South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-03-30

Everything all right?" called out
Warren. as ne threw down some
packages and shrugged out OF his
overcoat
Helen hurried in from the dining
room. 'Oh, 1 was afraid You were
81 lg 20 be late. Did you bring the
caviar and the alnonds7''
Here they are. You'd better fix the
caviar right away. and put it on the
ice"
Helen took tho packages and hur-
ried back TO the kitchen. Warren
followed her 10 the door.
What's that odor through here p"
smiling the air disapprOyingly.
"Oh. dear. 1 just burned some in
cense- was afraid there might be
some odor OF the cooking"
We'll. I'd darn sight rather smell
cooking than that stuff" throwing up
a window. Smells like a Chinese
Joint" Then drawing out his watch
and comparing II with the dining
room clock: That's still Ave minutes
slow. You'd better be getting dressed.
But there are few things yet
must do" And for the next few min
utes Helen was rushing back and
forth. giving final instructions to
Della, and putting the finishing touch
es 20 the table and sidsboard.
From the bathroom came the sound
OF running water, and OF Warren's
cheerful whistle as he prepared for
his bath. Evidently he was IN a ve.-y
good humor. and Helen devoutly-
hoped that he would remain so, she
herself was thoroughly tired and IN
strung from the two days anxious
preparations for the dinner, and IN
spite Of her careful planning that
Inc oh Lee -.
moment, she found that many things
still were to DO done. IL was a quar-
ter after six now, and the dinner was
10 be at seven. They would probably
come a few minutes before-which
gave her only little more than half
an hour.
When Helen was much hurried she
always grew confused, and now she
huttered around from one place to
another, accomplishing much loss than
at any other time.
Getting Dressed
Nov, Della, 1 must dress-it's 20
minutes after! Do you know about
everything? Now don't forget TO serve
the artichOke on these plates
You go on ma'am. They'll be here
fore you're dressed"
In her own room. quickly she
slipped into the Ettle pale blue even
ing gown
Warren can you hook me up?"
Going 70 the door OF his room. Delia's
too busy"
Warren, already dressed, was trans
ferTtng his watch and cigars from
the pocket of the suit he had Just
taken Off TO his dinner coat
IAN right, turn around" as ne drew
her toward the light
ION, no, dear, you're hooking the
outsidei The lining must be fastened
"Jovel There are a double set o.
them. Wait How do you expect me
to do this II you wiggle 2"
But dear. do hurry It's already
struck half past"
Talk about inventions Of the devil!
Here. where does this one go?"
Helen felt back inquiringly. He
took her finger and put it over the
hook. There. that fellow-what do
you do with him 3"
THAT goes under the belt. Isn't
there a loop for it?"
Not that I can see.'
"Oh." desperately. They'll be here
in n moment I'll have to get Della
after ALI" And she flew out to the
kitchen where Della was o., her knees
trying TO relight the oven, which had
n habit Of going out at the most in
convenient time.
Sullenly Della. washed her hands
and hooked up the dress. for to be
interrupted IN the preparation of a
dinner at such a critical moment is
not conducive to amiability
Just then the bell rang. Helen
broke away from Della with the last
hook still unfastened.
"Oh, excitedly. as she rushed in TO
Warren. There they are now. And
I'm not ready. I must fix my hair
Can't you receive them ?"
''Of course not" in an angry whis-
per. How would that look2 Your
hairs all right"
Not at Her Best.
And Helen had no choice but TO
receive them as she was. wretchedly
conscious that her hair needed a few
last touches and that the powder she
had hurrtedly fiuffed over her neck
and arms had not been wiped of.
While Warren helped Mr.. Griffen
ont OF his coat in the hall. Helen took
Mrs. Griffen into her room AS she
laid aside her wraps Helen was dis
mayed 70 find that she was not in an
evening gown, but wore a black dress
with a high-necked lace yoke.
As the hostess, Helen realized that
she should not have dressed. more
than her guest. But II had never oc-
Cured TO her that the wife Of west
ern millionaire would not wear an
evening gown when she dined out
Perhaps Mr.. Griffen was not dressed
either. He was a big. powerful man,