The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-06-19
Married Life

Here we arel And Warren threw
open the cab door as they drew up
as near the gang plank as the crowd
would allow.
With the assured air of the ex-
perienced traveller, he quickly paid the
driver, saw to the trunks. gave the
hand luggage to white-coated
steward with orders to take them right
on into the stateroom-B-i04."
Helen looked in bewilderment. All
around was confusion and hurried eX-
element. A steady stream of arriving
passengers pushed their way through
the crowd, getting their baggage and
themselves on board.
Come on now-keep right in front
of me, and Warren took her by the
arm and guided her through to the
gangplank.
Above them toward the ship, its five
decks already black with people. As
Helen went up the plank thousand
faces seemed looking down over the
ratings.
A band was playing, flags were
fluttering, and over everything was
that air of holiday festivity that al
ways accompanies the sailing of
great vessel.
surrounded by little groups of friends
or relatives who had come to see them
off. Everyone was laden with flowers
and stewards were rushing through tC
the seaterooms loaded down with
boxes of flowers, fruit and other
steamer gifts"
The stairs and passageways were
blocked with people. With difficulty
Warren forced his way through while
Helen followed close behind.
When they reached their stateroom
the baggage was already there, and
there were also two boxes of flowers,
a basket of fruit and a white paper
package all addressed to Mr.. and Mrs.
w. S. Curtis, S. S. Nelconia.
Now. don't stop to fuss with those
commanded " arren, as with little
cry of surprise and delight Helen
started to open the packages to find
the cards. You'll have plenty of time
for that. Come on deck now and see
her pull out-that's worth while. !
only came here to be sure they put in
the baggage
SMALL STATEROOMl
"0h, but Warren" in tones of
dismay, as she glanced around and re-
allied the size of the stateroom. Are
all the rooms SO small?
Small? This isn't small for state
room. What did you expect? Large
spacious quarters with private bath
"Oh, mono: but, dear, we can
hardly turn around Where will we
put our things? Why Warren, how
can we both live in here for a week"
Hump, other people manage it and
are glad of the chance
Helen was still looking around in
genuine distress. She had never been
in a stateroom before, and it seemed |
incredible that two people could be |
expected to live in so small place.
But, dear, there isn't place to put |
anythingr'
Told you not to bring lot of trap |
pings. You're not expected to carry a |
vanload of truck on board ship. Now, |
are you coming on deck or not?"
AS they went up Helen caught I
glimpses of other staterooms, but none |
of them were any larger, and the card
of many read MFR. and Mrs" Still her |
mind was filled with doubts and fore
bodings as to how they could manage. |
And if she would be sea-sick.
Saying Goodbye.
The stairs, passage-ways and decks |
were still massed with people But |
now everyone was saying goodbye" |
The first whistle for all but the pas
sengers to leave the boat had just |
blown, and the air of festivity was !
clouded by the final farewells. On ev- !
cry side was heard some parting mes |
sage:
Now take care of yourselfw A |
pleasant voyager Gable me when you |
land" I'll send you a wireless
But there were many more silent and |
more pathetic leave-takings. A grasp |