The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-08-26
Loves Masquerade A Dramatic Story of Love and Romance
 By IDAH MGLONE GIBSON
DAH M'GLONE GIBSON

of the song was worn out. stopped In and bought another
 Will you believe me, dear friend, when I tell you that all those beau tiful times with Harry, when we played that record just before he left, never came into my mind un- til after I had arrived home and put this is the end of a perfect day on the photograph.
 Then. l smiled because I had for gotten instead of weeping because l had remembered.
 If we were both as much in love as we supposed ourselves to be, why did love die?
 Did l fail Harry in some way?
 Was it possible that he loved me analyze and talk of love. We men are satisfied just to live it."
 You said, Mlt. that Margaret Earle had gone abroad. Have you heard from her? She is very in teresting woman, evidently, from what she has written"
 even through the American beauty episode?
 Should I still have trusted him? Should l still have been sure Of my place In his heart whatever dream of feminity filled his eye or rested in his arms?
 q do not know"
 Doctor Milton stopped abruptly.
 q wonder" said Davis. If women always analyze both us and them selves as Margaret Earle, has done.
 q think they do." said Doctor Milton. "women always want to
 "The most interesting I have ever known" answered Doctor George slowly. q don't mind confessing to you, that if l were free, l woulo follow her tomorrow"
 At that moment the fire engine went racing past and the three men turned to the window of the ciup;
 It was very late. There was it',e traffic and the engines changed ioud- ly. The three men walked rom 'ie window out into the room
 "I,et,s leave Doris. story untii to- -,orrovp suggested Doctor Milton. T am really very tired
 As he spoke the outer door of the club opened. An excited man burst
 Say. fellows, Doctor wagar's pri- yate hospital is burning up!
 My Godm exclaimed Doctor Mil ton. My wife is therei Without hat or coat he hurried out. The others followed.
 When they arrived at the sidewalk a vanishing taxi-cab told them that Dr. Milton was on his way to the
 While they stood waiting for an- other Davis remarked to Clavering. q thought that Milt's wife was in Wagar's country sanatorium.
 He told me last week that she had been brought in that she might be examined because of some legal controversy over some trust deeds. There's a taxi for us"'
 The hospital was only about mile away but when they got there it was in ruins. The two friends hurried about trying to find someone who could tell them something about George Milton or his wife.
 The last l saw of him, Ee was going into that side of the burning building" said policeman, pointing to the right wing. We tried to keep him out but it was no use. few moments afterwards the roof fell. Some people were taken out afterward. l hope he was among them. l think if you see the captain of No. 26 who was stationed there when the ambulance came up he can tell you where those who were alive were taken
 My God. Davis. this is terriblels moaned CiaverIng. as they hurried over and found the man to whom they were referred.
 "Doctor Miltonf repeated the fire captain, consulting note book, Yes. they took him over to St. Vim cents. Someone told me he went in to rescue his wife. I don't know how badly he was burned"
 Did his wife escape?" asked Davis.
 T don't think that any of the pa tients in the wing were taken out alive. Someone said that they found Milton in one corner of the room just outside of the timbers of the falling roof which had crushed woman lying beside him. l do not know whether it was his wife or not"
 The two friends hurried to the hos pital and found that Doctor Milton, while seriously burned, might re- cover. They arranged to return in the morning to see him and started to walk back to the club.
 Tate plays some strange tricks. said Davis meditatively, as he bade Clavering "goodbye." Why should all this misery come to a good man like Doctor Milton and your friend Harry Glendening sport along so gayly?"
 Has ite" demanded Clavering as he stopped to buy an extra
 There in letters two inches tall the headlines screamed Harry Glen dening's name.
 Copyright. John F. Dille Co, 1922.
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