Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 41, Number 45, 3 January 1916 — Page 3

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Helen and Warren Series; Story of Their Married Life

"We'll not order Just yet," Warren i -wared aside tbe dinner card. "Expect a gentleman here in a minute." "Dinner de Luxe, two dollars," read Helen, with a gasp of dismay. "Two dollars! Why, that's outrageous! It "as never more than a dollar and a naif." "That is pretty stiff," Warren admits 3. "Well, now they've got the crowd coming they've booBted the nrice." ' "But we don't have to take the dinnr do we?" persisted Helen. "Can't we order a la carte?" "Yes, and It'll cost a darn sight more before we're through." "Not if we dont order so much, and it's so hot tonight, dear, we won't want much." .. . .. "There's Elliot now!" Warren waved the card at a man in white flannels standing expectantly in the doorway He saw the signal and made his way towards them. "Hope I haven't kept you waiting, as he greeted Helen. Then in answer to Warren's query, "Yes, a dry Martini." Helen was unresponsive to Mr Elliot's geniaV efforts to include her in tbe conversation. She had come to dread his semi-annual trip to New York, because Warren always took him out and always paid the bill. How could he accent such hospitality and make no effort to return It? Of course, he had repeatedly Invited them to St. Louis, but he was safe In that, for he knew they would never come. v "Now, let's get this ordering over first." Warren pushed the card to- .' wards Elliot. "What do you feel like the dinner?" "Looks pretty heavy. I don't know about you folks, but I want something light this weather." Helen greeted this announcement with enthusiasm. "I was just telling Warren that. We'd all be much better off If we'd eat less while It's so warm." "All right, we'll order then." Warren turned to the waiter. "Let's see your a la carte card." The waiter brought it with evident reluctance. Apparently in this room you were expected to lake the dinner and not try to economize by an a la carte order. "How about clams?" suggested Warren. . "I can always eat clams," agreed Mr. Elliot. "Cocktail or plain?" "Plain." Helen made a troubled note that clams . here were thirty-five cents .that made a dollar and five for the first' course. Perhaps the dinner would have been cheaper after all. j "Soup?" asked Warren. "That St. Germain ought to be pretty good they, make it of fresh peas now." "Oh, it's too warm for soup," interrupted Helen, hoping desperately that Warren was not going to order a - course dinner at a la carte prices. It would be twice .as much as the table d'hote. "Chicken' broth jellied," suggested Mr. Elliot, "that's cold." ' At this Helen dropped her eyes to hide their resentment. "All right three chicken broths," ordered Warren. Then, reading from the fish list: Then, reading from the lish list: "Bass, Fresh Mackerel, Filet of Sole?" .. "Oh, dear, I don't think It's safe to , eat fish," broke in Helen, determinedly. . "It ought to be all right at a place like this," Mr. Elliot assured her. "I had some sole here last summer that was exceptionally fine." i Countless times Helen had heard .Warren declare that there was no sole in America, that it was only flounder, .but now he tactifully refrained from this favorite comment and promptly ordered the sole. v- "No, Elliot, look over those entrees. 'Anything there strikes you?" V Helen was wretchedly twisting the napkin in her lap: Clams, soup, fish, and now an entree and probably a roast! Oh, why hadn't they taken the dinner? Every moment increased) her fierce resentment of this man. wow coma ne let warren order so extravagantly? ? However, he did suggest that they skip the entree, but for the roast he proposed guinea hen one of the high-, est priced items on the menu. "How about that, waiter?" asked Warren. "That guinea hen enough for .three?" Helen almost gasped. The guinea hen was $2.50 surely he would not order an extra portion! But the waiter said the hens were fair sized and, with the rest of the dinner, should be enough for three. "Well, bring with it some new potatoes and green peas. .That'll do. I'll give the rest of the order later. Now, let's see your wine card." By this time Helen was almost in tears. What would this dinner cost? "I'll tell you a good summer wine eparkling Chablis," suggested Mr. Elliot, cheerfully. "Do you like a sparkling wine, Mrs. Curtis?" A Five Cent Breakfast in five minutes .' What a boon to the busy housekeeper I Two Shredded Wheat Biscuits, heated in the oven to restore crispness and served with hot milk, make a complete, perfect meal, supplying all the strength needed for a half day's work at a cost of four or five cents. The richest man in America can buy nothing better. Contains more real nutriment than meat or eggs and is more easily digested. Made at Niagara Falls, N. Y.

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answered Helen, fearing that sparkling Chablis was expensive, and wanting to order Medoc, the cheapest claret on the list "I often tell Warren I enjoy the red ink at those Italian tables d'hote as much as I do champagne." But this hint for inexpensive claret passed unnoticed. Everything was exceptionally good and well served, but Helen, who kept trying to add up in her mind the amount of the bill, could not enjoy it. She had propped the menu. against the mirrored wall beside her and kept glancing at it to verify the prices. "Here's something I haven't seen since I was in Paris," remarked Mr. Elliot abruptly, taking up the pepper grinder with it unground pods and grinding out a few grains on the table cloth. ' . "No, you don't often see those,' Helen answered stiffly, feeling that this was merely to make conversation while Warren paid the bill. "Pepper should always be ground fresh. Now, in India they serve it in ,' began Mr. Elliot, but Helen did not hear the rest; she was watching anxiously for the waiter to bring the check. , It was well over twelve dollars, but she had a morbid desire to know the exact amount. Mr. Elliot was launch ea on a long story about India, so that he might seem absorbed while Warren paid. A subterfuge which she knew Warren was too generous and whole-souleu to see through. The waiter was coming now. But, to Helen's astonishment, he placed the tray by Mr. Elliot not by Warren Then she saw that It was not the check but money! Several bills and some silver! What did it mean? "See here, what's this?" demanded Warren, with a puzzled frown. "Got ahead of you this trip," smiled Mr. Elliot, shoving a dollar bill to wards the waiter and pocketing the rest. "I've dined with you ever time I've been in New York, so it was about my turn. "But, how in the devil " "That was easy. Just slipped the head waiter a twenty-dollar bill as I came in. Told him to deduct the check." "Well, it's one on me, all right,"

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, FRANCES AND HER MOTHER. "I wish I had some one to play with," said little Frances Blair one day during her vacation. "You have your dolls," said her mother, "and your books." "Yes, I know I have,", said Frances,

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that over again." . . ' ' Helen's first sensation nw an immanu rur warren aid noi nave to pay the check it was paid! But. then, came the thought of her ungraciousness to Mr. Elliot. She had hard ly been civil he must nave ieu ner antagonism throughout the dinner Could he have guessed the cause and been secretly exultant? The color flooded ner iwoa as sue fnmhiMi with hr fan. Did sne imag ine it, or was he looking at her with a grim satisfaction. ..... It was a relief when ne ieu mem at the Bubway. "Nice fel'ow," musea warren, as ne lit a cigarette. "Yes, Elliot s a. mighty fine follow. Corking good dinner, too." Then, suddenly, "What the devil made you so glum?" "Why, dear, I wasn t 1 aiant mean to be. I've had a headache all day from the heat perhaps that was it." "Well, when a man gives a dinner like that, it's up to you to look pleasant." "But I didn't know it was his dinner I thought " Helen stopped in confusion, she had not intended to admit that. "Oh, that's it, is it?" Warren gave her a keen glance. "You thought the dinner was on me, and you were so blamed stingy you begrudged every mouthful!" "You know it wasn't that," lied Helen, miserably. "You don't think I 'lYou're a fine kill-joy," contempt uously. '"See here, this thing's grow-i ing on you. By Jove, if you get to begrudging what we eat " But the rest was. lost in the roar of their train as it drew in. Helen sank into a seat, her eyes fixed on the blank walls of the subway. Was she really so small and mercenary? Was this desire to save growing upon her? If it was, how could she combat it? She thought of the wasted evening, of the dinner which she should have enjoyed, but which had been for her only a period of torture. And yet when Warren was constantly complaining of "hard times," how could she enjoy a dinner upon which she felt he was squandering money so recklessly ? "but I have played with . my dolls every day since school closed, and my books are old." ."Do you want to come with me?" asked her mother. "I am going to tbe attic to look over trunks in the storeroom. You can help me if you wish." Frances said she would like that very much, and went upstairs with her mother. "First," said her mother, "we will put all the papers that are over the trunks and boxes in a pile by the door for Ann to take to the cellar, and then we must dust." When this was done Frances sat on the floor beside her mother and watched with eager eyes as she opened a trunk. "O, mother, who is this little boy?" she asked, as her mother handed her a picture of a little boy with curls. "Look at this one," said her mother. "and this one of a young gentleman,"

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pictures. 'He Is a nice lookinc vonnc srentleman," said Frances. "Who la ha?" I thought he WU haniUnman mmiA her mother, mlling. "He looked Just use mat the first time I saw him." m "Is it father?" asked Frances suddenly. . Yes," replied her mother. "And now see If you know who thin is?" she said, as she handed Frances the picture of a little girl younger than Frances. Trances did not know who it was. and her mother handed her another. "Oh, this Is you, mother, when yon were a young lady," she said. "And the other was taken when I was a very little girl," said her mother. It seems queer to think of you as little as that," said Frances. "Would you like to see the dress I wore the first time I met your father?" her mother asked, as she opened a trunk. Frances looked at the pretty white dress trimmed with lace and pink underslip. . v "Put it on, mother," Bald Frances. "Not now," said her mother, "but I will take it downstairs and later I Will arrange my hair the way I wore It then and put on the dress." "What Is this," asked Frances, tak ing a bundle of letters from the trunk which had a slip of paper fastened around them. "Read what is written on the slip," said her mother. Frances read. "For my daughter Frances, her father's letters written to me the year of our engagement." , "Are they mine?" asked Frances. "Yes, dear, they are for you to read when you are a young lady, and can better understand the worth of a man who could write such letters." "Oh, mother, whoever could have worn this tiny little dress," said Fran ces, "and these little socks." "Look at the paper pinned on it," said her mother. Frances read, "Frances first dress and socks." "Do let me have them for my doll," pleaded Frances. "No, dear," her mother replied, "I want to save them for you when you are grown and I want them to look at when I am old." "Are you not old now, mother?" asked Frances. "Do I seem old to you,- daughter?" asked her. mother, putting her arm around her and kissing her. "Not so old as grandmother," Frances replied. Her mother laughed. "It is lunch time," she said, "we must go downstairs." Just before it was time for her father to come home Frances heard her mother calling her. She went to her room and there stood her mother; but such a , young, pretty mother, Frances did not speak for a second. . "Here comes father," said Frances; "hurry down stairs; I want to hear what he says." Frances leaned over the stair rail as her mother went down and saw her father stand a minute and look at her mother. Then he went where she stood and took her in his arms. "You look as young as the day I met you sweetheart." he said, as he kissed her. Frances stood thinking for a minute. "Mother is not old," she thought; "I know lots of people who are older than mother." Then she ran downstairs. "Isn't mother pretty tonight?" she asked, as she kissed her father. "She is always pretty, daughter," he answered, "but tonight she is handsomer than ever; you have a big sister and a mother all In one," he said, putting an arm around each as they went into the dining room. Tomorrow's story "Tearful." Complete automatic telephone systems have been recommended for four cities in New Zealand by a government electrician. for Savings"

THE UNCHASTENED WOMAN .'

But Lawrence was so completely mastered by the situation'' that he felt a hysteria as great as. any woman's, and with. It the urge of necessity to propria te Caroline lest some angry action of hers make things worse. So he seised the telephone and demanded the Knolys number but not the number listed in Mr. Hubert Knolys's name that would have been reckless even though he knew from - Krellin's inability to reach the gentleman that he was out. ' Instead he called the private wire Caroline had had installed In her own boudoir a wire ; over which there could be no eavesdropping, and with an exaggerated effort to conceal his nervousness and tto be sauvely polite, Mr. Sanbury addressed Mrs. Knolys. "Hello is that you Caroline? I've been very busy yes all afternoon. Yes, I'm so sorry, but I shan't be able to get back nothing's happened to my voice: but, ah the fact is I've had an accident only my ankle, no, noth ing serious I'm sure do not be alarmed. Yes. getting out of a cab. I'm telephoning from a drug store. Yes, 'it is painful; but I'm sure It is only wrenched. Yes, 111 ring up my 'doctor aa soon as I get home. I shall be quite alone. Please don't worry. Oh, I can tend to everything." There was a pause of listening and Mr. Sanbury's face wore the Impatient expression a man's features al ways bear when a woman Is making a fuss over him if she is not the right woman. Women think to win mascu line hearts by concern over the wel fare of masculine bodies. They manage more often to repel sane mascu line minds attnned to fight through and endure without any theatrical fan fare of trumpets. The politeness in Lawrence's voice was still more forced when he went on. but that made it sound even to Caroline's ears as if he were seeking to mask tenderness. And when a moment later the door opened his voice dealt the final blow to the woman who entered. "I've already telephoned to Mrs Mlllette Mercy no, I wouldn't have a nurse touch me yes, I'll telephone in the morning yes Hildegarde? No; I haven't seen her Oh not because of anything that happened here She's she left this afternoon to spend the week-end with some friends yes somewhere in the country Westches ter no, I shan't send for her yes, I'll call you if there's anything but oh, thank you very much Good-bye." Hildegarde Catches Him in a Lie. And worn out from his efforts to propriate one woman Lawrence turned and faced the other. He was at once relieved because Hildegarde had not Tk World" t Grtatnt ExtmcU Rantdj. ' Backache. Rheumatism, kuniunv, Any Local Pain. Insist om Hawing AUCOC1CS. IPOILO WEDNESDAY NIGHT Indianapolis vs. Richmond

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