The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-07-01
Married Life

everything packed up tonight. on
won't have any time in the morning.
We'll be in Plymouth at 5.
"At 50" Helen turned from the
railing where she was watching for
the faint glimmer of a distant light
house-the first sign of land. why.
Warren, they won't put US off that
early?'
They'll put us off whenever we get
there. I told you they weren't going
to dock. We're to be put off on a ten
der-ths ship don't dock until she gets
to Hamburg"
j "A tender Is that small boat which
comes out to meet us7''
That's It. Now you hustle down
and get things into shape. I'll have
smoke and be down a little later
1t was the last night of the voyage
and Helen longed to stay on deck.
Everyone was standing around and
watching the far-off light and talking
Of the extreme southern course the
ship had taken to avoid the Storage,
and the time they had lost.
They all seemed imbued with the
restles anticipation that comes with
the sighting Of land. Only the few
London passengers were getting off
at Plymouth but those booked through
to Hamburg wede equally excited.
Reluctantly Helen went down to the
stateroom to pack up" She knew
warren's smoke would end in game
of whist in the smoking room, where
he spent most of his time during the
trip. But she had hoped that this last
night they would spend on deck to-
gether.
Because OF the small stateroom she
had tried not to unpack many things.
but one article after another had been
needed during the trip, and now she
found the repacking no small task
II was after II when, at last, she was
through, bathed and in her berth. But
Warren had not yet come down-and
he still had his things to pack. She
would gladly have done it for him, but
he would never let her. Said he could
never find things when she PUT them
in.
At length there was a heavy step
down the passageway and he threw
open the ststeroom door.
"All through as he began to take
off his collar.
why, yes, dear, almost an hour
ago. It's nearly II. isn't it? You
know you've everything to pack and
those steamer rugs to strop up?'
Now, don't worry about me. IL
have plenty Of time for all I've got to
do. I told that steward to rout me out
at A."
But, dear" as he was rapidly max
ing ready for bed. you're not going to
leave everything for morning-and
you'll have to shave, too"
Look here-you're ready, aren't
you? Well see that you are-and don't
go off forgetting half of your things.
I'll attend to mine"
And he turned out the light and
climbed heavily into the upper berth.
1t seemed to Helen that she had
hardly fallen asleep when the steward
pounded on the door.
-Four o'clock. SIR
Bath ready. sir. Four O'Clock"
Helen was dressing and before
Warren came back from the bath, an
other steward Knocked at the door.
Luggage ready for Plymouth.
maam?
Helen opened the door and pointed
to her steamer trunk and bag. These
are ready-but Mr. Curtis hasn't quite
finished packing yet"
HE'LL have to hurry, ma'am," and
he dragged hers out. Almost all the
luggage Is off now"
ooh. is the tender here already"
anxiously.
shes been here for an hour. She's
round on t'other side"
ooh, warren. you'll have to hurry"
was Helen's excited greeting. when he
came from his bath. THE tenders
here already-and they're putting on
the baggage"
Warren grunted something under
his breath, but he began to hurry.
Cant help you? Isn't there some
thing I can do?"
YES, just set out and let me have
what room there Is"
Helen gathered up her hat and
veil and went out into the Passage
way to put them on. She could hear
Warren moving hastily about.
Luggage ready, ma'am?" 1t was
the chief steward this time.
Luggage ready. sire Everybody's
on now, sir She's ready to pull Off"
The words struck terror to Helen,
but Warren threw open the door with
a rough:
well, II you put people off st this
outlandish hour you'll have to wait
till they get ready. Here, you can
take this trunk
Through the open door Helen could
see Warren thrusttng things into his
suit case with more haste than she
had ever seen him exert. His hat was
on -he back of his head and he was
ur- q kaely worried She longed to
go = AID help him. ut feared he would
only roar at her to keep out OF the
way Suddenly he called:
where's the shavfstrap"
why, isn't it there" rushing In to
find him struggling with the big roll
Of steamer rugs and coats and looking
desperately about for a shawlstrap.
''where'd YOU put ite' he shouted.
.rwhy, dear. didn't see it: you I'M
rolled the rugs"
Yes. and put II right there on
top Of that wardrobe"
Helen climbed up on the berth TO |