The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1921-11-22

It sounds exactly like penny nov
elettel'
Farrell and she had been married
but an hour, and here she was, alone
in New York, wondering where on
earth her husband was?
AT any other time the funny side
of the situation might have tickled
her.
But not today
And the accusations of her former
fiance had been too painful and too
true for any bridegrooms hearing.
Just what Farrell would say to her
when they did meet wouldn't bear
Della suddenly remembered that
she was hungry. It was O'Clock
and she had had nothing to eat since
half past l.
IF 1t weren't for the encounter
with that wretched little Jabez Marks
l should now be enjoying delight
full wedding support" thought the
disappointed bride.
She, however, was not the one to
spend time on idle brooding. espe-
cially when she was hungry.
She decided to 20 into a restau-
rant and still the more urgent pangs
or ought / to return to the no
tel?'' thought she.
But no. The angry man might still
be there, ready to embark on sec
ond bout of recrimnation.
And Farrell evidently had left the
place, pro tenn.
she--Delia-would have something
to eat, and then she would telephone
the hotel again.
She found a restaurant that looked
small and select, and went inside.
In a corner near the window was
a tiny table She steered towards
this at once.
Bring me a half-portion of grilled
sole, and a French roll and some but
ter please" she said to the waiter,
lingering the bill of fare, And Ill
drink water"
The meal must be light one, she
decided, so that the later meals with
her husband would not be spoiled.
She would talk Farrell round. OF
course she would Jabez Marks would
be explained away.
Della opened her pocketbook to see
how much ready money she had with
her.
1t was a wedding gift from Farrel.
and of Chinese design with golden
double dragon worked in silk stitch
cry on a background of peacock blue.
1t fastened with jade ornament
ana was reaily ioNeiy PiSSS " -
entail work.
poor Farrell won't be able to give
me many gifts of this type. in the
near future" thought the bride, with
a smile, remembering the job he
would enter upon after the honey
moon.
Her thoughts, half against her will.
drifted to other suitors dncluding
the insolent Jabez) from whom she
had obtained variety of gifts
These days were done, now In
spite of everything, she was giad
of it.
The affair with Jabez had been
concluded quite two years ago. Dead
and buried, so she had fondly hoped,
until todays painful resurrection.
Della ate the grilled sole with rel
ish, and with difficulty restrained
herself from ordering pet weak
ness, a couple of cream meringues.
II must keep my appetite for Ia
ter on" she adjured herself.
The bill amounted to dollar ana
a half and she gave quarter TO the
waiter.
Then she made her exit.
The streets were almost dark now.
and rain had begun to fall again.
She shivered in her frail SILK CLOAK
and dainty shoes.
Where on earth was Farrell? on,
how angry he would be- Shed mad
no right to fly from his presence as
she had done, even though her excuse
was to get away from the unwanted
third who was causing all the
trouble.
Standing on the pavements edge,
she hesitated
Then she re-entered the restaurant
and asked to be directed to the tele-
phone.
The instrument stood beside
screen in one corner of the room.
Della lifted the receiver off the NOOK
and gave number to the operator.
In a few moments she was con-
nected with her little flat, which she
had loaned for a short time to
friend.
THAT you, Laura? Has Farrell been
round, asking for me"
1t was Farrels voice which an
swered brusquely:
I'm here. Della, waiting for you,
And Ia like to tell you, here and
now, that you've made pretty mud
die of our wedding day.!
Tomorrow: "Jabez Lives There.