Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-03-31
OF INTEREST TO THE WOMEN
THEIR MARRIED LIFE"
Copyright By international New. Service

| The telephone wakened Helen ou
of sound sleep, and she started III
! hurriedly only to settle back on hel
pillow with the knowledge that MarN
would answer ii. She and WarreT
| had been up very late the night be.
/ fore, and, as she had been very tired
she had gone to bed directly after
lunch to get some sleep before Laurs
should arrive.
The telephone rang again, and she
wondered irritably why Mary did MOI
answer. Really, she would have to bt
reproved If she did not do better
and then Helen remembered that this
was Mary's day out. Again that an
noying tinkle. and this time Heller
sprang up and went out into the hall
Her hello was not too cordial unit
she recognized Laura's voice.
Helen, L don't think I can man:
age to come over this afternoon, after
all. Will you excuse me-
The quality OF Laura's voice ban
ished the last vestige of sleep from
Helen's eyes-it sounded as though
she were in trouble and needed help
Her voice sounded strained and un-
natural, and the situation required an
unusual amount Of tact.
You simply must come, dear
Helen said sweetly, as though she
suspected nothing
But ] won't be any kind of a COM
panion; l am awfully nervous to-
day."
II am all alone. I have let my maid
go out and there is no one here. /
shall be awfully disappointed if you
don't ccme."
Laura hesitated, and Helen jumped
into the breach.
You simply must come. | won't
forgive you If you disappoint me. I'm
sure it will do you good to get out
into the air. Why don't you walk
over?"
mo, I'll come in the car. All right
Helen, you can expect me, but ] told
you the truth when / said that / am
terribly nervous"
She Prepares For laura
Helen just laughed and rang off.
She rubbed her eyes and then went
into the bathroom and plunged her
face into cold water. The icy sting
refreshed her, and she proceeded leis-
urely enough with the rest of her
dressing. 1t was only 3 o'clock.
Laura would probably wait until 4 to
come. Helen could not help thinking
a little regretfully of that extra hour
that she might have slept. Really she
and Warren must cut out night hours.
Now that she thought of it, she
actually hadn't been in bed before
Twelve or one IN ages. They had spent
so many evenings with the careless
Bohemian people who never went to
bed until the hours were small. Helen
had noticed that Anne's small white
face was beginning to look even
smaller-that child wasn't used to
such hours either
Well, that was neither here nor
there. There was another problem
still more important. What was there
about Laura Richards life that was
making her unhappy, that was chang
ing her from a contented woman to a
bitter type of wife entirely unlike her
ordinary disposition?
Helen wheeled the little tea wagon
that was recent acquisition into the
dining room and arranged the cups
and saucers and plates on it. She fill
ed the tea ball with her best orange
pekoe, and placed the mullins ready for
toasting. There was fresh butter, too.
Helen remembered how Laura adored
unsaHed butter, and had bought some
on purpose. The bell rang, just as
she finished. Laura already? Why
it was only three thirty, that was
strange.
Il came right up" Laura said as
Helen swung the door open and pulled