South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-30
SECOND YEAR OF
MARRIED LIFE.

Ladies' cloak room on second
floor" announced the bell boy, "ele-
vator to the right"
I'll wait for you here" said War
rem. Now, hurry up" as Helen en-
tered the elevator. Don't stay up
there primping-we's late now"
Upstairs the maid checked her
wraps, but Helen could not get near
the mirror. as half dozen women
were crOwding about it, applying pow
der and rouge. SO quickly tiuffing
up her hair by the aid of the tiny glass
in her purse, she hurried down.
Warren led the way through the
hotel corridor to the private room
where the club was giving it's month
ly dinner.
The place was in a bunch of con-
fusion. A few were already seated.
but many more were crowding around
the tables trying to find their names
on the slip of paper at each plate.
Here we arei" announced Warren,
locating his own name at two OF the
places. Not bad seats. That's the
speakers table over there. We can
hear all right-if there's anything
worth hearing"
''Dr. Hilton" Helen read from the
slip at the plate next TO hers. DO
you know him, dear?"
mo. I'll doubt if l know anyone
here. That was a fine trick of Stew
ens'-inveigling us into this thing and
then not coming himself
But. Warren, he couldn't help that.
He couldn't come if Mrs. Stevens is
ill.,"
well. i suppose not. But if it
turns out to be a bore, if they're lot
of long winded speakers that say moth
ing-he1l hear about it all right. l
told him | couldn't stand these club
dinners, yet nothing would do but
that we must come"
But, dear, ii may be interesting.
Louise Miller Parks is TO talk on d.
vOrce' and I've always wanted to see
her"
warren shrugged his shoulders.
These strong minded literary women
galliVanting around as speakers at
public dinners-they'd much better
be at home darning their husbands
socks"
But she isn't married-is she?"
Then that's why she's talking on
divorce It's the woman no man
wants for a wife that goes around
putting fool ideas into the heads OF
other women"
Warren il Irritable
Here a small gray-haired man took
! the seat beside Helen \ stout and
much over dressed woman was with
/ him-evidently Dr. Hilton and his
wife.
Like To know when well get any
thing TO eat here" complained War
rem. glancing at his watch. The
cards say seven sharp-it's after half
I past now"
But / suppose il is difficult to get
anything like This started on time.
| on. do you think that is Louise Mil
/ Ter Parks?" asked Helen, as a woman
about forty-hve. in a girlish pale blue
4 OF no "A :
table.
"She's ugly enough to be anybody.
Tt takes a woman like that 10 dress
I like a girl 81 eighteen.
"Oh. dear. don't be unkind.' plead
/ ed Helen, hoping that no one had
/ heard him AID wishing fervenuy they
would bring on the dinner. which she
\ kaew would improve liis mood.
! Here d worried looking waiter dash
ed up with the first cOurse-IOur very
small. discouraged looking CLANS on
a disE not ovGTladen with cracked ice.
Warren shifted cOntemptuously.
-Four clans, BY George. they are
/ Of EN-. Here" trying TO flag waiter
We want a wine card"
! The waiter handed him one from
/ another table and rushed of again.
/ Now. what do you want TO drink
\ Got to nave something 10 get through
( being bored stiff. TN running his
! finger down the wine list. How
! ABOUT some Sauterne? ."
, Then. without waiting for her re-
Diy. he again beCknned the waiter
- quart of this No. 22S. And 5rHG
! il now--not when the dinners half
/ over"
! BY this time everyone was seated
/ and all the tables were filed. With
/ keen interest Helen glanced around
III was plainly a literary crowd, as
| most OF the women were badly dress
ed. A straining after the unusual and
| the striking was everywhere.
At the next table sat = tall, thin,