South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-03-13
BY Mabel HERBERT URNER.

, looked around in despair. 1t was a
poor neighborhood, mostly Italians.
She had come over in search of a
place where Mrs. Stevens bought her
olive oil. And it was In looking for
this place that Helen had CHANGED to
see this wretched little kitten.
What could she do? The kitten
must be gotten out at once. or it
would be too late. Even now it might
be too weak to live.
If she could only find a policeman!
But there was none in sight. She
ian up to the next corner and then
officer. She hurried on still another
block. and then saw one further on
in the center of the street.
When she rushed up TO him and
breathlessly told her story, he an
swered stOlidly.
sorry. ma am. but can't leave my
beat. 1 guess the cat amt starVin';
it'll get all the rats it wants
"Oh, but it's a little kitten. It's too
young TO catch rats"
We'll, I'm sorry, ma'am." Obstin-
ately. but / can't leave my beat"
Fiercely indignant. Helen started
back TO the empty shop. On the way
she passed a drug store with the ia
miliar blue telephone sign. For
moment she paused uncertainty before
the door, and then entered determin-
eddy. The phone was on counter
in the rear. Quickly she called up
Dear, are you very busy?" she
asked eXcitedly.
We'll, I'm not exactly twirling my
thumbs. Why"
"Oh. couldn't you come up here?
! There's a wretched little kitten locked
in an empty shop. It's so weak it
of tn
help me get it out. oh, can't you
come"
Leave my work on some wild goose
chase for a stray cat? What do you
take me for?"
"Oh. but Warren. if YOU could only
see itLoh, l know you'd come. It's so
weak and pitiful-it tries TO drag it
self on its feet and then falls back,
and looks at me SO piteously. oh,
with a sob in her voice. think of that
poor little thing being shut up there
for DAYS without food or water. And
come" with a sob. Il don't know what
I'll do, l can't leave it 10 die like
that"
There was pause and then he said
grufAy:
You're always letting your feelings
run away with you. But it's after
four and | might as well leave now.
Where is the place."
Eagerly Helen told him where it
was. and that the elevated would bring
him within a couple of blocks. and
that she would wait there until he
came.
But what on earth are you doing
! in that neighborhOOd? ?"
"Why. dear. l came over 10 look up
that place where Mrs. Stevens gets her
But see here" as the thought just
| occurred TO him. eff that place is
empty it must be too let. Why can't
I you telephone 10 the agent? Isn't his
name on the sign?''
There isn't any sign. It's a little
old building. and there isn't any jani-
tor or caretaker. or anything. oh.
I quiveringly. Warren, you said you'd
come
Now. there nothing to get worked
up about" as he detected tears in her
voice. IF I said / come. 1 will be
there in twenty minutes.
Warren to- the Rescue.
Just what Warren could 10 when
he did come Helen did not know. but
| she was sure that somehow he would
get the kitten out. She went back
and waited before the shop The peo-
pie passing by her gazed at her Gu
Tiously At length she caught sight
OF Warren striding up the street.
Eagerly she ran 10 meet him and
brought him down TO the shop win
dow.
"Jove. that is a weak little beggar,"
as he stopped down and peered
through the clear space in the slas.
That's an outrage. Where's the
doore" He turned and shook il
soundly Then with a curt You wait
here" he strobe into the locksmith
shop.
But. evidently his interview with the
old man was no more satisfactory than
had been Helen's. for he came out
with an angry:
Cant get anything out II these
people You say there is no police
man on this block?"
No the nearest one is five blocks
below. and ne won't leave his beat"
We'll I'm not going To fool around
here. I'm going 10 get that kitten out