San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-11-29
The Married Life of
Helen and Warren
by MABEL HERBERT URNER--
Helen Tries "NeaU Thought"
THE hotel room with its lowered

= awnings seemed coolly dim and
rcstful after the streets. Helen
dropped into chair and unlaced her
heat-wcighted Oxfords.
They had come to Philadelphia on
the early morning train, expecting
to return that night. But when she
met Warren for lunch, he said they
would have to stay over.
Buy whatever we need for the
highland get a room at the Belle
vue," were his curt instructions.
"I've got to stay and see Griffin
he won't be at his office till tomor-
row."
Unwrappins her purchases, Helen
laid them out ON the bed-a night
gown, pajamas a comb, two tooth
brushes. and a box of talcum.
A cold shower left her cool and
refreshed, but she had to get into
the same clinging clothes. That old
taffeta suit had seemed good enough
for a one-day trip on a dusty train
but now she must wear it all even
ing.
Standing before the mirror, she
was viewing disapproyingly the
wrinkled skirt when Warren breez-
cd in.
Hello, Kitten tossing some pa
pers on the bed. Had a nice day:
Bcen cumming around the shops?
Joye, its's hot" peeling off his
coat.
YES. it's hotter than New York"
Then with sudden dismay as he
ripped off his wilted collar. oh,
dear. l forgot to get you a col
lar
NO collar" explosively. "Didn't
/ tell you to set what we needed?'
Il bought you pajamas and a
toothbrush but / never thought Of
Il collar"
"Then I've got TO wear this TO
Ginner?' inspecting it scowlingly.
Its no worse than my old suit.
Dear, let's not have dinner at the
hotel. Let's 90 TO some small place
where We wont run into anyone We
know"
Nothing doing" we're going to
zinc with the Rodners. Just left
joe"
The Rodners :" dismayed Helen.
"Oh. l couldn't go there in this
I'D suit. You go alOne-Tll have
lomethins sent up to the roOm."
Il said you were with me-he
wants YOU to come. You look good
enough. Just Joe and his brother
they won't notice what you've got
on"
Warren. I couldn't in this :"
ahowing the rumpled skirt. Its
old and out-of date - / shouldn't
Lave worn it. But YOU said |
wouldn't meet anyone"
Didn't think you would" gulp-
ing n glass of ice water. But /
ran into Joe Rodner and he wants
to show you that place of theirs.
You ought to jump at that"
"Oh. / know it's wonderful" for
the Rodner Galleries was the finest
art and antique store in Philadel-
phia, but I'll feel wretched going
like this"
"Wonder IL I could get collar
anywhere?" Then glancing at his
watch, Guess not-everythings
closed by six. Well, they'll have to
take us as we are. Get n wiggle
on said we'd be there by half
past"
Helen's efforts to fresben up were
pathetically futile-she had only n
comb, a box Of talcum, and her
pocket powder puff. =,
Again out ON the heat-baked
street, their hurried walk to the
Rodner Galleries contributed to her
flushed discomfort.
Dear, what n wonderful chair"
pausing before the impressive show
window in which was enthrOned a
solitary eighteenth-centry armchair
upholstered in exquisite old Petit
point. IF that's genuine. it's worth
at least five thousand !"
Guess it's o. X. il Joe puts it
in his window"
At Warren's ring, a colored at
tendant opened the locked and bolted
doors.
Though the lights were off in the
great front gallery, as they passed
through the elevator, Helen caught
tantalizing glimpses Of are old Ital-
ian, French and English furniture.
At the second door they stepped
from the car into another long gal
lery where Mr.. Rodner was waiting
10 greet them.
you've struck a hot day, Mrs.
Curtis-worst we've had this sea-
son."
"It's delightfully."- cool up here"
nurmured Helen, grateful for the
shaded lights that made her old blue
taffeta less conspicuous.
But for the next hour she forgot
her clothes in tho keen pleasure OF
viewing the almost priceless old
world treasures.
In one room was an Adams ceiling
Z that had been brought intact from
IN old English manor. Over the
mantlepiece, from the same house,
was a marvellous Stuart stump-work
mirror. Helen saw the price on the
tag-$J000.
Around a massive Georgian table
was a set Of dining room chairs that
had belonged to Lord Nelson, his
coat Of arms inlaid on the back Of
each.
Almost every article in that room
was a museum piece-frOm the GU
rious hanging clock over the fire
place to the urn-shaped knife boxes
on the Hepplewhite sideboard and
the Stiegel glass in the china closet,
u was the china closet that Helen
most coveted. for she had never seen
one like II. BeiMnen tire mpper glass