The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1914-02-16
Married Life
the Third Year
BY MABEL HUBERT uRNER.

BY MABEL HuRBERT uRNER.
1t was a typical London hotel room.
Large. dark. high ceilings and the fur
nishings had an air Of massive colid-
ity.
There were long red velvet hang
iIgs at the window, and the bedstead.
wardrobe and dressing table were OF
heavy English walnut. Over the open
crate was broad marble mantel.
The velvet window hangings and
marble mantel seemed to Helen par
ticularly impressive. They gave the
room an air OF gloomy grandeur which
satisfied her ideals of an old and fam
Gus London hotel. H.
Here. can't we have any more
light?" demanded Warren. browning
into the mirror before which he was
adjusting his tie Push back those
curtains there"
Helen drew back the heavy hang
ings, but outside was only gray
a gray stone wall. 1t might have been
dusk instead OF in the morning.
Then she turned on the electric light.
but for all that large room there was
only one small bulb dropped on a
wire from the center of the ceiling.
Warren looked up with a contemp-
tuous, Huh, that's brilliant fllumi-
nation for a room like this. We'd
have a dozen of those at home
Yes, know, but in way lot OF
lights would spoil this room. The
gloominess seems to make 1t more
distinctive"
We'll, what l want is a decent
tn oh NV will have It
too. if l stay here. Where is that
clothes brush?"
Here's the whisk broom, dear, you
put the brush in your suit case"
He got 1t out and turned slowly
around while Helen brushed his coat.
Ready now? You know you are
not coming back up here after break
fast"
Yes, dear. am all ready" putting
her hatpin in at a more comfortable
angle, and taking up her gloves, purse
and Baeceker.
For heavens sake hide that guide
book! Get newspaper to fold it In.
You need not fiaunt your Americanism
1T is evident enough. Now come on.
Here, we had better turn out that
arc light-it burns too much electricl-
ty" And all the way down the hall
he chuckled at his own joke.
They had breakfast in the dining
room by a great high window which
reached almost to the ceiling, and was
hung with the same dark velvet hang
ings. 1t WAS delicious English
breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast and
orange marmalade.
II was just nine by the clock in the
rotunda as they passed through. Hell
- q
hotel steps. as she looked up and
down the unfamiliar street before
them.
THE FIRST DAY.
Dear, just think. this is our first
day in London! Think off all the
impressions-all the mental pictures
we vii store up today"
Now, we have no time to senti-
mentalize. We've got to be on the
Job here every moment. You can
moon over things when you get home.
Here. We will go around this way 70
the Strand
The Strand! Helen had so often
heard that name, and now in few
mirues she would see the street it.
self.
But the Strand was very different
from her" expectations. Instead of the
large stately stores that she had pic
tured, there were innumerable small
shops with their show windows
crowded with goods. Gloves, canes,
umbrellas, ties, collars. shirts were
displayed in miscellaneous assert
ment.
why. Warren, look how they hang
their goods in the window. Surely
these are not very good stores"
Good as any. That's the way all
the shops here show their stuff.
Crowd everything they can get into
the windows"
But look. dear" as they passed a
jewelers. store where countless watch
chains and silver trinkets were hung
close against the window pane. with
he price marked on each. why, it
looks like a pawns hop"
But that's the way the best Lon
don jewelers. display their goods
Here. we will cross over at this
corner want you to see a famous
old chop house just below"
A NEW RULE.
As they crossed Helen was astonish-
ed to find the traffic going down the
left side of the street.
Now that is something you must
look out for. You have got to be
mighty careful in crossing the streets
here. Everything goes to the left in
stead of to the right"
Helen gazed up in amazement
You mean they drive to the left?'
That's it. And wou have got to
keep that constantly in mind and be
mighty alert if you don't want to get
run over
But dear, surely the driving laws
should be uniform all over the world