The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1919-01-18
Did you ring. ma'am?"- asked the
stewardess at the door,

La you ring, ma am! asked the
stewardess at the door.
Yes. want you to hook my gown"
There was to be a dance on deck to-
night and Helen was getting into the
shimmering white evening gown she
! had bought In Paris.
Wait just a moment, DEAR" as she
heard Warren's quick step down the
corridor and at the door. THE stew
ardess is hooking me up
| There now. miss. I think that's all
right" and the stewardess hurried off
TO answer another bell.
| Ready to clear out and let me
dress?' demanded Warren as he
hung up his steamer coat and cap.
! Yes, in just a minute. Isn't my
gown lovely, dear?'' with lingering
glance at the mirrow. DO you sup
pose the sea air'll hurt it?''
| But Warren, who was busy laying
out his clothes. did not even glance at
the gown. ''Where'd that steward put
my shoes?" he scowled
| Your dress shoes? Right there in
the bottom of the wardrobe. I'll wait
for you In the library, dear, and fluff
fling last touch of powder on her
bare neck and arms. Helen threw a
white chiffon scarf around her and
started out
| Warren could always dress quickly
and in fifteen minutes he came
through the library.
| AS they went into the great white
and golden dining salon, Helen was
proudly conscious of the chances that
| followed them.
| Almost all the men wore dinner
coats. but Warren carried himself and
his clothes with an air of distinction
all his own.
| Dear, you're the most distinguished
looking man in the ROOM she whis-
pered happily when they were seated
at their table.
| Now what do you want to eat?" he
demanded, frowning at the dinner
card. for any personal compliment al
ways irritated him.
| When the long course dinner was
over. they had coffee in the smoking
room. and then went out on the deck,
which was decorated for the dance,
| The whole length of the deck was
draped with English and American
flags. and there were ropes of colored
lights and Japanese lanternss which
threw a red glow far out over the
sea-
! ooh, it's a wonderful night for a
Dance enthused Helen, tapping the
Iwaxed floor with her white satin
slipper. 81 feel just in the mood for
It, don't you?'
Not in the Mood.
NO, ate too much dinner TO feel like
dancing" grumbled Warren, who, al
though he danced particularly we'll,
never cared for it.
"Oh, dear, please don't be prosaic
tonight" pleaded Helen. glancing al
most enviously at a girl who was
standing by the rail, looking drearnily
out at the moonft waves. while a
Iyoung man learned toward her with
an unmfstabable Iover-Hke attitude.
The band now broke into a waltz and
several couples swayed off.
Come, dear. while it's not so very
crowded.
NO, ten you It's too soon after
dinner" growled Warren.
Then. perhaps. Mrs. Curtis will
give me this waltz" suggested MT.
Dudley who sat at their table and who
had come UP unnoticed-
| Flushing an embarrassed consent,
Helen gave Warren her chiffon scarf
and the next moment she was gliding
down the deck with Mr.. Dudley.
| Although she had not danced for
months. Helen had the natural grace
OF the real lover of dancing. and now
she abandoned herself to the swing
ling rhythm Of the waltz.
When the music stopped. they made
their way back to where they had left