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ish incredulity. She had laughed at
the long journey which had been
phesied-laughed, until her aunt
had invited her to go to England. She
had Knocked at the unexpected good
fortune which was coming-till some
forgotten investments of her fathers
had yielded unlooked-for returns.
Yes, it had all come true-all but
the tall, blond husband.
Alice smiled again, dreamily. She
believed now in the old fortune teller
implicitly, and she knew that this,
too, would come true. He would
come, and she was willing to wait for
him. But there was another clause
in the prophecy which troubled her.
How well she recalled it!
The gypsy woman had leaned slow
1y forward, her dark eyes cleaning
evilly "You wait for him, and you
will get him." she whispered. but
look out for the fair woman with the
scarf"
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By Claire Wesson
GaSSH9e 9ERea;

f o.
right" It was a hard thing to say.
81 guess we're not made for each
other, after ALL" Alice bent forward,
but he was quite serious.
Ell must tell you. something" he
began, when he was interrupted.
Hands up!" came an authoritative
voice from the doorway. Charles
started violently, sprang to his feet.
Look out, Alice!" he cried sharp
~.
"She's all right" The police off,
Ger came further into the room. Its
you l want, Campbell, for the murder
of Richard Easton."
Alice leaped from her chair and
with difficulty repressed shrek.
Charles! twas he whom she loved,
she knew it now. But Charles a
murderer She did not see him turn
to her, did not answer his appealing
glance. ~
She was caught in the-dizzy whirl
of her thoughts. And as he turned
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group in the room about half were
gentlemen, and all were in regulation
dress. A lady of middle age came up
to her, Was this Isabel's mother, and
where was Isabel? Who were these
people? She murmured something in
return to the greeting given her, but
was too dazed to collect her thoughts.
Someone else spoke to her. Then, as
strains of music came forth from
somewhere in the background, they
all started dancing. What should she
do?
The lady who had greeted her came
to her side, saying pleasantly: Par
don me, do not recall your name"
Frances Moulton. Are you Isa-
bells mother?"
Isabel? Who is Tsabel?' The lady
looked puzzled.
"Why, Isabel Burr, who entertains
our club here this evening" Frances
felt that she was in very real night
mare.
II am not acquainted with Isabel
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delicate white band, and the warm
freight playing on the dull gold OF
her hair.
The door opened, and Charles came
in. Charles, who had wanted her to
marry him since she was 16. 1t was
odd, Alice often thought, but she
probably would have married him,
had it not been for the prophecy at
which he so often scoffed.
He came in now, with almost no
greeting, and settled himself on a
cushion on the floor, with his black
hair resting on the divan beside her
knee. He did not speak for few
moments, and suddenly the girl real
lied that something was very much
wrong with her friend. She let her
fingers caress his dark curls, and
waited. He caught her hand in a
sudden, quick pressure, and as sud-
denly released it.
1--WE been thinking, AL" he began
slowly, .'that perhaps you were
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By Hazel Courtney

Tom loved classical music, that he
would gladly accompany his wife to
all concerts of the classical order.
There wasn't a minor failing of Toms
that Gwendolyn didn't force him to
admit, that she didn't make of ridic-
ulous importance.
why, Miss Bly,, what do you ex-
pect Of a man, anyway? Toms just
the best old chap, he is. And you
could cure him of some of those lit
tie things"
mot after he's %, can see we are
totally unsuited to each other. That's
my answer"
mo, Miss Bly,. not that
Eyes, tnat."
He looked at her grim, set mouth,
and wondered how she could be the
same smiling girl who welcomed him
on his arrival He was wretched at
the idea of taking an answer like
that back to poor Tom. He began to
study the grain of the hardwood
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TV HIRTEEN years ago Alice had
had her fortune told. She did
not, of course, believe in such
"foolishness," but once she had al
lowed her friends to lure her into the
little dark tent, she was held fas-
cinated by the magic of it all.
The dark-skinned woman decked
out in a crazy shawl and multi-col-
ored beads had told her many things
which were true. She was 10 and
unmarried, just as the woman said.
And she had no brothers or sisters,
and her father had just died.
How could anyone tell you such
things without some sort of miracu-
'ous knowledge? for once, Alice had
admitted to herself that maybe there
was some truth in fortune-telling.
But when it came to foretelling the
future, she had once more refused to
believe.
Alice, sitting by the dying fire 13
years later, smiled at her own child
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~ RANGES MOULTON'S eyes
. were sparkling with anticipa-

~ RANGES MOULTON'S eyes
were sparkling with anticipa-
ton and laughter as she stood
before her mirror putting the finish
Ing touches to a most becoming but
somewhat unusual costume.
The birth certificate of the petite
young lady bore date a score of years
previous, but the costume of pale
pink muslin in which she was array
ed, the butterfly bow tying the long
curls, the socks and patent leather
slippers with straps, were fitted, for
small girl ready for her dancing
lesson.
A call Of "Taxi's here" from below
hastened her movements. She tuck
ed handkerchief into the little pink
bag she carried, put over er1shoul-
ders a long, loose theater coat, care
fully fastening it to the lowest but
ton, and went down the stairs. Her
mother and father called good
night from the living room. Open
ing the door, she went quickly down
the steps, gave the address to the
taxi driver, and, stepping in, settled
down comfortably on the cushions.
Frances belonged to club of girls
who were always thinking up some
novelty in the way of merrymaking.
For this evening they had planned
that each girl should come prepared
to take the character Of some ac-
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ton on his brow, heart performing
antics, throat parched. He felt just
as if he were repeating his first ex-
perience in the front line. But Gwen
dolyn Bly's cordial, friendly manner
put him Immediately at ease, tenn
porarily. She declared that she was
glad Tom had sent him in his stead.
Kenneth imagined that he saw a
CLEAN of mischief dart from her eyes,
but she became serious of coun-
tenance so quickly that he conclud-
ed he had been mistaken.
81 want to ask some questions
about Tom before l decide" she said:
"now you'll be frank"
There's not one thing about Tom
I'd be afraid to tell. He's just the
best old chap" His tones were joy
fully confident. HE was so brave in
battle. He's the straightest, most
loyal"
I'm not afraid he'll fail me in any
big way, but little things do SO much
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listen to what you have to say,
though" added Peggy, smiling over
the gate at him.
"Well-er-I just came to ask you
again to marry me. Let it be yes
or no. I'll not ask you again" said
Peter with grim resolution. II heard
up. town last night that Taylor was
going to ask you the same question"
he went on.
And what is that to you?" de-
manded Peggy.
well, it looks like it's a good deal
to me- said Peter, picking splinters
from the gate with hand that trem-
bled in spite of him. "I've never had
any chance with you, and since he
has been coming out to see you, I
am clear out of the running"
Peggy set her bucket down and
stared at him.
"Peter, I'm sorry you take it so
hard. I've told you before loved you
as dear friend, and / don't see why
you can't go on being my friend"
t"Well, I can't" said Peter DELHI
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vTNOM MARSHWAY

TNOM MARSHWAY sat on the
veranda, with brain too busy
elsewhere to note the effect
on his senses of either the rose and
honeysuckle scents of June or the
hrjlliance of the evening sky. The
sky tints faded; the landscape be-
came indistinct, he also, but he hard
ly realized it, until
Kenneth DAVE his roommate, came
briskly up the steps, whistling hap
by measure. He laid a friendly hand
on Toms broad back. Kenneth was
but two years younger than the 9th
err, but his slenderness and his. boy
ish ways made him seem much more
immature than his friend of the big,
well-filled-out frame.
"Still shivering on the brink,
Tom? Let's see if I'm right"
He snapped on the veranda light.
Tom deliberately turned his face to-
ward him so that he could see plain
ly the network of worry lines. the
doleful mouth, the melancholy eyes.
'T'm right. How many times late
~ have 1 found you like this? Brace
up. It's not hard getting a girl to
ray Yes"
well. WE'LL" came the deep voice
of the big man, showing some in
terest in my affairs at last"
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laugh with so much spirit.
Suddenly Toms mirth gave way to
melancholy. His face assumed its
previous expression. He groaned:
This is awful, Ken
Putting it off only makes it hard
er. for you. "A coward dies a thou
sand. deaths, a brave F"
1--WE died that many alread7."
"But you were the bravest of the
brave at the front. 1 shall never for
get how you put the heart into me.
1 wish-I would do anything
Bless you! You shall be my proxy.
interview Gwendolyn for me. Flush
ed with confidence from your own re-
cent victory, you couldn't fail for
me. Boy. you look scared to death"
But, Tom, that sort of thing al
ways fails
ct won't this time"
Finally Toms insistence pushed
Kenneth off the veranda and sent
him on his way, with cold perspira-
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erately. five never been your friend
I've loved you ever since you were
little slip of girl, and you know
it. From this time on it's got to be
all or nothing as there's mighty
little prospects of it being all, |
reckon it'll be nothing. So I've made
up my mind to sell the old home and
leave"
Take it as you WILL said Peggy
in icy tones.
Peter stood there a moment look
ing slowly around, and then his eyes
went on to her face.
"Good-by," he said gently, and
walked out through the orchard and
meadow, without looking back.
Upon the face of Peter as he walk
ed slowly up the long lane between
the high hedges was a look of be-
wilderment.
Overhead was the blue sky of May;
beyond the field of red earth was an
apple orchard, whose trees were
clothed In daintiest pink and white.
A carpet of bluebells covered the
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any delay about the matter.

any delay about the matter.
Within ten minutes after he had
reached town he was comforting with
a real estate agent.
"Mr. Cox, / have friend who
wants farm, and am rushed now.
If you will wait 1 will come out to-
morrow. and we will make a clear
DEAL" The head of the firm was en-
thusiastic.
"All right. that suits me-" re-
sponded Peter in a choked voice.
Peter had not heard much, for his
heart was too full. He crept out and
started for home. which seemed dear
er to him now than ever.
Peggy had sat absolutely still with
her hands clasped tightly in her lap
and looked "that Taylor fellow
square in the face while he had made
love to her in glorified, self-suff-
cient way, and asked her to marry
him. He referred to his high stand
ing and wealthy friends, and expected
her to cultivate better taste in dress
ing and In manners, so she could en-
terrain and be on a social level with
his friends. i'll
Now, sure that she would not even
think of refusing such an offer, he
had left her with the pleasant sug-
gestion that he would call again to-
morrow, when they would talk over
all their plans. And Peggy had fec
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quaintance, to dress and act the part,
and Frances had been studying her
7-year-old neighbor and had copied
her dancing school frock for the oc-
casion, looking forward gayly to the
surprise she would give the girls.
One of the club members, Isabel
Burr, was entertaining the club in
the new home into which her family
had moved but fortnight before.
The taxi stopped, and, alighting,
Frances went up the steps, where a
trim maid opened the door and mo-
toned her up a broad stairway. In
the large, nicely furnished chamber
above, a few wraps showed that she
was not the first arrival She wished
that some of the other girls would
come, for she dreaded to go down
alone in a strange house. It=seemed
queer that none of the girls were
rollicking around. This was not a
formal function, but just a jolly
dance of their group. Well, she
might as we'll make the plunge.
Wouldn't the girls shout when they
saw her!
AS she passed down the stairs two
ladies came toward her. They were
strangers and looked at her rather
oddly. Who had the girls invited to
this affair, anyway? ISL
In the doorway at the foot of the
stairs she stopped short. Of the
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a ETER cox crossed the meadow.
The path ran through the

~ AS peitA Oh N1A ON%7h 49,
- rank grass-his feet had worn
it; and now as he paused at the gar
den fence, he let his gaze wander to
a little gate near the kitchen door
a little gate he had made with his
own hands one golden afternoon
when hope beat high.
For years he had been wearing
that path, coming daily to see. Peggy
Howell, whose mother was an in
valid. How glad he was to have an
opportunity to do little services
filing her buckets for her, splitting
the wood, and doing many other odd
jobs out in the barnyard.
He had stood by her faithfully all
those years, earnestly hoping to gain
her whole heartj but every t q
had asked her to marry him s.
him off.
And now-that Taylor fellow from
The city was coming out, almost dali
", to see her, taking her car rides,
going on picnics, and fishing.
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you know I'm Interested"

''You know I'm Interested"
"Shucks! Since your dear girl
promised to make you happy for life,
you've made me into an acutely in
famed receptacle of your conf
dences, SO constant, so burning have
been your recitals of your rapturous
reactions to the magic little Yes you
brought back from the dearest, the
brightest, the prettiest, the sweetest
thing in your whole universe. Have
a heart, Ken. How do you suppose
it makes me feel to have you dan
Cling your happiness before my mis-
ery?"
"But I want you to be happy, too.
See your Gwendolyn. She's home.
Came on the noon train"
How do you know"
Jean told me"
'.Just been to see Jean? And can't
you understand yet how such an
angel from heaven could condescend
to such clod as your"
''Oh, let up, Tom, will you? Don't
try to make out I've been talking
such drivel as that"
Tom looked at the boys ilushed
countenance and discharged a volley
of heavy ha has, which he repeated
at short intervals. Kenneth won
dered how miserable man could
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from her grimly, to hold out his
wrists to the officer. she sank, white
faced, to the floor beside the dying
fire.
And so that is why, three months
later, she promised toanlarry her
cousin Edward, for whom she cared
nothing. He was tall and blonde, but
she had forgotten all that now.
Charles was in prison, was to die
soon, and life seemed to stop for her.
She loved him, but even if he were
set free she could not marry a muir
derer. ~
Listlessly she prepared for the we'd
ding, went through a ceremony which
no longer seemed to her sacred, since
it could bind her to Edward, and
started on her honeymoon,
Her Indifference angered Edward,
maddened him. What if she did not
love him? Was he not her husband?
And yet she scarcely noticed him
when he spoke to her. His anger in
creased and he determined to bring
back the flush to her cheeks, the fire
to her eyes, at any cost. They were
at breakfast when he leaned across
the table of the big restaurant, for
the moment beside himself.
Perhaps you would like to know"
he said, and each word came like a
blow, "that it was 1 who killed Rich
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ard Easton, and only Charles knows
it."
He had sentenced himself to death
in his madness, but in that moment
of triumph no fear could touch him.
He had won her whole attention at
last.
Alice stared at him, her blue eyes
widening in sudden horror. All at
once she remembered the prophecy.
She had married the tall, blonde
man. Her eyes strayed to the great
mirror beyond Edward, and she tried
to cry out, but could not. For she
saw that which her indifference had
left unnoticed. On her neck was a
tiny red scar, where the fire screen
had cut her on the fateful night.
She had not kept her faith in
Charles!
Slowly her eyes came back to Ed
ward, and she laughed once-a shrill,
hysterical note. She had her tall
blonde husband, but she had forgot
ten the warning, forgotten to look
out for-herself.
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By Parke Whitney
y 05Sls6 kS3(9SS

you and your mother"
II will call tomorrow evening so
that you may have better oppor-
tunity of expressing your gratitude"
said her companion.
II will be grown-up by that time"
"But not more charming, / am
sure" He brought the car to a stop
and jumped out. Little girls have
to be helped out of automobiles"
Taking her in his arms he put her
lightly on the ground. and bending
over, said, "and sometimes they re-
ward the big man who takes them to
ride"
She escaped from him and ran up
the steps as he called after. her, II
can wait for my reward-till tomor--
row."
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II hear your horse threw you the
other day."
Nothing of the kind; it was mere
.ly coincidence. At the very mo-
ment my horse kicked up his hind
legs / dismounted over his head"
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II found something very absorbing
on your desk" <
Poet (feigning modesty)-"Ha;
one of my poems, presume"
mo; piece of plotting paper"
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floor.
Suddenly a merry peal of laughter
woke him from bad dream.
20, Tom, how could your" Gwen
.dolyn exclaimed. "And Lam just as
bad. o, poor Mr.. Dave. Just this
afternoon 1 promised to marry Tom,
but | do wish I'd had this little talk
with you before 1 agreed to take up
with one so hopelessly masculine as
Tom Marshway."
ooh, OH" cried the boy joyfully,
"Why do 1 let Tom play tricks on me
again and again? But he's the best
old chap"
HE certainly is,"-Gwendolyn de-
clared with an emphasis that left
nothing to be doubted
81 can't find that record by Sousa's
band; do you know what became of
itg'
moi, l guess somebody stole a
march on u.s."
The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-11-30
ENTERTAINs AT DANCE

Miss Elizabeth Leslie entertained last Friday evening at her home in Forest park with delightful dance in honor of the Ensley High school foot ball team.
 The guests were welcomed as they entered the door with a large lighted sign in yellow and black which read: : Yea Team" Miniature footballs were given as favors.
 The following schools and clubs were represented when the circle was called: : Sidney Lanier, Bessemer High school; ; Simpson, University of Alabama, How ard college, Birmingham-Souther Wo- man college at Montgomery, Auburn, University High, Phillips High school, Woodlawn High school, Ensley High school, Walker County High school, Ensley Howard High and Ami High. The clubs were as follows: Iontez, Drake, Phi Delta, Thaliana, Delphian, Shakesperian, Argonian. Zuma and Del tn Zama. The Ensley High school foot ball sponsors were present as follows : Misses Wilda Mcdonald, Cadle Propst Onzelle Aldrich and the maids, Neill Pierson, Susie Cost and Nellie Osborn. The football team and Coach. White completed the large attendance.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-11-30
WEDDING SOLEMNIZED.

A pretty wedding Of this season was that of Miss Lillian Mae Harrell to Mr. Wesley l.. Greer, which was solemnized Tuesday evening at 8 80 o'clock at the home of the brides parents, Mir. and Mrs. Thomas l.. Crossman, 2S14 Avenue E. Rev. David NJ. Gardner, pastor of the First Baptist Church of Ensley. per formed the ceremony.
 The living room was beautifully dec orated with ferns, palms, baskets of American Beauty roses and crimson au- tumn leaves. Candles were placed over the room, giving the place a lovely eff feet.
 Mrs. Ella Davis rendered the nuptial music. Preceding the ceremony, Mrs. J. K. Pratt sang, "I Love You Truly" accompanied by Mrs. Davis.
 Miss Mildred Harrell, the brides sis ter acted as maid of honor. The bride was charmingly gowned in an ensemble suit of tan and brown trimmed in fur, with hat and accessories to match. She carried ah arm bouquet of American Beauty roses. Mir. l. N. Huffaker acted as best man,
The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-11-30
HELP KIDNEYS BY.DRINKING
 MORE WATER
Take Salts to Flush Kidneys and Help Neutralize Irritat-
 ing Acids

Kidney and bladder irritations often result from acidity, says a noted au thority. The kidneys help filter this acid from the blood and pass it on to the bladder, where is may remain to irritate and inflame, causing a burning, scalding sensation, or setting up an ir- ritation at the neck of the bladder, obliging you to seek relief two or three times during the night. The sufferer is in constant dread; the water passes sometimes with a scalding sensation and is very profuse; again, there is diff ficulty in avoiding it.
 Bladder weakness, most folks call it because they can't control urination. While it is extremely annoying and sometimes very painful, this is often one of the most simple ailments to overcome. Begin drinking lots of soft water, also get about four ounces of lad Salts from your pharmacist and take a tablespoonful in glass of water before breakfast. Continue this for two or three days. This will help neu- tralize the acids in the system so they TO longer are source of irritation to the bladder and urinary organs, whicA then act normal again.
 lad Salts is inexpensive, and is made from the acid of grapes and lemon juice, combined with lithia, and is used by thousands of folks who are subject to urinary disorders caused by acid ir- ritation. lad Salts causes no bad eff fleets whatever.
 Here you have a pleasant, efferves- cent Whitewater drink which may quickly relieve your bladder irritation. By all means have your physician ex- anime your kidneys at least twice a
 year.--Adv.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-11-30
SOCIETY MEETING

Miss Flora and Miss Flossie Willing ham of Brighton entertained members and other guests of the Brighton Presby- terian Christian Endeavor society Fri day evening with social. Games and refreshments were enjoyed throughout the evening. The following were pres cnt: Addie Lee King, Gaines Allen, Odessa Roherson. Ralph Harrington. Gladys WiIks, Lester Harrington, Lucille Clark, Leon Gray, Lottie Clendenon, Winters Hope, Mildred Eastes, 0. c Johnston, Jack Veazy. Harold Wilks, Margie Hope, Gordie Faulkner. Lelia Mae sharp, Ross Wunderlick, Mrs. R. J. Howton, Jack Hannon and others.
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