The Birmingham age-herald., 1921-03-28
Al Cupid's Call
 By MAY CHRISTIE
VH.-Love's Dreams

Copyright, 1921, by the Mcclure News
 paper Syndicate)
 After leaving Mary at the country railway station, Dick Calardin set off for the Barley Mow with mixed feel- insg gnawing at his heart.
 Everything had been completely won derful-until Eyes advent! Dick didn really care for Eve. He didn't under stand the psychology of such a woman. And lately it had semed to him as though Eve were deliberately-and rather skilfully-seeking to lead him into morass of sentiment from which due extrication might be difficult.
 His experiences with women had been limited. He didn't know Eyes type. lie didn't see the danger lights as other men most certainly would have done
 He had parted with his ideal girl, Miss Mary Drew, happy in anticipation of a tete-a-tete tomorrow. And, at the last moment. Eve the impetuous had hurled herself Into the railway carriage, and spoiled it by hailing him in terms of most affectionate intimacy! Confound the grill What had she said? "Oh Dicky, dear! Don't forget our engage ment for tomorrow evening!'
 But there hadn't been a definite en- gagementi Anything of the sort had been the entire creation of Eyes fertile brain. True, several days ago she had i invited him to met her at some New York dance club. Possibly tomorrow was the actual evening she had named! But @ had
 His thoughts now turned to Mary Drew. He smiled For thoughts oI Mary always must be pleasant.
 He would get to know her better. He might even take a room at a hotel III town, just to be within hail-call of his tear divinityl Mary-such a lovely name-so sweet, so simple-suited ex- actly to it's dainty, kindly owner!
 His ideals had always been high. He had adored his mother, placing her upon a pedestal. It had often seemed to him that never would he meet girl who could compare with that earliest and first love!
 And now-today-th miracle had come to pass. His ideal had indeed material ized.
 Heavens! What a companion Mary Drew would make-for any man.
 This feeling that he had for her-this irresistible attraction-why! 1t must De love
 He switched his cane along the country hedges, whistling as he walked. Great waves of happiness swept over him. The future loomed up bright and rosy. Mary must be his-he cared for her so much she couldn't but respond to all the ardor he would shower on her!
 Enwrapped in happy dreams, he reached the Barley Mow at last He didn't go to bed. He sat up till the small hours of the morning, commencing letter after letter to the lady of his heart!
 At length he wrote letter to his liking A straightforward, very genuine epistle that would have gladdened any woman's heart. He didn't say too much nor yet too little. He thanked Mary for the very happy day she'd given him the most delightful of his life. He hoped that they might spend many more of the same sort together. Would she permit herself to let him see her often? She couldn't possibly realize just what il meant to him! {.
 He carried his precious letter to the local post office and posted it himself Then, returning to the inn, he sat beside the dying fire in the coffee room and smoked innumerable pipes Love had come at last to him-and hit him very badly.
 He went to bed at last. But dawn found him tossing on his pillow, restless,