The San Francisco call., 1913-10-27
. Their Married Life .
They Find in New York Restaurant With the Latin
Quarter Atmosphere
Bv MABEL HERBERT uRNER

WY ARREN compared the NUMBER
wv over the door with the one he
had scribbled on the back of an
envelope. Doesn't look much like a
restaurant" glancing up at the old
fashioned. high stopped brown stone
house.
This must be it," insisted Helen.
They said there wasn't any sign, and
for us to ring the basement bell"
The basement door was opened by
pleasant faced young French
woman, who, when Warren mentioned
Mr.. Stevens, smiled cordially and led
them through the kitchen out to the
small, back yard restaurant.
The place had not been spoiled by
any cheap attempt at decoration. There
was a tree and few shrubs in one
corner of the high whitewashed fence,
TO tables. The starlit sky and a few
flickering gas jets were the only
lights.
Mr.. and Mrs Stevens were already
at their table by the high board fence.
why, it's like a bit of Paris" ex-
claimed Helen. delightedly. like a
students cafe in the Latin Quarter" /"
That's what we told YOU" said Mr..
Stevens. THE three French sisters
who run this had a restaurant over
there, and they've managed to trans
plant the atmosphere"
Was that one of the sisters who
opened the door?" asked Warren.
YES, and this is the younger one"
nodding to a pretty dark eyed girl
who was waiting on the tables.
There's still another who does the
cooking"
And they do all the work of this
place." asked Helen incredulously.
A CLEAN PLACE
Yes. and have roomers upstairs.
But they have man for the dish
Washington must have seen him as
you came through the kitchen"
Il noticed how clean everything
was. I've always been afraid of these
cheap places. because 1 thought they
weren't clean."'
We'll. it's all right here asserted
Mr. Stevens. ladling out the soup
from huge bowl which the younger
sister had placed on their table
That's part of the atmosphere"
laughed Mrs. Stevens. as a leaf drifted
into Helen's plate
That part of the atmosphere, too?r
Warren nodded to a lanky black cat
walking along the top of the. fence.
"Oh. we went to the Black Cat in
Paris began Helen. 1T was really
the queerest place; a dark. cellar
like"
Cut it," interrupted Warren.
You're as bad as Mrs. Martin with
her everlasting When 1 was abroad
and While we were in Paris"
DO I talk very much about it?"
Helen appealed to Mr. stevens.
Not nearly enough gallantlv.
What's the use of going abroad if
you can't"
Bore your friends with your rem
iniscences," finished Warren.
You see that woman who lust
came in?v whispered Mrs. Stevens
No. don't look now. She's on one of
the papers-the Star. 1 think. Look
how perfectly she dresses
''oh, all literary women dress like
frumps''
Can I look now?" asked Helen.
giving quick backward glance at
the rather frowsy, overdressed woman
who sat behind them
You've heard of Anna Eldridge
Parker, haven't you? Well. that's she
at that long table-the one with the
black and white hat"
Anna Eldridge Parker" repeated
Helen blankly. I've heard the name
somewhere. What does she do?Y
Writes the sobby. heart to heart
stuff for the womans page of the
News"
Yes, I'm just finishing my book
I was revising the last chapters to-
day." came a woman's shrill voice
from the table just back of them
Who's going to bring it out?" a
mans voice asked
II don't know yet" evasively
Several publishers want it. but 1
haven't decided just where I'll place
It"
What whopper," grinned War
ren. Don't know her from Adam.
but I'll wager If she gets a book
published she'll pay for having it
done"
Many of them do" laughed Mr..
Stevens. But they all pretend the
publishers are sitting. up nights for
their books
Listen to this hot air." shrugged
Warren, for now they could hear the
man telling of his play.
STAGE DREAMS
"Frohman said he'd take 1t IL I'd
rewrite the third act. but I told him
wanted it produced as 1t was or not
at all. Belasco has it now. But these
managers don't know good play.
There's a corking big scene in the
last act, which"-the voice was lost
IN laughter from another table.
Who's the guy with the hair?''
asked Warren. He looks the type
Yes. he's an illustrator. he's al
ways here" answered Mr.. Stevens.
.'That man next to him is an editor
on some trade paper. A lot of near