Fair play., 1921-12-31
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sy MARY BIRMINGHAM.
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e. 1921, by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate
"The brides gown was of ivory sat'n
with chantilly lace and pearl Trim
mings. A shower bouquet of roses ana
lilies of the valley completed the bridal
costume"
The society reporter tapped out her
story with nimble, eager fingers willle
she smiled dreamily as she recalled
the happy event of which she was
writing.
"NIiss Frances beloved the stem !
torian voice of the city editor In the
direction of the young reporter who,
woman-like, was lost in the reverie OF
the beautiful gowns of the wedding
party.
"The charming maid of honor in her
gown of pink and silver" typed on
the facie story-teller of society events.
Il say, Miss Frances!'
The louder tone awoke the young re-
porter with Jerk to her surroundings.
"Yes, sir" she replied in the quick
response of the newspaper worker.
Call up this Girls club and find out
just what kind of social their novcHy
party is going to be. Find out just
what the nature of the correction is
that Mrs. Fisk-Butler wants made in
the date of the charity ball. O, yes,
here Run out and cover this wedding.
It's the most noted one of the season.
Here's the picture of the bride. Con-
stance Compton. Al Babson, the col
! lege athlete, is the groom. Take the
next train, and have the story for the
early edition."
"Al Babson is the grOom!" At the
words the whole world seemed to swing
into wild emotion. and then to settle
down into a dreary. heavy-solidity that
terrified her Al Babson was to be
married He who had held her in his
arms and pledged remembrance unto
death! Like a flash she saw the sta
tion crowded with khaki-clad figures,
heard low good-bys being whispered by
those heroes departing for the war,
and felt once more the reverent kiss
Of her departing lover upon her trem-
bling lips.
With q despairing sob the brown
head dropped to the toil-worn hands,
while the tired, lonely heart of the
girl cried out her broken-hearted
| disappointment. 1t was the loud
| voiced conductor bawling out the
| station that aroused her from her grief
| to the world of GaiIy living. She
stumbled uncertainty from the train
to ;he station platform. furtively dry
| ing her tcar-filed eyes behind the
grateful concealment of her modsh
veil
A smart-coated chauffeur approached
her with silk hat held deferentially in
hand Without waiting for eXplana-
tiou or Introduction he courteously
directed her TO Il monOgrammed
limousine waiting grandly for an oc-
cupunt.
There was n short, calm ride in n
cushioned haven through quiet streets.
} Then the car drew up before Il story
book mansion. Eager hands bore
the newcomer into Il white-furnished
chamber which seemed like sanctu
airy to the wondering reporter
"My dear" smiled the happy bride,
"how good of you to come to fill in at
such short notice. I'm so sorry that
Edith sprained her ankle. but I'm glad
] she sent ii Substtute-and such a
pretty substitute! The bridesmaids
gowns is right in the other ROOM"
The pnll-clad fairy who nodded to
her from the mirror told her that
: as well as the gush of admiration
! from the happy bride.
! what darling you arew she
smiled. "Indeed. l think the substi-
tute is even prettier than Edith would
, have been. Just wait till AL sees
you!"
1t was sooner than she expected. As
she descended the broad stairs she
saw him.
H. the instant he caught sight of her
y With one bound he reached her side
j. and clasped her trembling form II
j. tender, strong arms, pressing reveren
J. lips upon the brown head lying 81
O hclplessly on his shoulder.
ELLEN, Ellen, my little Ellen. wher,
have you been hiding yourself? VIII,
have / not seen you before this?
have looked for you everywhere sine,
] came back from France. but on thi
glorious day I have found YOU"
~ To-day" sighed the girl as she drev
away from his embrace. "TOo late
. Upon your wedding day."
!. "My wedding day! Jerusalem. Ellen
!, did you think l was taking the hig
| dive with that child, Constance? It.
.s my young cousin, AL who's holdin
~ the center Of the screen today. II
only the best man. Girl alive, don
you know there never could be any
y one else but your!
It was like a dream, glorious drear
y come true. A well-trained actress /
! the beautiful play that she had wit
4 messed so often with tremulous lip
1 and WiStful ewes from the spectator