Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-12-14
Their Married Life
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before she looked up and saw the lit
tie woman in her chair. She was not
crying, but was looking out of the
window sadly. Helen wondered IL she
ought to speak to her, and then sud
denly deciding, leaned forward and
touched her on the arm. A tear
had forced it's way down her cheek
as she turned, a look of surprise cross
ing her face.
II thought we might talk little to
each other" said Helen, sweetly.
These trips are often very tedious,
don't you think so?'
Yes, are you going far?" the wo-
man said conventonally enough,
hastily wiping away the tear.
"Only as far as Springfield, but
even that seems like long trip when
one is travelling alone"
II am going up to Canada" the
woman volunteered, and then as
Helen said nothing, 'on very sad
mission; my father has just died"
I'm so sorry, perhaps if you told
me about it, you see I'm stranger,
it often helps to tell another person
about a trouble"
The woman smiled at Helen grate-
fully. You are kind, but there isn't
much to tell. l am a writer, | do
special articles for magazines, and I
haven't been able to get home very
often. You see we live so very far
up. My father hasn't been well for
some time, but we had no idea his
trouble was serious. And then he
went so suddenly. If l could have
man, and we shall miss him So"
Again her eyes filled with tears and
she turned away from Helen to look
out of the window.
Helen felt little helpless in the
presence of a trouble like this. But
! kNIN 4.
trouble to another had already helped
the womans grief.
You know how sorry / am" she
said softly, leaning forward to put
her hand on the woman's arm, but
perhaps if we talked about some
thing else. Shall I tell you about my
little girl?"
! Have you child?" said the wo-
man. curiously and with interest,
You look so very young"
Helen laughed merrily She had
caught a glimpse of herself in the
glass. The brown suit, with it's rich
fur against her pink cheeks, was
rather pleasant.
why, how nice of you to say such
a thing! l have little girl five years
! old, or very nearly; but it was nice of
you to tell me that"
! The woman was actually smiling.
and a faint color had come into her
cheeks.
"I love little children" she said
softly Tell me about your little
girl"
Helen talked gayly about Winifred.
! She told about the tabieauX and Win
| ifred's success in the Age OF limo
cence."
"I read about the tableaux in the
paper. And so your little girl posed
with the others?"
| 1iauy
! began to talk about Joan Richards.
The two women were deep in conver-
sation, when the conductor called
Hartford and Helen looked up with a
start.
"Only Hartford" said the woman
! Hooking out of the window, you have
| an hour still"
| Helen caught a glimpse OF the cap
! itol as she glanced out. Her trip was
/ proving to be a real adventure. She
wondered if she ought to tell War
rem. OF course, he would be sure
, to disapprove.
Did you say that you were to meet
your husband in Springfield ?" the
woman was saying.
"Yes we are going back to the city
Tomorrow. This is just pleasure
| trip for me-"
How fortunate you are" said the
woman, leaning her head back against
| the chair and looking at Helen en-
viously. "Why, you have everything
a husband, a baby, and you are just
the kind of a woman to have all those
things" she finished decisively. 81
suppose you don't really know how
! lucky you are"
| Helen could not help thinking of
how often she wasn't happy. After
all, in the face of another's trouble.
how insignificant her little worries
seemed. She had thought to cheer
the woman up, and 1t was she herself
who had received the greater benefit.
What a funny world it was after all.
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