Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-15
Helen in Distress.


napkins" taking from her trunk some
crumpled tissue paper.
Helen in Distress.
"Oh, don't be so darn particular"
pouring out his coffee, while Helen
wiped out her cup and spoon with the
paper You've got to put up with
lot of things when you travel"
Il can put up with almost anything
If it's clean But I don't think this
place is clean. Hadn't you better tell
Them as you go out that we're not going
to stay?"
i've no time to look up any other
place" he frowned. I'm here on bust
ness and got to he on the job. We
can put up with this for couple Of
weeks-won't be here longer than that"
| Helen flushed. Dear. I CAN'T stay
at this place. tell you it isn't CLEAN!
can't eat here" pushing back I'M
touched the cup of muddy, brown coffee
See here, the place for anybody
that's as blamed fussy as you-is at
home! II I'd had any sense, I'd left
| you there"
But can't find other rooms?" plead
ingly 81 haven't anything else to do
| I can start out the first thing this
morning Dear, you said we didn't have
to stay here II We didn't like it,"
well, I like it all right This is
good enough for anybody. We've got
two big rooms right on the Boulevard,
within a stones throw Of the Opera
House-what more do you want?"
He pushed back the shabby red velvet
arm chair, crumpled the tissue paper
! into a ball and threw it on the table
as he rose.
| Now I'll be back here about half
past six, and well go out to dinner
| You can fool around the shops or do
! anything you like-but we're going to
| let well enough alone and stay right
here Understand"
| He strobe into the bedroom, brushed
his hat. jammed 1t on his head, got
some papers out of his suit case and
started for the door
Now, you've got enough money!
Helen nodded.
! We'll, the American Express Com
pany is right around the corner-theyu
tell you how to get anywhere. You
might stop in there and see If there's
any mail for us.
An Appalling Thought.
Helen followed him to the door. real
| izlng that when Warren went out on
the street he would be lost to her
there would be no way she could reach
him until o'clock. To be left so alone
| the first day in a foreign city seemed
suddenly somewhat appalling Warren
kissed her hurriedly, and drew away
from her clinging arms with curt;
Now, take care of yourself Don't
| get run over. You have to look where
| you're going here - these cabmen' d
! sooner run over you than not. Go TO
| the Bon Marche. That's a big shop
you can spend most Of the day there"
! When he had gone, Helen glanced
around with a dismayed sense OF her
/ loneliness. And this place-she HATED
! it! The strong morning sun lit up the
shabby carpet and the dusty, worn, red
velvet furniture. The bedroom with
| it's now disordered bed and untidy
wash-stand was even less attractive.
/ A few minutes later Helen, armed
with her guide book and a book Of
| French phrases. locked her trunk and
started Undetermined TO find other
rooms in spite Of what Warren had said.
She knew the Continental Hotel was
very near, for he had pointed it out
as they drove from the station. When
/ she entered the lobby, it was with
| light of relief At least this looked more
! like the hotels at home. One Of the
clerks, who spoke English, informed her
that they had not a single vacant room
and would not have for the next ten
days.
From there Helen went to the Ameri-
can Express Company. She paused to
view the Opera House which the guide
! book said was the heart Of Paris.
1t was a majestic building, but Helen
was hot in the mood for sightseeing
/ this morning The wonder Of being
I in Paris was somewhat dulled by what
| she considered the "wretched" place at
which they weer stopping For Helen
| had none Of the instincts of a real trav
eIer Her first demand was for clean
! illness and comfort-to her the joys Of
| sightseeing we're secondary.
The American Express Company was