The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1914-04-22

omelet. You hustel on. Go back to
the stateroom and take 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 her
tip The deck steward, too, was in
evidence, but passenger was IN
structing him about 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,
and 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 it 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 it's flutter-
ing flags. Every one was waving a
farewell the band was playing-it was
stirring moment.
A HING.
BEG pardon. sir. but didn't you
want to see me?"
Hey! What's that's" Warren
turned to find the deck steward at
his elbow. What in the devil do you
want?"
Helen startde blankly. Then as she
saw the other passengers glance at
them with meaning smile-she re-
membered the money in her glove.
whats that" repeated Warren.
loud enough for every one to hear. 81
don't know what you're talking
about"
ooh. dear, l forgot to give him his
tip. Here!" taking the bill from her
glove and thrusting it at him.
$50 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 a throb Of
machinery the tender pushed away.
With the steward out of reach, War
ren's rage was vented on Helen.
Mice position you've put us in he
fumed, making everybody think we're
trying to get away without tipping the
Stewards Not that I care hang
what they Think quickly, for War
to what people thought.
But Helen did care! She was GRIM
son with modification. The amused
glances of the other passengers had
sent the hot blood to her face. She
felt that most of them thought she
and Warren had probably tried to es-
cape 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 p1oughing
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 rotous sunrise. But now she
looked at it almost unseeingly.
She felt disgraced. The trivial in
cident she magnified to an absurd i'm
portance. Although the other passen-
gers were now watching the receding
ship and the sunrise, she felt they
were still watching her. And they
would have to travel all the way to
Paris with these people!
Warren had evidently forgotten all
about it, for he was talking to one of
the men about a hotel they were
thinking Of stopping at in Paris. But
Helen's checks still burned under
her veil.
1t was only another instance in
which she foolishly allowed her self
consciousness to make her most I'M
happy