Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1912-03-07

Isabel smiled c%ynically while Henry
sketched the h%ardships of travel. Why
just think he concluded, "Tll have to
spend almost every night on a
sleeper"
Isabel thought it the height of ro-
nance and adventure to go whirling
through the darkness in luxurious Pull
mans and to wake up in strange cities.
TN be all alone in this dreary house
with Sarah, scared almost to death If
l hear the slightest noise she sighed.
"l'M have to eat all sorts of indigest-
ible o in good, bad and Indifferent
hotels he observed, cycling a ~favorite
dish that Sarah had just put on the
table.
I'D welcome a change declared lsa-
bel. II get SO tired of the sane cook
ing: ! suppose it's because l have to
plan it and help repair it,"
What | dread most. of course, are
the lonely evenings hanging around
hotel Hobbies and going up to the bleak
hotel ROOM"
Henry gazes around the cosy, famil-
lar surroundings, as if liking them in
his mind to remember when far away.
"lcvenings!' shuddered Isabel.
"Tllinl of my evenings at home alone.
Why, l am bulge out all the time
YOU are gone. You car go to the thea
ter and meet interesting men in the
hotel lobbey. and-and- Oh. l. don't
Itti u ~ SolIy YOU u any WHY
man. Men have so many things to
take up their minds Women just have
to sit at home and wait. oh. / shall
just about die OF loneliness"
Now Isabel pleaded Henry, that's
not the right spirit. Your attitude
wouldn't go if 1 didn't have to. you
know that
We'll, l must do some more pack
ing" sighed Isabel Henry was to leave
that night ut 10 O'Clock, and the gloom
of the departure had quite spoiled the
day. Henry settled himself comforta-
bly, to read the paper.
The trunk yawned open already half
full of Henry's effects. The whole
room seemed cluttered with his pos
sessions that must be put in. Isabel
eyed the layout e%nviously. In what
fascinating city would he wear the new
shirt With the fine lavender h%airline?
Where, oh where. would he be when he
tied that new black and white knitted
necktie? Everything fairly bristled
with the Importance of going away
Her own gowns hung limp and re-
signed on their hooks in her clothes
press; wouldn't they Just wriggle with
JOY if they. too, We're being put into Il
trunk?
When Isabel completed the packing
the finality of it made her break down
and cry. and so Henry found her when
nv GIllI VIZ w III I'M ~ w sSAt wv
put i'm the raZors.
The day dragged frightfully. 1t was
a relief to both when several friends
the Sunday night regulars-dropped in
for supper. More than usual came to
say goodbye to Wysp. Henry had the
tidgety manner of the train catcher and
every few moments looked at his watch.
He seemed set apart. detached. from
the ordinary things of life. Even in
these days of much rushing about the
world, a traveller is still an object of
peculiar interest to his stay-at-home
friends. Henry was there with them
now: soon he would be flying across
country.
Henry and the other men discussed
hotels and places, knowingly. He said
he would need his heaviest overcoat in
Minerva-it was always Il cold place
at this season of the year. The women
cheered up Isabel by asking If she
wasn't going to miss Henry dreadfully.
and wouldn't she be afraid to stay in
the house without a man? They told
several entertaining burglar stories:
One woman had lived in q haunted
house, and what she hadn't heard with
her own ears.
Naturally the subject of railroad dis
asters was introduced and Henry gave
Isabel a nervous chill by boasting that
he had never been in one in his life.
Even after she made him knock on
wood, she couldn't snake off her fear
for his safety.
That's what makes it so much
harder for the one who stays at home
than for the one who goes away" she
explained. II wouldn't be afraid to go
myself-but when you sit home you
worry and imagine all sort of dread
full things
Henry looked at his watch. "If I'm
going to have a bite to eat, don't you
think you had better start something? 2"
~, cy,0 T~aI~ol ssY%s, ~ r0.,
past . now"
Isabel was in a panic. Where had the
last two hours gone? Poor Henry
wouldn't ave time to wait for any
thing on the chafint: dish, so she pre-