South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-07-08

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What in thunder's going on up
there?" demanded Warren irritably.
Il suppose they must have COM
pany, dear" and Helen stopped TO
pick up the spool OF thread he had
knocked off with his paper
We'll, they don't think we're going
TO stand for that racket, do~they?' as
shrieks Of laughter rose above the
din OF the piano.
''Oh, they'll stop before long-it's
only little after ten"
Should say they would stop before
long" grimly. Where's that maya
zine with that Wall st. article?"
Helen found the magazine and he
settled down again TO read. But the
noisy revelry in the apartment over
head kept on. A very vigorous and
strident pianist was loudly strUmyning
popular airs, and a number Of voices
shrilled the chorus.
Well I'll settle that" Warren rose
and threw down his book as still
louder shout of laughter rang out.
"Oh dear, you're not going TO COM
plain about it," pleaded Helen, run
ming after him as he strobe toward
the phone.
why not?"
"Oh, I'd hate to offend Mrs. San
ford! OF course I've met her only in
the hall and elevator, but she seemed
very nice, and besides, dear, it's not
half past ten yet"
The Revelry Stops.
We'll, We'll not stand for that
racket at any hour"
But listen" eagerly. They've
stopped already"
Helen was right. for the piano
ceased and the merriment seemed
suddenly TO have died down.
Warren turned reluctantly from the
phone, plainly disappointed at being
thwarted in this opportunity TO vent
his i'll humOr. AS the silence remain
ed unbroken. Helen breathed sign
Of relief
At II Warren went to bed, still in
a surly mood. But just as Helen was
turning out the light there came the
crashing notes of Row, Row, Row.
with a chorus of high-pitched voices.
Here, turn on that light again."
Warren had jumped out of bed
Where in thunder's my slippers? Get
my bathrobe there. will your"
Helen got his bathrobe and slippers
and followed him pleadingly.
"Oh, dear, do be careful what you
| say! It'll be so unpleasant to have
| any strained feelings"
STRAINED feelings-the devil! It'll
be a whole lot more unpleasant if I
don't get my sleep"
/ He was already at the phone, i'm
patiently shaking the receiver hook.
| Hello! See here, you'll have to
call up that apartment over us and
/ tell 'em to let up on that noise. We're
not going TO stand for anything like
that, you know. ..... All right, and
you can say the complaint came from
/ this apartment toO-understand?"
| oh To haH
muttering something about Letting
/ those people know a thing or two"
1t was a chill night, and Helen, who
/ had not stopped to get her bathrobe,
crept shiveringly in beside him.
ugh, you're cold as a frog"
growled Warren. Keep over there,
will you."
As She Pictured 1t.
Helen waited breathlessly for the
/ noise TO cease. She pictured the boy
'phoning up and the indignant silence
that would follow. She wondered if
Mrs Sanford would still speak to her
| when they met in the elevator. Helen
so dreaded any strained relations she
would always put up with any dis
comfort rather than make a com
/ plant.
SAY" Warren sat up in bed again
| with alarming energy. Hasn't that
boy had time to call up there YETI"
You know after 10 he's on the ele-
vator, too, dear. He may be taking
somebody up"
Still sitting up in bed, Warren wait
ed grimly, but the boisterous merri-
ment seemed to increase. They were
evidently dancing now; the sound of
shutting feet could be heard over
head.
Then without a word he flung back
the covers got into his slippers and
bathrObe, and again stalked out to the
phone
This time Helen did not follow She
knew it would be useless. but through
| the open door she could hear him call
angrily to the hallbOy:
Look here; thought I told you TO
stop that racket! 49,. We'll, what did
they say. 49,. What's that?.
oh, they did, did they? I'll see about
that. You give me the superintend-
ent. Yes, right now. .... He
can't be asleep with all that uproar
Ring him up. / tell you!"
Ii was several minutes before War
rem got him on the phone. Helen,
| sitting up in bed, waited shiveringly
unhappy To have words with the
superintendent would mean much fu-
ture discomfort.
"See here. can't you do something
| to stop that racket up stairs? Nobody
/ in the house can sleep. It's an out
rage What's that?. ..... Not -?
! What's that got to do with it? Think
Pm going TO stand for that until Il.
/ I'll let you know the other tenants