South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-29
SECOND YEAR OF
MARRIED LIFE.

There is something subtly depres-
sing in putting away the clothes OF
one season and taking out those OF
the next.
There are always memories and as
sociations that cling about them. If
the season had been a happy one. II
is with regret that we realize II is
past. If it was unhappy or even an
Indifferent one, we are filled with
vague sadness that another half year
has gone and brought US SO little.
And there is always, too. a feeling
that we have failed to make the most
OF the time. There are suggestions
of lost opportunities. possibilities OF
happiness or achievement in the sea-
son now ended, that we have missed.
And now as Helen folded away her
summer dresses. something OF all TINS
was in her mind. She wondered, too
what the next summer would be like
what change might come before
she would again unpack these things.
Would Warren and she be closer or
farther away? what gradual shifting
of conditions might not another six
months bring?
There is, too. a reminiscent sad
ness about the things from the year
before. And as she shook the cam
them in the window 10 sun she could
hardly have analyzed her feeling Of
depression.
She thought of the day Warren
| had bought them for her. She re-
membered how he had said as he
rubbed his hand over the soft fur;
Looks just like YOU. Kitten" How
rarely he called her Kitten now.
How rarely he used any pet names or
endearing terms.
AS she shook the creases from
| Warren's heavy overcoat something
| fluttered from one of the pockets.
| They were the stubs of theater tickets
-"Orchestra NJ, Dec. So
! She remembered the night, bitter
| cold night with the deep snow from
! the day before, and Warren had
| scolded because she had forgotten
| her rubberS She had wanted to go
TO a problem play. but he had insisted
on vaudeville. And it had been a
very poor bill. except for a one-act
play. She smiled as she thought of
/ their heated argument on the way
| home over the ethics involved in the
SKETCH girl 10 choose between
stealing and going on the street
| Helen put the bits of pasteboard
I into the coat pocket with foolish
sentiment that since they had been
them away. Then, instinctively, she
went through the other pockets
| some matches. a cigarette. a collar
| button (the cheap black kind the
| laundries use), a pencil and a sub
way ticket Evidently she had packed
the coat away in a hurry and had for
gotten TO go through il.
There flashed through her mind g
story she had read not long before OF
a wife efnptying the pockets before
| sending one OF her husbands suits &c
the tailor-and finding a note which
| proved his unfaithfulness.
Helen stopped over and rubber her
cheek against the coat with a sud
den rush OF tenderness. At least she
need never fear that! She could &C
through the pockets of all his suits
and find nothing like that. She hug
ged that thought TO her now as she
had many times before
DO you want tomatoes with the
salad tonight-Or just the plain let
tuce?" asked Della, coming 10 the
door
why tomatoes Of course. if yor
have any nice ones-and little
green pepper. While you're here,
Della. help me lift out this tray. No
I want that chair-We'd better pa
Ii here on the floor And Della.
as she started out. heat an iron fOl
me want 10 press OUT SOine tlllhsS-
The dining room clock struck foul
and Helen realized that she mus
hurry il she wanted TO get thes'
trunks and boxes cleared away befor'
Warren came.
Quickly she took out the rest o.
the winter clothes and packed IL
their place the summer things. max
ing a list OF the contents of each DO,
and trunk. This she always did -
IL any one article was needed bafor,
the others. IL would easily be found
She never packed Warren's thingi
separately. There was always /