The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1913-12-26
Married Life
the Third Year
BY MABEL HERBERT URNER.


"Of course you can TO" Mrs. Ste
sens' voice showed h%r iC1patience.
It's ridiculous the way 20 uthink you
can't 90 anywhere because Warren
isn't here He doesn't expect you TO
.hut yourself up like nun-just be
cause res away.
oh. I know" murmured Helen.
Put pJmchcEl | don't care 70 go with
lut him"
Put yDu ahculd! 1t isn't coed foc
You to "tar it, so close Tou Just so
Cut and t@k> interest in other things.
That's i.,n tr0u0ie you'ree too depend
ent or Jour husband for your happi-
ness And he doesn't want tho man
does, Nov. you must come to this
dinner--Im not going to let you say
no" .:
Still Helen demEred, but Mrs. Ste
VEINS was insistent and finally won
reluctant consent.
"And ! want You TO wear a low
neck gown. You haze beautiful neck
and arms it's absurd for yosl always
to wear biCh-neck and long sleeves.
Blu. | haven't any gowns that are
low haven't had since ! was MAJ
red. I've really repn to 50 few places
where ] needed them
It's your own fault that you hav-
emit, You've settled down like little
old woman. You'll SCOTT FORGET that you
are yOUng-and Warren will too for
that matter. 7 suppose he looks on you
now as mjddleased. | want YOU 10 ge:
pretty little low-neck gown and
wear it."
MUST BE ECONOMICAL.
oh. but 1 couldn't get anything
now-not while Warren's away"
flushing slightly. "He's having rath-
i~in
want to keep the bills down here as
much as I can"
"Ttnu we'll fix over soemt;l!Dg you
have. Surely you have a gown We can
take the YOKE c'1t of---or cut down in
some way"
q have The pale lavender si'k~-fhat
has lace yoke"
"Jus. the thnS. Let's look at 1t
now"
Helen brought out the gown and
Mr." Str ems examined it critically.
"N5hy, this yoke is made to be taken
outfits only tosted in. And you can
rir q. the lower part OF the sic
and leave Just those little cuffs. And
want you to do your hair high-the
WY like It. You've been a demure
little moth long enough. We're going
to transform you into a gorgeous but
tcrfly While Warren's away
when Mrs. Stevens had gone Helen
went to work on the lavender gown.
Sherip1ed out the yoke and sleeves
and tried # on Yes, it was becoming
--striking!v 50. Mrs. Stevenson vas
right she had almost forgotten that
her neck and arms were lovely.
She was glad that she had altered
the dress. If only she had done 1t be
foro Warren lett-~he might have car
ricd away with him n mind picture Of
hor as she looked now.
But the dinner-sho still shrant
fro mthat. It was the annual dinner Of
tho Alden Club, and Helen was always
mere or less shy at public functions
She had very little small talk. and WEI
apt TO feel sclf-conscitur auc i! 1T
case. ard she feared she would he ev-
en- more so without Warren.
It was the next morning that Della
answered the door and came back
with q huge white pasteboard box.
Mile Wilette. Robes" was gilt-let-
tered on the cover.
"Oh. there's some mistake, Della
this is not for me"
Here's your name, ma'am, pointing
to the pencilled address
Wonderingly, Helen cut the cord
and opened the box. Underneath the
tissue paper lay the shimmering of
white satin What could it mean?
Carefully Helen lifted out an exquis-
itf evening gown Of chiffon and lace
with pearl trimming around the low
cut neck and boulder straps Of pearl
oh here's q note, maam," said
Della, taking out an envelope which
lay under the issue paper in the bot