San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-11-08
The Married Life of
Helen and Warren
BY MABEL HERBERT URNER
Helen Proves Self Heroine

HELEN TO RESCUE.
Needless Of the raining spray.
she ran back along the promenade
deck.
Was that something black in the
seething white froth?
"Here-come back here. ~ roared
But she was dashing on aft
straining after the black speck that
would soon be left behind.
A rail, overlooking the deck be-
low, barred her further progress.
Sick with horror and pity she
looked out ut the merciless sea. That
poor little kitten.
Another menacing swell! A
mountain Of water growing higher
as it drew near.
The whole ship, shuddered as it
struck.
For moment the lower deck
seemed submerged.
Then, a startled scream from
Helen. A scream of joy.
She was staring at something on
the deck below-something left by
the receding wave. Small and linn
and black-the kitten.
Washed backli
But another wave was coming,
1t would be carried out again.
The next second Helen was over
the gate, stumbling down the steps
to the deserted deck below.
HIT BY WAVE.
Would she be m time? Another
mountain Of water was swelling
near.
Her hands closed over a limp
bit of fur-just as the wave en-
quilted her.
The force Of it knocked her over
but she did not release her hold.
When it passed, she struggled to
her feet, salt water filming her
eyes.
Dazedly she saw Warren leap
over the gate and rush down the
steps.
"Of all the foolhardy stunts :"
he snorted. Risk your life to save
n damn cat! That wave could've
taken you with it."
On, lOOk-lt Is
"Yes, dead as n door-nail," drag
ging her under shelter.
1T can't be-" hugging close the
dripping kitten as though to warm
it to life. 1T wasn't in the water
long enough
We'll, that wave handed il
knockout. Here, give it to the stew
ard. You're drenched! Come get
off that wet coae."
a deck steward opening the gate
rushed down, followed by an officer
and half a dozen excited passen-
gers.
mo, no." Helen refused to yield
the still-lifeless kitten. Maybe /
can bring it to-"
Ignoring Warren's Tuning pro-
tests and the eager questions of the
gathering crowd, she flew up to
their stateroom.
Laying the kitten on a towel on
the floor. she rubbed it briskly.
"Quick-what do they do for
drowned people?" as Warren follow
ed her in.
Roll 'em over n barrel" scowl-
ing at her efforts.
"Oh, Warren, DO help mel IL
was such a cunning kitten" tear
fully.
LIFE COMES BACK.
"Work its legs. No, no use. Poor
little shaver-dead as Rameses !" Z
But we must try. How? This
way" gently shaking the tiny paws.
mo, go at it hardi Here, get
away. And take off that wet coat"
Kneeling down, vigorously he
worked the frail pencil-like legs.
"Oh, it's eyes-it opened them
Now let mcguire too rough.
More rubbing with dry towels and
the kitten was standing shakily.
Its all right knew it would
be-" joyously. "Dear, wasn't It
wonderful the way it was washed
back?"
"Nabbed on the fore deck and
swept back aft! Wouldn't happen
again in thousand years. Timed
just right-another moment and
we'd have been well past"
A bulky white figure doomed at
their open door. The chef.
Your cats all right" grinned
Warren. mot much worse for the
ducking."
THAT was mighty plucky, miss,
as Helen now yielded the towel
wrapped kitten. THE second officer
saw you from the top deck. He said
the next wave would've had it. And
it's bad luck to lose a cat on ship
board"
"He's still so frightened! oh, I'm
so glad he's not hurt. / love cats
We've a beautiful Persian at home
Pussy Purr-Mew." ..|
"He'll make a fine mouser," a
large, stubby finger stroked the tiny
wet head. "These wild ones always
do. I'll keep him in the pantry
till he's used to the ship"
WARREN'S REWARD.
The kitten snuggled again his
white coat, he turned to go.
snow, miss, any special dishes
you want on the voyage-just send
word down to me. Anything you
think Of now?" i
oh, thank you," murmureo
Helen, pulling off her drenched
steamer hat. "But the regular menu
is very generous.
"Do you like souffles? Well. III
send you n Soufflc Richelieu tonight.
Maybe you can think Of something
for tomorrow--anything you fancy.
As the door closed after him, jubi-
lantly/ Warren kicked aside n wet
towel.
How bout It? Pretty soft, eh n
Wants to blow us to some special
dishes! Well, well cash in on that v
Kitten, you're good picker. If you
pull n Carnegie stunt to rescge al
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