South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-10-29
By MABEL HERB LRT Urn

Paris at O'Clock OF a summer
evening" The cleaning lights. the
gay gowns OF the women, the trees,
the outdoor cafes-Helen, clinging to
warren's arm, walked down the broad
boulevard athrill with the glamour of
il all.
1t had been just four hours since
they arrived from Cherbourg-tired
dusty, travel-stained. But now rested
and in cooler clothes they started
out to find. as Warren expressed it.
"a place TO feed"
Where should they goY Helen sug
gested a mum Der of weil-knOwn places
that she had read Of in the guide
book. But Warren was determined
TO have their first dinner at res
taurant he had been particularly fond
of when he was in Paris eight years
before.
Although he had forgotten the
name, he had felt confident of his
sense of location. They had taken
bus to Porte St. Martin and mad
walked several blocks in what he felt
was the right direction.
Must be around here somewhere"
frowning down a street that was
plainly unfamiliar. Il don't believe
they've moved.
Isn't that a restaurant over there
where the lights are?" asked Helen
hopefully.
sBy Jovei believe that's the place"
as they crossed the wide street. I'D
have sworn il was on the other side"
Entering, they were met by an Of
ficious head waiter, who hustled
ahead. Ushering them to table in an
inner room.
"Oh. we don't want to sit back
- a
table out on the veranda."
Sorry. monsieur. but they're all
taken"
why. there's half dozen vacant
ones up at that end
They're all reserved, monsieur
repeated the head waiter stolidly.
Warren turned to Helen with a
scowling $50 they know that game
over here. too. This fellows looking
for five francs. Well, what do you
say? Want to sit back here-Or look
up some other placer"
"Oh, dear, let's go somewhere
else" resenting the supercilious air of
the head waiter, who stood by i'm
patiently tapping the dinner card with
his pencil.
Outside Warren demanded CURLY:
Now where to? It's getting late and
I'm hungry. We don't want to wan
Ger around all night. you know"
But. dear, we don't want to stay
there. That man was almost inso-
lent"
He BIames Her.
We'll, you're pretty darn particu-
lar" as usual throwing the response
bility upon her. Wed have been
sure of good food there. anyway. But
you're always kicking. Suppose you
lind a place now
Helen realized that Warren was on
the verge of one OS his irritable
moods when he would blame her for
whatever happened. however incOn-
sistent or unjust He had had Moth
ing to eat since that early and I'M
satisfactory luncheon on the train. 1t
was a critical moment and she was
desperately anxious 20 find some other
good restaurant at once-before his
growing hunger increased his irrita-
bility.
They walked on for several blocks,
Helen gazing anxiOusly in every d.
rection. while Warren maintained the
scowling. sullen silence that always
forboded storm
''Oh, there dear" eagerly as she
caught sight of a balcony. high above
the street with white clothed tables
and rOse-shaded lights. Doesn't that
look like a good placer"
You can't tell anything about
these strange places in Paris.
growled Warren. May be rotten
But we've got to eat somewhere. Come
on, and we'll stay here-understand?
whether we get a table you like or
not. No more tTOtting around for me
tonight"
Helen followed Warren up the
broad. red-carpeted stairs. hoping
desperately that at this place things
would go right
The first glimpse was disappointing
The room was crowded. Would they
have To go somewhere else2