Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1912-02-13

Then wen drive through the park. "
suggested Mr.. Travis. as he put Helen
into a taxi. TN only take few mo-
ments more and the park Is beautiful to-
night"
/ II was beautiful. Everything was
snow-covered. The branches OF the trees
| outlined in snow stood out as In an
etching against the starlit sky. A distant
jingling OF sleigh bells added to the
scene
You're going with US TO see The By
ISLANDERS next week. as the cab drew up
at her door.
oh. I'm afraid l can't" Helen muir
INJURED. I'm not used to so much d.
version"
That's why it's good for you. I'm
not going to let you say no. III get the
tickets and leave Mrs. Stevens 10 per-
suade you
And before she could protest he was
gone.
! For the first time since Warren had
been away Helen went to bed without
writing him. Ii was late and she was
very tired. She would write in the morn
| ing.
She opened the window, turned out the
light and shuddered down under the cold
sheets. But somehow she was restless
and nervous and could not sleep. Al
though Warren only wrote her twice a
week and sometimes only once. the most
brief. unsatisfactory notes-still she felt
/ uncomfortable that she had n6t written
her nightly letter.
And Mr. Travis? Was II right that she
should 20 out with the Stevens II he was
always to be with them7 Was IL pos
sible that Mrs. Stevens was arranging this
purposely?
Here the dining room citck struck the
half hour-hslf past twelve. She tried
to put AL disturbing thoughts out Of
her mind and go TO sleep She counted
100 backward, then started TO count
sheep going over a fenee-but was more
widely awake than ever 1t was useless.
! She could not sleep until she had writ
ten to Warren.
She got out Of bed. turned on the light
and put down the window shivering In
the cold. and with only a dressing gown
about her, she sat down to write.
Dear Warren-It Is after midnight.
But l could not go to sleep without writ.
ing you. / went to the theater tonight
with Mr.. and Mrs. Stevens. We saw
1T, line only Reason. ! enjoyed II, but
did not think II very true.
| 4 Mr. Travis was In the party. I
| think wrote you about him before, he
was with US at the Alden club dinner.
Here Helen paused. Should she say
/ he had brought her home? And then
she felt her face burn-why shouldn't
she say so? What was getting into her
lately that she had such curious
thoughts?
He brought me home tonight. Next
week they are going to see The BY
ISLANDERS" and want me to 70 with them.
They all seem 10 think I ought to &c,
out more. but I'm not sure that I'll SO
so soon again.
Oh. dear. do miss you so. and you
say say nothing about coming back. Every
viii return. Surely IL will not be much
longer And write me, Warren-try 10
write little oftener. The last two were
mere notes.
You see ! cannot miss even one Of my
nightly letters to you. Was so tired TO.
night that ! thought | would let II 20
this once-but | couldn't sleep. SO / got
up again and am huddled up here in my
dressing gown, my fingers so cold l can
hardly write
It's beginning TO snow can hear II
on the windows, and the wind il bowling
you know how II sounds in this court,
And somehow II makes me feel more
alone and need you more than ever.
| loving good night, dear. HELEN.
Throwing about her a Tong coat, Helen
hurried out and rang for the elevator.
Please take this 10 the corner and
mail IT." handing the letter and a dime
to the sleepy elevator boy. Il want Il
to be in the first mail in the morning"
She hurried back. threw of the coat,
turned out the light and once more
slipped into bed. And this time it was
| to sleep.