The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-12-03

1 The notes of a clear, soft winsome voice
 foated in through the door.
 The man who was bending over the
 writing desk before the fire, nodded with
 out even so much as looking up from his
 work, and made throaty sort of sound i of greeting
 Jimmy Darling.
 Again the sound of the well known voice greeted his listening ear, and presently a kiss resounded upon his forehead and a strangely confusing sense of "her" pres ence on the arm of his chair greeted him with
 will you do a favor for me?"
 The hand behind her held square white envelope, highly sacheted and im- portant looking.
 He made a motion as if he was about to grab her and quick as lightning she settled herself out of reach of him by dropping into a comfortable chair that
 almost swallowed her.
 twill you?' she asked again.
 Will I what?'" Jimmy Darling followed her question with another. | q haven't said yet; but you will, won't you, Jimmy darling?" she pleaded, as she
 jumped up from her eozy resting place
 and perched her petite self on the arm l of his chair.
 There now, he growled, resuming his writing. don't sit on my chair! I'm as | busy as can be. If it's an invitation to anything, you may as well get off of my chair and let me alone because l posi-
 lively will not accept it." But Jimmy" she pleaded, sinking down
 on the rug at his feet and laying her cheek against his knee, its from Mrs.
 EIigh-up and we MUST go."
 q don't want to-" said Jimmy, darling
 with tone of finality. Didn't I tell you the last time we went to a dinner that I'd l,ar~ x-n11p pardon Suzanne-er-er things again.
 T know. Jimmy darling" said she wist- 1 fully but you see you are so clever and
 charming and attractive that Mrs. High up is just determined to have you at her party. It was at that last dinner that 1 she picked you out. You shone like | star, and she is a great picker. She knows a good dinner guest when she sees one. l P--e-a-s-e!'
 "What did marry you for?' growled 1 Jimmy darling, If it wasn't in vague | hope that you'd protect me from-er-er-- | CT inquisitions like this? I won't got to | Mrs. Get-Up's dinner. So there,' Mrs. High-up, you mean, Jimmy darl- | ing" she corrected Please don't call 1 that lovely woman Mrs. Get-up." 'I won't no matter what her name is,' said he consistently, ''and will divorce | you if you don't instruct the Postman to
 
 as those bally invitations to dinner.r | But Jimmy darling, don't you ever | think of me?" asked Suzanne poutins | "Of course, I understand that you have | your work, you even go so far as to l bring it home at night and spoil our even- | ings by sitting in front of the fire, work I ing for hours at time. l know that | your business Is the one absorbing inter- est of your life; it is more dear to you, | nd chi nd | your home, but we have got to live in l the world and we've got to show ordinary | appreciation of the courtesies shown us | If you persist in leading this hermits existence, people will stop inviting you to | anything after d while and then your wife
 and your children will become utter non l entities"
 | A great Illuminating light spread over i the face of Jimmy darling l Suzanne that would be Heaven on
 earth Do you think they ever will?" he asked poetically.
 l Jimmy darling,' she pleaded, think l of"
 l That's precisely what broke up Eden" l said he sententously. Five always lunch- l ing about with the Serpent, instead of staying at home with her own husband. :" l "If Adam" retorted the woman, ,'had | joined the party--if he had accepted the
 invitation, and I'm sure he was invited | Eve would have had him at her elbow
 where dutiful husband should be, to ad- | wise her not to eat the apple" | "Piffle," said Jimmy darling sukiIy. | 'Whts man to do? don't mean of | course, that I never expect to attend an l other dinner party, dear-but at least-not this one. Some other one--later on in the | season. | Hush" commanded his wife You l sound exactly like you are recitine poe | try You've gone over that same speech 1 so often that you have memorlzed 1t thor
 oughly. l know all the rest of it. Don't
 bother to repeat it-I beg of you. But I'll
 say this, that when you married me" | "Yes, when married you" interposed
 Jimmy darling, T promised the preacher