Bogalusa enterprise. [volume] (Bogalusa, La.) 1914-1918, 1916-09-21

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Stay where you are.
But. Helen was already out of bed.
She turned on the light and found the
medicine roll in her trunk.
No, l didn't bring any" disappoint'
eddy, but here's some camphor.'
Not going to be dosed up. tell you.
Come back here and turn out that
light No wonder I've got cold; you
keep this place like barn
Why, dear. there's only one win
down halfway up. We couldn't sleep
without any air."
The windows at night were ever
cause of contention. for Helen could
never get enough air, while Warren al.
ways complained Of a draft"
IT'S this COMPOUNDED English eli
mate! And they expect that dinky
little crate to heat this room. Jove,
I'd hate to spend the winter over
here"
Maybe I'd better put on more coal
while I'm up and not let the fire go
out. 1t takes so long to get it started
in the morning"
Fearing to smother out what little
fire was left, Helen cautiously shov-
eled on some coal. Then she waited,
crouching by the crate. until there
was was CHEEKY crackle and a tiny
blue flame shot up.
Got enough covers on here?' draw
ing them up around his shoulders, as
Helen came back to bed.
Here's this extra one" throwing
over him the red sateen comforter and
tucking it in we'll on his side. Dear,
don't like to hear you cough like that.
Won't you let me send out for some
thing?"
whats the matter?' savagely.
Keeping you awake? Where's that
Internal handkerchief" Warren was
cropping under his pillow.
Wait, dear, III get you fresh
one"
See here. this all the covers we've
got? Well, I'm cold-get my overcoat
and throw it over my feet"
Helen got the overcoat, although the
bed was already so burdened with GOV.
ers that she could hardly bear their
i weight. With the fire. and the win
dow only half open, she was almost
suffocated.
Hey, whatre you doing there?"
I'm so warm, dear, l was just lay
ing back this comforter from my side
but I'm not getting it off of you
We'll, see that you don't. That's
how l got this cold-sleeping in a reg
ular gale with no cover"
Helen knew he had caught the colo
by going out the day before in a driz
zling rain without his raincoat, but
she refrained from saying SO.
The fire was now burning we'll, its
glow reflected here and there in the
polished wood Of the heavy English
furniture. Helen lay watching it unit
her thoughts drifted hazily into sleep
When she awoke her first impress
sion was that it was barely dawn
Then her glance fell on Warren'
watch by the side of the bed-it wal
after eight.
1t was a gray, foggy morning, pene
tratingly chilly. Softly she slipped on
of bed, put down the window ant
turned to the fire.
Very carefully, for fear Of awaken
ing Warren, she poked down the ashe
and put on fresh coal. If he woul'
only sleep until she could dress ant
the room was warmer.
Shiveringly she took cold spong
bath, fearing to ring for hot water les
she awaken him.
It was still so dark that she turne'
on the lights to do her hair. The foI
had thickened to rain. Below tn
wet, dismal street was deserted-th
desolate desertion Of rainy Sunda
morning.
Her fingers, numb with cold, let fal
her hairbrush. Warren, aroused b.
the noise, stirred uneasily. She stoo
motionless, hoping he would doze OF
again, but he threw out his arms wit
: yaWn.
Hello, you up? What time is it?
ITS Sunday, dear: you don't hav
to get up. Try to sleep little Longer
. The rooms not warm yet
What time is it?' vigorousl
scratching his head. his favorite metl
cd Of waking himself up.
"A little after eight, but I'd stay i
!. bed till the rooms warm
!. Got the paper?'
! Helen opened the door and brougf
. in the London Observer and Warren
! shoes. He took the paper, proppe
!. himself up with the pillows, and wa
+ soon absorbed in the latest peace n
- gotiations.
, See here" suddenly feeling h
! chest and neck. I've got fever
!. The next moment Helen was hove
!. ing anxiously over the bed
!. Dear, you are feverish." her han
! on his forehead. You always have
!. little fever with a cold. Don't try