San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-16
The Married Life of
Helen and Warren
: By MABEL HERBERT URNER..
Carrie Loses a Shoe


YES, they use it as Italians do
cheese" admitted Helen. "But it
isn't just cream that's soured-it's
specially prepared. I think it's de-
licious."
"This duck Is sreatw Lawrence's
verdict. whats it cooked in, any
way? Tastes like herbs"
what is that under the tablets
Carrie jerked up the cloth. "That
dog Lawrence, make him go
away. I can't bear those slinky
dachshunds."
"Why, they're 20 gentle and af-
fectionate. Here" Helen gave him
bit of her duck. Look at those
eyes !"
aIf we ONLY could get enough
ice! That little piece has melted.
There's nothing so sickening as
warm water. You drink lot and
it doesn't quench your thirst. Why
can't we have a bowl of ice?"
LOSES HER SHOE.
well, Carrie, you can't expect
such lot Of trimmings with a dol
lar dinner"
"a dollar dinner! Is that ala"
disdainfully. "No wonder we don't
get service"
Don't worry, we won't bring you
here again. That's certain"
"I should hope not !" acidly.
Helen, seething at her sister-in-
laws incessant criticisms, tried
vainly to listen to the impassioned
music-now the "Andante Canta-
bile.n
The dessert, a Russian fritter
with raspberry sauce, Carrie crisp
ly refused.
fried!"
The delicious tea, served in tall
glasses, she slipped condescendingly.
Drink il like the Russians"
coached Warren. Don't put the
sugar in it. Bite off a chunk and
suck the tea through it."
But the result of Carries expert
ment was a tea stain on her gown
contributing TO her ill-humor.
It was a leisurly, comradely place.
A general lettering over tea, long
Russian cigarettes, and listening to
the orchestra.
This smoke-you can cut 1t with
knife! 1t hurts my eyes. Well
have to go, anyway" Carrie glanced
at her wrist. I'VE want to make
that AS. No, that 0 20 gets home
too late"
The very moderate check Warren
supplemented with an extra gener-
Gus tip to compensate for his sis
ter's many demands.
where's my shoe?" she was
fumbling under the table. War
ren, see If it's on your side"
mot here!1
Raising the cloth, they all peered
under the table.
"Did you drop anything, sir?"
"a SHOE" laughed Warren. THE
lady slipped it off. Here some
where"
A Hurried, colliding search. Car
rie's color deepened.
SHOES HEEL GONE.
at MUST be here! It's been
kicked under one Of the other Ia
bles."
The search widened. Another
waiter and the surrounding guests.
Il must have it, l can't go
home with one shoe"
"Well, it's not here" growled
Warren. Cant upset % everybody
in the place to find your number
mines. You'll have to hobble out IN
a cab. Well find a shop round
here to fix you up"
Lawrence, you see the manager.
- - =
RE. "Wby it's to ridiculous
"Hello, what's that dog got? By
George, that's it! Here, Sport, give
it up"
The dachshund, wasging a friend
~ tail, yielded TO Warren the
brown suede pump-now minus the
heel.
"It's ruinedl Ny new pumps!
Sixteen dollars!"
"Next time keep your shoes on
your feet-or check 'em with the hat
boy!"
II fail to see anything funny
about this" forcing on her heel-less
pump.
Amused glanees from the other
diners followed Carries limping
exit.
"Now, don't bother going with us
TO the station" protested Lawrence,
considerably. while you're down
here, know Helen would like TO ex-
plore a bit"
"Oh, I'd love to! There's brass
shop just below-that place ] got
those andirons last year. Dear,
can't we 60 now-they keep open
late?"
Relieved good-byes. and the taxi
chugged off up the Ghetto thorough
fare.
"How far's that brass placer" de-
manded Warren, as they swung
down the teeming, shop-glittered
street.
Not far--just n block or so.
Now, dear, don't scowl! | think
you might do SOMETHING for me-"
"Eh? What're you drivin' at?"
After the way Carrie acted You
always excuse her-but that per-
Torrance tonight"
"Yes, that was pretty raw. But
she's not well-just had that opera
tion.p
"But If I ever acted like that"
"You Wouldn't" grimly. "Not
more'n once"
Yet you never say a word to
her-no matter WHAT she does !"
swell, she's my sister-don't
have to live with her. a mans
family's wished on him-but he
picks his wife!"
"Oh, / see :" mischievously,
glancing up at him. "And did
you"