The Birmingham age-herald., 1919-08-13
Love Affairs of a Lonely Woman
By MARY HAx

of me. and I am willing to lose part
 of the board and lodging due me, in or der to escape from such horrible place
 But if you continue this talk, or if ever hear of any of it again, lshall certainly take that policemans advice and file complaint against you. There was de- liberate plot between you and that Burns
 creature. If Sou understand real warn ing you will know what is good for you. | Mrs. Seldom fairly spluttered, speeches. in her fury.
 Then she slammed the door on the girl
 and retired to the comfort of her secret bottle of liver medicine" in her bed room. Within another three minutes the policeman had returned, riding on the
 running board of a taxi He helped Jane with her grips and aided the chauffeur ! in placing the trunk in position. This is friend of mine, miss, and a good chauffeur. You want to be careful what taxis you take this time of night,
 but Chick will take care of you Now 1 if can have your name and some other
 address? Business, perhaps? I'll want to | file a complaint of disorderly conduct and attempted assault against that young fel- {, tow, so you won't have to appear He'll get a fine at least, and maybe a few | days on Blackwells Island. It'll be a week before he gets rid of the initials on his eyes"
 | ~N%tN 1 of the brokerage office. Then, thanking him, she allowed him to direct the chauf- | feur to the woman's hotel, and they were ] off. Jane had burned another bridge be- l hind her, but in this case she was not destined to be entirely free Of its falling
 timbers. As the car moved down the street Mir Seldom watched through the front window of her room. She shook a malignant and unstady fist after the dis appearing automobile. breathing pro- | fane irnpreca tions, and a decidedly tox1c 1 exhalation which contained more than I 2. 75 per cent alcoholic content!
 "I'll square you for this! muttered | the thwarted landlady, thickly. Trust | old Seldom to do it right, too. Thash mel'
 i Relieved of the dreadful environment ] lanes heart sang with joy at the pros pect of a change, even though she did not have any definite plans. She was 1 well aware that she could not afford to remain more than a day or two at an ex- pensive womans hotel, but within 4S hours she was certain that she could find pleasant and reasonable quarters, more | bef1tting her small purse.
 To her horror the chauffeur, when they had drawn up before the hotel, came out | from the lobby with the bewildering in- formation that all the rooms were occu- pied. ! l night?" Jane asked him.
 l The driver shook his head
 l Its a hard time, miss" he said, pes 1 simistically, ''all the New York horefs
 are packed and jammed anyway, es- pecially after 6 in the evening. Then, l lot of em won't take single ladies in
 the evening We'll try some of 'em if l you want to. I don't mean to run up the bill on you, because Patrolman Dogherty l is a friend of mine, and he told me to treat you right. But it's the only thing 1 to do, unless you know some lady who i can let you put up for the night" l Jane shook her head, and so they start ed on a round of all the hotels. The | taxi bill, as you could see by the little l clock, had mounted to more than S3, ana 1 vet no accomm odation had been secured Jane was panicky again, and now half re- gretted that she had essayed the task to- night Yet, anything was better than | remaining in Mrs. Seldon's house of hor-
 TOTS. Her quandary increased, and the patient chauffeur shook his head win a sympathetic expression.
 i Gee, miss! I'm sorry for you. If was married'>Id d take ye to my wife, and gel her to accommodate ye. But just lives ] in a cheap room over a saloon. l don know what you are going to do, except sleep in a park That trunk won't make a very good pillow, will it?'' Jane agreed with him, and looked about ! the streets with hope completely gone. I Indeed. this was the loneliest predicament
 in which she had ever found herseh. Even with the money for accommodation
 she could not find shelter for ner neao
 during the night
 | (To be continued tomorrow.)
 Copyright, 1919, Thompson Feature ! Feature.)