South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1913-09-10
MARRIED LIFE THE FIRST
YEAR.
AFTER THE HONEYMOON
BY MABEL HERBERT URNER.


trees?"
Your shoe trees? 1 haven't seen
any"
But that hasn't been unpacked
yet. Don't you remember you said
leave that to the last-that il held
mostly your winter clothes and things
you wouldn't need soon.
well, forgot about the shoe trees.
Wen have TO get them out"
Helen assented eagerly. She loved
10 unpack and handle his things. 1t
seemed TO bring her nearer 10 him
TO make her position Of wife more
sweet and intimate One OF her great
est pleasures since their marriage had
been in unpacking and arranging his
clothes and books in their new home.
When she had unpacked these
things. she would tell herself, he had
done il alone. And now. she, his wife,
now to her too.
A Surrounding Glamour.
A mans wardrobe and possessions
are always full of interest and charm
for his young wife. Just the mas
culinity OF it all appeals TO her. His
shaving apparatus, his collars and
ties and military brushes; all these
things are surrounded with a glamour
both because they are essentially
masculine and because they are his.
Helen spent hours lingering over
them, arranging and rearranging
them in his chiffonier and clothes
closet.
She found many things, college
and schoolboy trophies that seemed
TO take her into periods of his life
in which she had had no place, and
Of which until now, she had been
vaguely Jealous.
So she greeted joyfully the thought
Of another trunk 10 be opened. and
more things of his which she had not
set seen.
Where are the keys? think there
are some vests in that trunk which l
want out, too"
They went into the little room they
had reserved for a store-room. Later
on II was to be turned into an extra
bedroom. but just now it was full of
packing boxes and trunks.
Unlocking the Trunk.
He dragged the canvas trunk to-
ward the window, unfastened the iron
clamps and then tried to unlock it,
But the key would not turn. He
shook the lock, lifted ii up and press
ed down, but still the key remained
fixed.
Perhaps it isn't the right key
DEAR" she suggested.
It's the right key. albright, but the
locks been sprung"
Then he tried to force it, but with
out success. His face was flushed
now and he was fast losing patience.
Have you a chisel around here?
II needs raising"
ct don't think we have a chisel"
well. what have you got" irrita-
tabfy, that 1 can slip under here?"
srWould a tack hammer do?" anx-
fously. 1.-THE end you draw tacks
within"
Lets see it," briefly.
She hurried into the kitchen and
back.
THAT" contemporary, holding up
a meagre little tack hammer. Got
it at the ten cent store didn't you?
When you buy tools, don't you know
enough to buy good ones?"
Il didn't buy that" apologetically.
IT think Anna did"
The Hammer Breaks.
well, one of the first things you
should have bought was a good box
of household tools from some reliable
hardware dealer. How do you expect
TO fix things up here without anything
TO work with? Now, you see about
that tomorrow"
Il will. dear" cOnciliatorily, the
very first thing, as she meekly pick
had thrown on the floor.
Here, give me that! I'll see what
1 can do
He tried 10 insert the claw edge
under the locks, but each time it
would slip? He was growing more
and more impatient. Finally he got
it under. gave an upward pressure
and the handle broke, one end flying
up and hitting him in-the face.
L 1,
an oath. That's a D. thing to
give a man to open a trunk with!
You ought to know better than that.
|ou squander all kinds of money on
all sorts of foolish things. but when
il comes to buying a few decent
household tools-a miserable little ten
cent tack hammer is the best you can
do"
"Oh, did it hurt you?" Thinking
only of that and not of his unreason-
ableness in blaming her. Did it
hurt your
mo. but it wasn't your fault that
il didn't Now I'll get something to
open that blamed lock or I'll know the
reason why.
He strobe out into the hall and rang
the bell fercely. The elevator came
flying up.
NTO uONH anu UOllON lIOIil the JAN
itor a chisel and hammer-good
strong Ones-dO you hear? And hur-
~ about it. too. I'll wait here.
In few moments the boy came up
with a long chisel and a big fierce
looking hammer
He took it into the store room
where Helen was waiting nervously.
Uncontrolled Rage.
Now ! guess We'll get this open"
grimly.
He slipped the chisel under the
lock and struck ii viciously with the
hammer.
"Oh, Observation-Disclosures
break it."
He glared at her.
Who's doing this, you or Il"
She shrank back.
He gave the chisel another stroke
this time il slipped out and hit the
trunk. Then. with a muttered oath.
he threw down the hammer and
with all his strength wrenched up the
lock with the chisel. leaving the trunk
marred and the lock shattered.
Then he threw open the lid with
such force that II was almost torn
from the hinges in the back.