South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-10-19

anything? It seems SO much to have
10 tip SO many"
Very Compulsory
"WeH. you've got to do it, or If you
ever came on this ship again you'd
find it blamed uncomfortable"
You can get breakfast now, sir
The bedroom steward was at the
door. Your luggage ready to go
down. sir?"
yes. all ready. You can take it
now" and Warren slipped into his
hand a 50 bill
Thank you, sir" and he hurried
OF with their hand baggage, while
Helen followed Warren down TO the
dining saloon.
Although it was not yet five, the
regular breakfast has been prepared
FOR the passengers leaving for Cher
bourS OE the tender
Helen ordered only fruit, coffee and
toast, for the sleepiess night had left
her with a dull headache and no APP
petite. But Warren ordered a hearty
breakfast Of kiDpered herring and
parsley omelet.
Dear, if you don't mind, I'll not
wait for you. Perhaps I'd better go
up and find the stewardess and the
ueCk steward.
"All right" as having finished the
herring Warren now attacked the
Omelet. You hustle on. Go back to
the stateroom and take a look around.
See that they've got everything out"
Helen had no difficulty in finding
the stewardess, who was hanging
over the banister plainly waiting for
har Zip. The deck steward, too, was
in evidence, but a passenger was in
structing him about a steamer rug TO
be kept for the return voyage.
Then Warren came up. and they
leaned over the railing TO watch the
sailors load the trunks on the tender
md Helen forgot all about the two
dollar bill she had thrust in her glove
for the deck steward.
When the baggage was all on, the
passengers filed down the gang-plank.
Early as il was the ships band was
stationed on deck, ready to play "a
farewell salute as they pushed off.
From the tender Helen looked up
at the great white ship with its flut-
tering flags. Everyone was waving
"A farewell, the band was playing-it
was a stirring moment.
\ Hipt.
Beg pardon. sir. but didn't YOU
want To see me %
Hey What's that?" Warren turn
ed TO ind the deck steward at his ell
bow. What in the devil do you
want?"
Helen stared blankly. Then as she
saw the other passengers glance at
them with meaning Smile-she re-
membered the money in her glove.
What's that?" repeated Warren,
loud enough for everyone TO hear.
Il don't know what you're talking
about"
oh daar forc-o+ - ,yi,-c liz, I;
tip. Herel" taking the bill from her
glove and thrusting it at him.
so that's what you're after?" roar
ed Warren. Well, you'll pay for this
internal impudence; I'll report you,
all right. I'll see If you're allowed
TO follow passengers and hound them
for tips!"
But the man was running back up
the gang-way, and now the ropes
were thrown off, and with throb OF
machinery the tender pushed away.
With the steward out of reach,
Warren's rage was vented on Helen.
Nice position you've put us in he
fumed, making everybody think
were trying TO get away without tip
ping the stewards. Not that / care
hang what they think" quickly, for
Warren posed as being Indifferent to
what people thought
But Helen did care! She was
crimson with mortincat The
amused glances of the other passen-
gers had sent the hot blood to her
face. She felt that most of them
thought she aud Warren had prob
ably tried to escape all their tips.
She knew there were some people who
did this, and in what contempt they
were held.
Helen Disgraced.
The tender was swiftly ploughing
through the water. and already the
steamer was left far behind. Any
other time Helen would have been
thrilled with the beauty Of the scene
the majestic ship outlined against
the riOtOus sunrise. But now she
looked at it almost unseeingly.
she felt disgr; ed. The trivial incl
dent she magnified TO an absurd i'm
pOrtance. Although the other pas
sengerS were now watching the re-
Ceding shin and the sunrise, she felt
they were still watching her. And
they would have 10 travel all the way
10 Paris with these people!
Warren had evidently forgotten all
about il, for he was talking to one Of