The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1917-11-20
MARRIED LIFE.

Helen Learns to Appreciate a Home.
The telephone rang sharply. Helen
was dressing the baby, so she called
to Della to answer it. Della came
grumbling, for she hated the phone
Hello! What? l can't hear what
you re saying. What 2" she screamed
Della always shrieked through the re-
ceiver at the top of her voice. War
rem said she didn't need the telephone
she had only to open the door.
Eyes, this is Mrs. Curtis's. Yes,
she's here. What's that?"
wait, I'll come Helen put the
baby down and hurried to the phone.
Yes, this is Mrs. Curtis. Who?'
in tone of amazement. Katherine
Grant! Where are you? How did
you find me? How did you know?"
Then she listened eagerly for sew
"Oh!" well, can't you come now
at once-and have luncheon with me:
Yes, I'm all alone. Well have a
wonderful time! Yes, as soon as you
can. Take subway-it brings you
within a block, just one block west"
An Old School Chum.
Helen hurried out to the kitchen,
ooh, Della excitedly, katherine
Grant, my old boarding school mate
is in town and is coming to luncheon.
Fix up something that will be dainty
and nice and set the table as attrac-
lively as you can.
Unlike most maids Della delighted
in unexpected company, and her i'm
promptu dishes were always sue
cess.
Helen finished dressing the baby,
and then herself-choosing her pref
test tea-gown. She was all athrill
with excitement. Katherine Grant,
who had become a successful maya
zine writer, and who she had not
seen since she was married.
When a half hour later the bell
self After the first excited greet
ings, after the baby had been ex-
claimed over and admired, and the
little apartment shown, Katherine
was installed in an easy chair in the
nursery and they proceeded to talk.
"And so you're happy-ideally
happy?" demanded Katherine.
Helen flushed, why, yes :- of
course
And is marriage, and a home,
and child everything you thought
it would be? You were always such
a sentimental, romantic little thing.
And since you've married I've often
wondered if the reality was what yov
pictured it. And it has been-it is?
You are still very much in love with
your husband and he with you?''
why, of course" If there was a
forced note in her voice Katherine
did not notice it.
We'll, I'm glad some ones life is
as they planned it-mine certainly
isn't
my workw she said, bitterly.
why, Katherine, you have your
work-youve been so successful"
My work. bitterly. do you think
any woman is ever satisfied with just
her work? Do you think she is ever
content with anything less than
home-than her man and her child'?"
But surely, dear, glancing at the
graceful figure before her, you can
have all that"
"Oh, yes, / suppose could have it |
If l was willing to take it with a3y
one who chose to give it to me. But |
I'm hardly ready to do that yet"
You mean that there is some
Katherine smiled cynically. isn't
there always some one"
"And there is some reason why.
You don't mean that he is married
ooh, no-nothing like that"
Then, Wy
Why don't he care for me?" with
another bitter laugh. ct is unrea-
sonable of him, isn't it?'
ooh, DON'T don't like for you to
be so bitter; you never used to be-"
Perhaps l hadn't any cause then"
'Oh, l wish you could tell me,
dear-not if you'd rather not, of
course
There isn't much to tell-except,
that thought very wonderful thing
had come into my life. And, we'll
after a while he stopped caring and
didn't. l kept on. It's so hard for
a woman to let co."