The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram., 1914-03-17
Married Life
the Third Year
BY MABEL HERBERT uRNER.

Through"
Helen nodded, and he beckoned to
the waiter for the check.
Usually Helen enjoyed the change
day she had been in the throes OF
had been almost too tired to eat. All
day she had been in the trroes OF
packing. They were to move Wednes-
day. This was Monday, and they
had gone out to dinner because most
of the kitchen things were packed and
the whole apartment upset.
Warren took his hat from the boy
at the door and passed out, calmly un-
conscious of that youths resenttui
start Never tip 'em unless they've
got pockets was his creed.
He pushed Helen through the re-
volying door, and for moment they
stood outside, gazing down Broadway
with it's myriad Of flashing signs.
(Which way? Want to go over and
take a bus home?'
Lets walk up here few blocks
first" proposed Helen. We don't
have to go back yet, do we?''
mo. we don't assented Warren,
heartily, for he too. had visions OF
the disheveled apartment But
have walked about enough for one
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can sit down. How about this? Want
TO 60 in here for few minutes?"
He paused before place gay with
highly colored Autographs. "Admis-
sion 10 cents read the sign over the
ticket window. A hugh billboard
stood out in front. To-day! The Out
laws Revenge," A girl with a pink
evening dress with flowing hair was
bound TO the track, while around a
curve an express train came sweeping
down on her.
'Why Warren, this is a moving
picture place"
We'll, what if it is? Not too good to
go TO picture show, are you? Some
of them have might god pictures -
Helen had, of course, seen moving
pictures in vaudeville, but she had
never been to the regular ten-cent
movies"
As Warren thrust his hand into his
pocket and approached the elaborate
" coiffured and blondined lady at the
ticket window, Helen hastily drew him
back.
'Oh, dear, let's not go in here-at
least tonight apologetically.
"Why not?' curtly.
"Oh, | have read that they are so
crowded | am afraid it would be
so close in there-it is so warm and
sultry, anyway
We'll. what about an open-air place?
Lots of them uptown"
In a few minutes they were on the
elevated speeding Harlemward. Even
though Warren had only a general
idea Of where to go, they had little
trouble in finding an outdoor show
Helen was amazed at the size of the
place The whole Of a vacant lot had
been used.
There were row after row OF rough
benches. At the end was platform
with the hugh white-sheeted screen.
and young man struming popular
airs on a long-suffering piano.
Evidently they entered just at the
end of a wld-west sketch, for a group
of cowboys were throwing rope over
a limb. while beneath stood young
man of the hero type) with his hands
bound behind him.
They were pulling the moose over
his head. when through a cloud of
dust in the distance two men and a
girl came dashing along the mountain
side. Jumping off their horses, the
girl waved a paper, they ran up just in
time The hero's hands were unbound,
the girl fell in his arms, and the pic
ture flashed off the screen.
This way out! This way out,
shouted the usher suggestively, hop
ing to make room for mOrenew- comers
before the next pictures.
Helen glanced around the audience
with much interest. Mostly women,
few of them wearing hats. There
were many children. Several baby
carriages stood back against the fence.
Plainly people of the neighborhood-
choosing this way to spend a sultry
summer evening.
The name and trade mark of the
company and the notice, This picture
passed by the board of censors,' was
now flashed across the screen. The
title Of the next sketch was The
Banker Son
Scenes in a banking house, evident.
ly al night. Clerk taking ledger from
safe Group of bank officials bending
over the ledger. Guilty clerk at desk
unsuspected.
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