San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-02
The Married Life of
Helen and Warren
Irksome "Rest" In Country
: BY MABEL HERBERT URNER.

ID
~ Warren, after a well-aimed
slap at the back Of his neck
Where's that spray? Well, get
busy with it."
"The first night they've bene bad
this summer. Bobbie, get Uncle
Warren the spray. Jane'n give it
to you. No, she's upstairs by this
time-I1l CO."
Don't see how they get through
this SCREEN" Lawrence's cigar glow"
ed in the darkness. That's dou-
bic fine mesh around this porch"
"You got the hipless variety out
here" Warren scratched his ankle.
IF they'll only let us sleep to-
night" Helen piled her fan. WED
better not turn on the light in our
room"
mot much left" Carrie came out
with the spray. I'll order some to-
morrow"
"Lemme squirt it" shrilled
Bobbie.
mo, you'll get it in your eyes.
Run up and get that citronella-on
mothers dresser"
"You have Just heard Vivian
dis Concerto, played by Miss
Yyonpe Regal. Prof. Otto
Vogel will now give you a
ten-minute talk on the Elm
stein theory"
mot on a hot nightw Warren
dialed into a syncopated supper Of
chestra.
%This it:' Bobbie came dashing
out with n bottle.
"Yes, give it to Uncle Warren"
mo, you don't soak me in that
smelly stuff! Rather have the mos
quitoes."
"welI, what's the dope for tomor.
row" asked Lawrence. decided
yet?'
ave might drive out to Stony
croft. Have luncheon at Birchgate
Inn-and dinner on the way home
at the Chaucer Arms" was Car
rie's alacritous suggestion.
"Oh, isn't it too hot for an all
day drive?" demurred Helen, know
ing Warren would pay for both
meals at those highspriced road
houses.
How about the beach?' Law
renee fumbled for matches in his
coat on the chair.
mot on Sunday" vetoed Warren.
TOO crowded" -,
Robbie. leave those dials alone. !"
as the static sizzled like frying fat.
wen wait till morning and see
what kind Of a day it is"
"Look at those fireflys" Helen
gazed out at the light-spangleJ
lawn. s.
-sB;ant met to catch you one,
Aunt Helen? You can keep EN- in
a glass;" -,
, them. "
-Bobbie. come back - shut that
screen door, That's how they get
in. Tight! :"
Helen, dreading TO see any live
thing caught, watched Bobbie dart
about the shadowy lawn.
Wonderful things those lightning
bugs" Warren elevated his feet to
the railing. phosphorus, Of course
but why can't it be commercial
lied? Put a crimp in the electric
meter"
Got one! Wanna see it?" Bob.
bic came dashing back with closed
"Let it 1ow pleaded Helen,
Then, from past experience, I'll
give YOU a nickel for it,"
"Aw gee. =" as there was no glow,
no motion. III catch you
mother"
"No, no, I'll give you the nickel
not TO catch any more. You prom
Now, Bobby, you must go to
bed. Yes, put it in your bank.
No, you don't need mother-Jane's
up there. And tell her to scrub
your knees good"
A relieving silence followed Bob
bie's reluctant departure.
Helen, tired and sleepy, lay back
in the porch hammock. Kept awake
by the mosquitoes both nights
and the long exhausting drive that
afternoon!
And three more days and nights
All summer she had been dread
ing this annual week with Warren's
sister. Always an ordeal, this year
it seemed more trying than ever.
Carrie, hostile, critical. BObbic,
noisy. nerve-racking. The heat, the
mosquitoes and the sleepless nights
"You ought to be glad you're not
in town tonight. Go way, you're
full. of fleas :" Carrie prodded
Tramp with her foot. Paper says
it was 06 this morning"
Helen wanted TO say that the
nights in their apartment were COO
compared to this. Instead she
stopped to pet Tramp, now curled
up at her feet.
Carrie, how bout some lemon
ade?" suggested Lawrence.
"All right, if you want to make
il. Plenty of lemons in the ice
box. Warren, shut off that sta
ton
"She ought to do a dance" al
he drowned out a strident so
"Hc won't 90 to bed" called
Jane from upstairs. Hes got hi
water pistol" ~
"Shc's no good at all with Bob
bic" dropping her fan, Carri'
swished in.
Alone with Warren. Helen low
cred her voice to a pleading under
tone.
"Dear. IL I don't sleep tonigh
I'll be sick. Can't we go home to
morrow? Can't you say"
Nothing doing! You try to pull
that every time we come. Nov
we're here for a week-and weir
goin' to stay
and be all worn out when W
get home-we were last year.
lost three pounds"