she was. ana is, just as charming, just as re- sourceful and just as irresistible as Lou lie Goldman, and look at me. Don't size up pretty well for the athletic Hap Hazard, the best tackle Harvard ever had?'" sR8NSztS @ sHFs
 Whether or not Mrs. Futrelle had her self in mind when she wrote "Secre- tary of Frivolous Affairs" makes very little difference. The fact remains that she is a delightful little woman and even though she probably has never been called upon to solve any mysteries, or unravel any social skeins after the fash ion of Louie Goldman, she was neverthe- less social favorite and her life has been just as full of romance as that of her heroine.
 A few years ago, in 1885, to be exact. May Peel, the daughter of D. G. Peel one of the pioneer citizens of the town, had Atlanta dancing at the end of her string. She was pretty and vivacious girl whose radiant face and naive man. ner made her desirable addition to that element of society that "did things" and loved art, music, plays and things" literary She had been graduated from the Academy of the Immaculate Con- ception but a short time, but she was well established in the social whirl. In school she had received a. thorough train-
 
 tion was up for dispute May Peel usu- ally settled it. Beaux of the real gall lant southern type focked about her, like moths around a flame, but the gay Miss Peel played no favorites.
 About that time there was a new ar rival in Atlanta newspaper circles, He was a big.s bfawriy chap wifhsa pleasant face and captivating smile. He wrote feature stories for the papers as means of livelihood and on the side dabbled in literature of more artistic sort. He tried his hand at play writing and not infrequently his name-Jacques Futrelle was seen signed to stories in the mag azines.
 Then a third party got busy. He was a little roly-poly fellow named Cupid. He had had his eyes on May Peel for some time and thought her heart would make a fine target for one of his little ar rows. asts
 In Atlanta they are strong for the ob- servance of conventional customs, but no convention can prevent two young people from meeting, especially when their hearts have been wounded by the darts of Cupid This is another case of misery loves company, because the misery caused by these barbed shafts is terrible unless the proper company is found s,s
 It wasn't long after that until some kind friend introduced Jacques Futrelle to Miss Peel. Cupid futtered around anxiously for a while for he was great ly interested in this case. Then he went away, happy, when he heard the bells ringing forth the glad tidings that May Peel was now Mrs. Jacques Futrelle.
 The Futrelles live in beautiful home called Stepping Stones,'' which over- looks the sea, near Scituate, Mass. They have never told just why they gave this name to their place, but one can't help feeling that it is we'll named, since both MT. and Mrs. Futrelle have stepped into the literary limeHght while living there,