The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1914-02-13
Married Life
the Third Year
BY MABEL hEReERr uRNER.

Now you'd better go down and get
everything packed up tonight. You
won't have any time in the morning.
Well be at Plymouth at FIVE"
"At five? Helen turned from the rail-
ing where she was watching for the
faint glimmer of a distant light house
the first sign of land. "Why, War
rem they won't put us of that early"
They'll put us of whenever we get
there. told you they weren't going to
dock. We're to be put off on tender
the ship don't dock until she gets
to Hamburg"
"A tender is that a small boat which
comes out to meet u.s.?
That's it. Now you hustle down and
get things into shape I'll have
smoke and be down little later"
1t was the last night of the voyage,
and Helen longed to stay on deck. Ev-
eryone was standing around and
watching the far-off light and talking
of the extreme southern course the
ship had taken to avoid the steerage,
and the time they had lost.
They all seemed imbued with the
restless anticipation that comes with
the sighting of land Only the few
London passengers were getting of
at Plymouth, but those booked through
to Hamburg were equally excited.
Reluctantly Helen went down to the
stateroom to pack up" She knew
Warren's smoke would end In a game
OF whist in the smoking room, where
he spent most of his time during the
trip. But she had hoped that this last
night they would spend on deck to-
gether.
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had tried not to unpack many things,
but one article after another had been
needed during the trip. and now she
found the repacking no small task.
1t was after eleven when, at last,
she was through, bathed and in her
berth. But Warren had not yet come
lown-and he still had his things to
pack She would gladly have done it
Tor him. but he would never let her.
Said he could never find things when
she put them in.
At length there was a heavy step
down the paSsageway, and he threw
open the staterOOm door.
"Al through" as he began to take
of his collar.
"Whv. yes, dear almost an hour ago.
It's nearly II isn't it? You know
.,urte everything to pack and those
steamer rugs to strOp up?'
Now, don't worry about me. I'll
have plenty time for all I've got to do.
! told that steward to rout me out at
four.
But dear" as he was rapidly max
ing ready for bed, you're not going
10 leave everything for mornNg-and
You'll have to shave too"
Look here-you're ready, aren't
YOU? Well see that you are and don't
20 off forgetting half your things. I'll
attend to mine"
And he turned out the light and
climbed heavily into the berth
1t seemed to Helen that she had
hardly fallen asleep when the steward
pounded loudly on the door.
-FOUR O'CLOCK. SIR"
Helen was dressing and before War
rem came back from the bath, another
steward knocked at the door
%" gsage ready for Plymouth,
maam?"
!leien opened the door and pointed
to her steamer trunk and bag. These
arc ready-but Mr.. Curtis hasn't quite
finished packing yet"
He'll have to hurry, ma'am," and
he dragged hers out. Almost all the
luggage is off now"
oh, is the tender here already"
anXously.
shes been here for an hour. She's
round on t'other side
oh, Warren, you'll have to hurry"
vas IIelen's excited greeting when he
came from his berth. The tenders
herc alerady--and they're putting on
the baggage.
Warren grunted something under
his breath, but he began to hurry.
Can | help you? Isn't there some
thing / can do?"
Yes, just get out and let me have
what room there is.
lielen gathered up her hat and veil
and went out into the passageway to
put the mon. She could hear Warren
moving hastily about.
Luggage ready, ma am?' 1t was the
rniet steward this time.
Luggage ready, sir? Everybody
'u now, sir. She's ready to pull off,
Th" words struck terror to Helen,
h"t Warren threw open the door with
IL rough
"WeIl ii you put people off at this
'uil2ndish hour youll have to wait till
ihfA get ready. Here, you can TAX"
this trunk"
Through the open door Helen could
soc Warren thrusting things into his
emit case with more haste than she
had ever seen him exert. His hat was
On the back of his head and he was
Enthusiastically worried. She longed to
80 i'll and help him, but feared he
would only roar at her to keep out of
thc way suddenly he called:
"WHERE'S THE SHAWL STRAP"
"Why. isn't it there, rushing in to
Gnd him struggling with the big roll
OF steamer rugs and coats and looking
desperately about for a shawlstrap.
'"Where'd YOU put it, he shouted.
"Why. dear ! didn't see it, you I'M
roI / the rugs
es, and l put it right there on top
OF that WARDROBE
Helen climbed up on the berth to
look on top of the wardrobe, only life
preservers were there In the mean
time Warren was ringing wildly for
the stateroom notwithstanding I'M
der his breath.
Here the chief steward appeared at
the door. They're waiting sir. The
captain says they'll have to put off in
moment,