The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-03-19
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Suddenly Honoria dashed up tie
steps which no woman had ever trod
and before any one could stop her had
rounded the paneled screen and stood
In the grill room. amid wilderness Of
oaken tables. at nearly eli of which
sat men busy sending curling wreaths
of incense toward the high gilded cell
ing.
There were glasses before most OF
the men. and n dense and painful 81
lence pervaded the place, although as
Honoria had rushed through the hall
she had heard the loud babble of ami
mated conversation The men in that
club were turned to speechless clay at
the sight OF this tuning apparftion.
There you are!" she screamed, and
as her gaze settled from lts swift row
ing into fixed direction one man came
to life and rose-the black Vandyked
Gilbert Blye. There you are" she
screamed again and started to twist
her way among the tables toward her
long lost mate You will stay away
from home. eh, You will run around
with other women. You will
A door In the corner opened and
closed. and Gilbert Blye was on the
other side OF It, fat man laughed
Honoria Blye turned on them all and
began TO tell them just what she
thought Of their club. a half dozen at
PENDANTS regalned consciousness and
f.pnNVHaH hnp - I'm
dulging I'm soothing talk, accidentally
laid his hand on her sleeve. and she
left four red lines ON his face. For the
first time in its digniticd history that
club resounded with the shrill echoes of
confirmed scoid. The chuckling fat
man achieved an inspiration. He came
up and said conidentially:
Your husband is slipping out of tn,
basement
When Honcria reached the imposing
entrance she was just In time to see
Scatti slamming the door Of the lux
urious limousine, and as that brilliant
ly lighted car sped down the street with
Gilbert Blye reclining comfortably
amid the soft cushions peal OF laugh
ter filed the block
Honoria sprang into her electric
coupe and. turning on all the Juice"
wheeled down the street in mad pur-
suit But at last she gave up the chase
and went home.
The parrot was asleep, with its head
tucked under its wing and the baleful
eye closed. Honoria turned on the
light aud finished, to the parrot, the
violent speech she had begun In her
husbands club. The baleful eye open
ed. and the bird moved uneasily from
foot to foot Occasionally It's neck
feathers rutiled and Its wing tips Jerk
ed, bit 1t gave no other sign of wake
fulness. In time. however. Honoria
paused for breath, and the parrot slow
ly brought ITS shining round head into
view. The head feathers were tOu-
sled and the eyes were sleepy as the
familiar spirit or Honoria stretched its
wings.
"Oh, shut up!' it hoarsely croaked.
A nurse with pink cheeks awakened
June in the morning., and as the patient
opened her eyes the two pretty girls
smiled their appreciation of each other
"How are you this morningY" asked
the nurse, preparing to put therpom-
eter between June's red lips.
Perfectly well. thank you." laughed
June, tossing her waving brown hair
back from her shoulders as she raised
up. How Is Mrs. VillardT
"a slight sprain," explained the nurse
brightly. She will be able to go home
In time for dinner this evening. My,
but you folks had lucky accident.
You must lie down until the doctor
comes"
I'm going to get up announced
June.
Against orders. My dear, you must
stay in bed until Or. Remert says you
may get up"
rs he tie one with the funny red
Sideburns?" and June. looked down