The Washington herald., 1917-02-19

Mabel Herbert Urner for four years.
srhe Married Life of Helen and War
ren," appearing exclusively in this pa
per, is the only series now being writ
ten by Mabel Herbert Urner.
7 should think you'd have weather
strips on these windows" shivered Car
rie. drawing nearer the radiator.
Why. they're all weather-stripped.
It's because the winds coming this way"
explained Helen. "Pu get you something
to put on-you mustn't take cold in that
tooth"
An liberated tooth had brought Carrie
to town. She had not expected to stay
over night, but the dentist, wishing to
see her again in the morning, had ad-
vised against the long cold trip to Oak
Crest
Blowing up" observed Warren, as the
wind scaled to a wrathful shrek. Below
zero by morning"
We'll, I don't see how you stand Il,
If you don't have more heat than this. q"
brought her. Cant you light those gas
logs?"
I'm afraid they'll smen-thats why
we never use them. Dear. you come light
them" Helen was on her knees by the
CRATE. They flare out So"
Those things don't give any heat"
growled Warren. who loathed this
modern apartment-house travesty OF a
log fire.
wait dear. let the air out first" as
he struck a match
A slight explosive fare, and from the
lower log leaped a jetted line OF blue
flame.
Mighty poor imitation OF the real
thing" said Warren, throwing the match
into the ash tray. Cant even spit in
it-that's the acid test of an open fire. 1"
"Oh dear. how horrid" reproved Helen
II should think you'd get one of those
electric radiators-they heat up very
quickly" advised Carrie, with her i'm
parting-information air.
We always get all the heat we want, ,
combatted Helen. with the sense Of an
tagonism her sister-in-law always arous-
is the coldest night we've had"
"A little chlly?" contentiously. This
place Is like a barn-no wonder you al
ways have a cold"
II didn't know that had" trying tC
keep her temper.
About ready to turn in?" yawned War
rem.
I'D like to get warm first" Carrie had
drawn her chair close to the fireplace.
" naI Ile matter WIN lndI cat
shes afraid Of. gas logs-she's never
Sc en- them lit" for Pussy Purr-mew was
staring crouchingly at the flames. her
eyes dlated with fascinated fear.
What time do you have breakfast? p"
Carrie rose Eight? Well that's all
right If she has it promptly. I've got 20
be at the dentists by nine"
The couch In Helen's dressing room,
their only provision for a guest. was never
used except in some such emergency
Warren had always objected to having
a guest room. claiming they would be
Uverrun by their out-of-town relatives.
OF the selfshness Of this attitude, his
sister had several times very plainly ex-
pressed her opinion. And now. coming
in to undress, she glanced about with
supercilious appraisement.
why, there's not bit ~ heat here!
This Is stone cold she was feeling the
"Oh. didn't know It was turned of. "
Helen apologetically.
It's not turned off," tartly. It's on
FUN"
Then something must be wrong" :"
Helen felt the cold coils and tried the
valve. IN phone down"
"A pipes burst on that line" was the
hall boys answer to her telephoned query.
It'll he fixed the first thing in the morn
ing"
In deepening embarrassment Helen ex-
planned the situation to Carrie.
TITS the first time it ever happened.
I'm sorry it had to be tonight"
well. I can't undress in a cold room
with this tooth" said Carrie with asper-
Ity 1T would have been much better II
I'd gone on home
See here. Carrie" Warren, hearing
the discussion came to the door, you
sleep with Helen. I'll sleep IN here"
"Oh, 1 hate to have you do that" but
her voice belied her protest.
Half an hour later. Carrie. in one of
Ielen's best night-gowns, was ready for
bed. Her undergarments folded primly
over the chair which always held War
ren's carelessly flung clothes. and her
trim cloth-topped shoes by the bed, were
unfamiliar notes.
DO you always use this greasy
creamT' as she annoirted her face with
Helen's skin food. 'I like a drier cream
This makes the skin fiabby.' wtping off
The surplus on one of the best mono
towels.
81 have a greaseless cream for the day
put I prefer this at night" said Helen,
viewing the smudge on the towel and
thinking how hard 1t would be to wash
out. She herself always used a bit of
cheese-cloth for that purpose
Which side do you sleep on7' Carrie
threw back the covers.
Next to the window-but It doesn't
matter" putting the thermos-bottle by
the bed
AS Carrie got in there was a f1eeting
glimpse OF black corn plaster. 1t was
A notwithstanding revelation. Her sister
n-law's naughty carriage was hard to
connect with anything so prosaic as
-orns.
You're not turning that Off" sharply
Is Helen stopped over the radiator.