San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-04-01

Noiselessly Helen tiptoed into the
darkened room.
Wares. the covers thrown back
from his bandaged arm, was sleeping
heavily.
A protesting squeak from the closet
door as she opened it cautious inch.
Ap anxious glance over her shoulder,
but Warren breathed on undisturbed.
Taking out the brown linen bag with
its red-embroidered collars and
Cuffs" she tiptoed from the room.
"Dull finish" when she gave the
bundle to the waiting laundryman.
mfr. Curtis said the last were too
highly polished. And don't starch the
shirtbands.
Hardly had she closed the door when
she was summoned to the telephone.
Hello! No, he's still asleep.
Yes, the X.Ray showed it was
fractured. No, not a cast---just
bandaged. That's very kind.
Yes, I'll tell him you called"
All morning Helen had been answer
ing solicitous inquiries that attested
to Warren's popularity among men.
"0h, Anna" as she turned from the
phone, you can't use the sweeper in
here. You'll wake Mr.. Curtis. Just
pick up around and dust"
IF he's goin' 10 sleep till lunch
how'm | gcin' to do that ROOM" re-
luctantly ceasing her noisy manipula-
| ton of the carpet sweeper.
You'll have to do it after lunch,
flushing at the sulky insolencc more
pronounced than ever since Anna knew
she was leaving when her month was
up.
With a mumbled protest she picked
| from the rug thread aid tuft OF
Pussy Purr- News fur. before shuffling
out TO answer the kitchen bell.
Tailor for them suits" she an
nounced, briefly hostile.
Helen hcsitated. Could she get out
the suits without waking Warren?
Again she tiptoed into the darkened
room and opened the creaking closet
door. Which were the two suits TO be
pressed! That dark gray-but she
was not sure of the other.
As she examined the closely hung
suits. a wooden hanger slipped from
the rod and clattered noisily to the
closet floor.
Dismayed. with held breath, she
stood motionless.
"Eh? What the devil?" came War.
ren's sleepy protest.
Switching off the closet light, she
stole noiselessly out-hoping be would
doze off again.
Tell him Mr.. Curtis's asleep and
couldn't get the other one" handing
the gray suit to Anna. We'll give
him three next Monday
An irascible call from the bedroom
Warren had not gone back to sleep.
"Oh, dear, I'm sorry" as she hqr
ried in. IL was getting out your suits
and a hanger fell"
Pull up those curtains. Shut thai
window! What time is it" yawning
he stretched his free arm up over the
pillow.
Just eleven. Don't you want to
sleep a little longer-until lunch?'
no. l don't. Give me my bath
robe. Where're my slippers?"
How does it feel? A little better?
hopefully.
Sore as the deuce! He's got this
too tight. See il you can't loosen It.
"Oh, wouldn't dare." examining
the complicated bardages.
| Though the fracture was near the
shoulder, the whole aim, beat at the
elbow, was bandaged close to his chest
"My hands cramped. No sense
plastering that down." .,
He doesn't want you to move II
It's all to help support the bone.
Anybody call up!' ignoring the
friendly oyertures of Pussy Purr-MeW
who had Jumped IN on the bed.
eyes. Judge Richards, Mr.. Stevens
Mr.. Hoyt. and somebody else
couldn't understand his name. They
all wanted to know il Their was any
thing they could do" getting out bi:
For three mornings Helen had strug
gled with the arduous task OF dressing
| Warren. She might have been more
proficient had he not kept her nervous
| " frustrated by his fuming impatisnce'
"Jove, you're clumsy" he grumbled
when she reached the stage of lacins
his shoes. mo, pull the other one
You've got 'em all balled. up!
'Jf you'd only let me put the lace'
in my way
This is the right way! Eas!
enough it you'd any gumption: Ign
now !! Then rubbing his stubboy cnln
Doctor or no doctor, I'm going ou'
for a shave" -,
Buttoning the collar was wha'
Helen dreaded most. Forcing foui
folds of stiff linen over the front stuc
was a strain on her nails and war
ren's temper.
tThst blamed laundry" he stormedi
'They WILL starch these shirtbands.
81 told him this morning. Hold III
YOUR chin-Ait woht meet. Dear. &c
sit down--it's hard to reach up. lni'
Zoo small?" with a snort. Worn
a sixteen all my life. Wet the but
tonhole-spit on IL!
Don't be horrid"
| Darling into the bathroom she re-
turned with a glass OF water. Damp
enin9 her finger she softened the but
tonhole. but even then could not se'
it on. .v1,,.,
Here. get away" savagely. You're
clumsy as A COW! Let me try
But his unframed left hand fumpieo
vainly. ,y
"Wait. dear, I've an idea :.
Taking out a hairpin she hooked II
over the collsr-button. =,
"Ob, how EASY" drawing !, !,
through. "why didn't we think OIL
that before?" .,.,ror
Huh. a hairpin's the only tool you
know how TO use. Now, don't maui
that tie"