The Washington herald., 1917-12-31

With shivering haste Helen put
down the windows. turned on the
radiator. and crept back to the pro-
tecting warmth of the bed.
Warren stirred. yawned. and half
rose on his pillow for a sleep-dazed
stare at the clock.
It's Sunday. dear: we don't have
to get up yeti" still ashiver, she
| cuddled closer.
"Jove. it's cold! Better have that
heat on"
II just turned it on. Were you
. cold in the night" solicitously, Til
get out that heavy blanket today"
Usually Helen luxuriated in the
late, leisurely getting up of a Sun
| day morning. 1t was something to
look forward to during the relent-
| less seven-thirty weekday regime.
But this morning her thoughts
were troubled by ranking memo
ries Of a-pending issue with the
maid.
Dear. I wish you'd speak to her.
1t would have so much more effect
, than anything I could say"
Speak to who?" with a yawn.
What the Sam Hill you talking
about?"
About Nora! Those plates were
stone cold. they hadn't been near
| the oven-yet the insolent way she
stood there and"
Great Guns. starting on that
| again this morning?"
Mono, only thought a word
from YOU"
well, II she gets a word from
me-it'll be a final one. I'll tell her
! to get OUT"
"Oh. no we want to keep her
it's so hard to get a girl now. But
she must be more respectful! II
you'd only speak to her about that
you heard how she answered me
! last night. Why. dear, you're not
getting up?"
Huh! I'd rather get up than
listen to that harangue."
I'm sorry" contritely. II won't
say another word" drawing him
back and covering him up. "There
now, we've almost an hour to rest"
A team-sputtering silence in
which Helen lay against his arm,
| trying to Danish the CALLING
thoughts Of the maid. and to enjoy
the nesting warmth and relaxa-
tApu VI lHlS IellClLOuS nOuT.
clamorous shrilling of the tele-
phone.
Mono, wait" as Warren growl-
ingly started up, She'll answer it,
The next moment they heard Nora
hurry by the door and into the IL
brary. The call was for her-some-
thing about next Thursday, her after
noon off. Her voice, needlessly loud,
fhrnfIOt
She gets more calls!" resented
Helen. mo one else would put up
with 1t. That's what makes me so
furious give her SO many privileges
that she doesn't appreciate. And she's
SO assertive-it almost drives me wild!
Just yesterday she -"
Jumping Josaphat" snorted War
rem, as fiinging back the covers he
lurched out of bed.
Helen's face burned against the Dill
low. She had not intended to bring
1t up again. Then at the sound of
vigorous splashing from the bath
room, she dragged herself out of bed.
Even with the extra hour she was
still tired. She had not slept well. It
was never a restful sleep when her
mind was burdened with rankline
thoughts
Without the impetus of weekday
haste, their Sunday morning dressing
was more leisurely. and 1t was after
nine when they sat down to break
fast
warren scooped out his grapefruit,
intent on propped-up section of the
bulky. Sunday paper.
Mornin, was Nora's sullen greet
ing as she brought in the coffee.
The coffee, toast and eggs on the
table, Nora stalked into the front
room with the busters and CARPET
sweeper.
To be allowed to clean the front
room while they were at breakfast, so
she could get through earlier, was one
OF Nora's many privileges.
With deepening resentment Helen
buttered her toast 1t was hard. dry
ana barely warm. She had told Nora
repeatedly to have the bread sliced,
but not to put 1t on the toaster un-
til they came to the table. There was
always plenty Of time while they ate
their fruit.
one egg and two pieces of bacon
constituted Helen's UNMARRIED break
fast. Was 1t for sheer spite that
Nora would never cook the bacon
enough? Though Warren liked his
underdone. she wanted hers crisp
but this difference Nora persistently
ignored.
What's wrong?" demanded War
rem. as she rose from the table.
I'll have to cook this more-II
can't eat it unless it's crisp"
Well, let her do it! You sit
down there ana ring that belle