The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1913-12-27

to Winifred--I shouldn't keep Della
too late
"Then we'll drive through the park
suggested Mr.. Travis, as he put Helen
into a taxi 'I'll only take a few mo-
ments more and the park is beautiful
tonight"
1t was beautiful. Everything was
snow covered The branches of the
trees outlined in snow stood out in an
etching against the starlit sky. A dis
tant jingling of sleigh bells added to
the scene.
you're going with us to Sc ''The
! Bystanders," next week as the cab
drew up at the door.
ooh, I'm afraid | can't" Helen muir
INJURED. I'm not used to so much di-
I version
That's why it's good for you. I'm
not going to let you say no. I'll get the
tickets and leave Mrs. Stevens to 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. 1t was late and she was
very tired. She would write in the
| morning.
TROUBLESOME THOUGHTS.
She opened the window, turned out
the light nd shuddered down under
the cold sheets. But somehow she was
restless and nervous, and could not
sleep. Although Warren only wrote
her twice a week and sometimes only
once, the most brief and unsatisfactory
notes-still she felt uncomfortable that
she had not written her nightly letter
"And Mr. Travis? Was it right that
she should go out with the Stevensons
if he was always to be with them
Was it possible that Mrs. Stevenson
was arranging this purposely?
Here the dining room clock struck
the half-hour-half past twelve. She
tried to put all disturbing thoughts
out of her mind and go to sleep. She
counted one hundred backward-ther
started to count sheep going over a
fence-but was more widely awake
than ever. 1t was useless. She coulc
not sleep until she had written War
rem.
She got out of bed turned on the
light and put down the window shiv
ering in the cold, and with only 8
dressing gown about her, she sat dowr
to write.
Dear Wren:
1t is after midnight But | could no
go to sleep without writing you. | wen
to the theatre tonight with Mrs. Ste
vens We saw The Only Reason
enjoyed it, but did not think it very
true.
A Mr.. Travis was in the party.
~. \ ~h@ h iY,3 hot
he was with us at the Alden Club din
ner.
Here Helen paused Should she say
he had brought her home? And theI
she felt her face burn-why shouldn'
she say so? What was getting into he
lately that she had such curiou:
thoughts.
He brought me home tonight. Mex
week they are going to see The BY
standers," and want me togo Will
them. They all seem to think l ough
to get out more. but I'm sure that II
not go so soon again.
| "Oh, dear l do miss you so and yol
say nothing about coming back. Ever,
letter | look for some word of whel
you will return. Surely it will not b,
much longer. And write me, Warren
try to write a little oftener. The las
two words were noted.
You see l cannot miss even one o
my nightly letters to you. Was 81
tired tonight that I thought 1 would lie
it go this once-but couldn't sleep, S.
l got up again and am huddled VI
here in my dressing gown, my finger
are so cold | can hardly write
1t is beginning to snok. l can hea
it on the window. and the wind i
howling-you know how it sounds il
this court. And somehow it makes M
feel more alone and need you NOR
than ever.
A living goodnight. dear. HELEN.
Throwing about her long coat He
en- hurried out and rang for the eleva
tor.
I Please take this TO the corner an
mail it," handing the letter and tn
dime to the sleeping elevator boy. q