Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-09-12

Warren had decided to come home
by train. and the day had turned out
to lie uucomfortably warm At New
,;aaror,}. where they changed from
the boat To the train, the heat seemed
almost intolerahle and the stuffy
little train without chair car. which
IAN as far as Providence, was little
1,t tt'i.
Helen famed herself with a letter
hich she had taken out of her hand
lag. While Warren perused time
table for the fifth time
We have nearly an hour to wait
in Providence" he remarked finally,
80 we might as well have lunch
there"
"All right. dear" said Helen. try
ing to force little enthusiasm into
her voice, "I think it will be nicer
to do that than to eat on the train.
] wonder If the brakeman could open
this window for US, 1t would be so
much cooler"
"Ill see If l can open it. What
they want the windows closed for is
more than 1 can understand" And
Warren tugged at the window, which
remained obstinately shut.
Can we have this window open.
CONDUCTOR" as the conductor came
through and stopped to watch his
efforts.
don't believe | can manage it
for YOU" he said, obligingly coming
into the seat and trying to force it
open. Hardly any of.the windows in
this train are ever opened, and they
got stuck"
Looks as if we'd have to give it
mp as a bad job" remarked Warren
finally. and Helen smiled family at
the humor of the situation, in spite
/.
so uncomfortable in her life.
Warren had brought some maga-
zines on the boat, ad Helen took
one up and began to look through
Il listlessly. One of the stories at
tracted her in spite of herself. and
she began to read at first mechanic
ally, then with real interest. forget
ting the heat of the day as she be-
came engrossed in the plot. 1t was
about a girl on a train, a girl who
was of course unusually attractive.
and when circumstances had forced
to travel alone. She was having a
course of thrilling adventures, one Of
young man and a lost dress suit case.
they Have to Hunt For
Lunch Counter.
The story ended in the conventional
manner. and she had not enough am
oition to begin another, so she rested
'ltl iitdu against Tic llOl Itu pluSu
and closed her eyes. She had not
slept very we'll last night and the
motion of the train gradually soothed
her nerves She had really been
sound asleep when they reached
Providence, and as she followed War
rem into the station she felt better.
Feel hungry he said, turning
as they waited to check their bags.
Not very. dear. I'd like something
cold to drink"
Worst thing in the world for you:
you'll feel better when we've had some
lunch. ! don't think there's a restau-
rant connected with the station, but
I'll find out"
In the station they found nothing
but a lunch counter.
There surely must be a place near
the station where we could have a
table" suggested Helen, who hated
the idea of sitting up at the counter
for anything to eat.
We'll see what we can do. III ask
this boy selling papers. lie ought to
know of some place"
Hey, sonny do you know of a
place near the station where we could
get something to cate"
Well he said. finally, there's a
fine place around the corner where
they have tables, name is Holman.
you'll see it up over the door"
Warren handed the boy a dime and
he and Helen departed. 1t wasn't
very hard to find, for as soon as they