San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-11-01

There he was-swinging down he
deck toward her! How big and
virile. How well he wore his din
ner clothes.
Was it a fresh shirt? Under thu
dim deck light she could not tell.
"Now what're you starin' at?H
irascibly. Eyes, it's a clean one I
Skinned my knuckles draggin' out
that damn trunk"
Dear, let's take q turn around
before we 60 down. This airs 20
wonderful-and you've been in that
old smoking room all day."
Good air anywhere on the sea.
Don't have to stick out on deck,
Come on. I'm ready to eat"
"Just a minute-I'm all blown
But he strobe ahead, leaving her
to smooth her hair by a rejecting
window. Breathlessly she rushed
after, lest he enter the dining room
without her-a public betrayal of
his incivility.
The orchestra was playing as
they came down the wide stairway to
the great white-and-gold saloon.
Every table festive with flowers
and wine. The long buffet crowd
ed with a supreme display of cul-
mary achievements. A bewildering
variety of hors d'oeuvres, a pyramid
of Holsters, a majestic cold tur-
key, a clove-encrusted ham, galan-
tine of chicken, and truffle-garnish-
ed calves head.
As always, Warren paused to IN
spect this seductive exhibition.
WARREN DIGS IN.
"Some fine squad this evening,
sir. Stuffed with foie gras. Very
NICE" suggested the white-capped
chef presiding over this gastronomic
exhibit.
The all-important ceremony Of Or
dering must not be hurried. This
dinner cards additional seduce-
ments must be consulted.
Their seats were at the Doctors
table under the center dome.
Good evening, Mrs. Curtis" the
Doctor rose as Helen took her place
at his right. did you see the por-
poises this afterdoon?"
"Yes, I've never seen % many.
They're so GRACEFUL love to watch
them-the way they leap out Of the
water"
They put up good show"
Warren took the dinner card.
"Must've been a couple of hundred.
Big fellows, too"
"Hors d'oeuvres, ma'am?" their
steward presented the usual tray Of
Over-rich mayonnaised relishes.
Helen made a frugal selection
n filet Of herring, pimento, and a
stuffed olive. But Warren, ignor-
ing her restraining nudge, dished
into the anchovies, funny, shrimps,
deviled eggs, and the varied salad
mixtures. 3
She did not want coup, but as
he always frowned at her skipping
so many courses, she ordered con-
summe to his rich creme of mush-
room.
The bottle of Sauturne, ordered
Mt lunch and not finished, was be-
fore them. Warren always drank
with moderation. His excuses were
Of food-never of wine.
swell, Doctor, you're getting
good loaf this trip"
You'd think so, but I've had
dozen seasick cases today"
when it's as smooth as this?7
amazed Helen. "They must be down
in the steerage-where the ventila-
ton isn't SO good"
you're wrong there. Only one
in the steerage and eight first
class"
Eight first class" increudously.
OVEREATING BLAMED.
"They keep me busy. Oyereat-
ing, Second and third class food
is plainer-not so rich. And they're
not nibbling from steamer baskets
all day long"
Oh, that's just what was tell
ing Mr.. Curtis!" eagered Helen.
"He's always at our baskets. He's
eating all the time, and when /"
Here, what's this?" demanded
Warren. Have you subsizcd the
Doctor?"
mo, that's n fact. But for
these Bon Voyage baskets
wouldn't earn my salary. Have
you noticed that woman with the
chocolate in her lap? Sits on A
Deck. Every day it's a different
box. This afternoon she sent for
me. Said it was the vibration.
Put up a kick about her state
room being over the engines.
told her to give her stomach a rest:
She was furious-they always are
"You wait, Doctor, I'll score up
for this" grinned Warren. Mrs.
Curtis is always bawlin' me out
for what eat. Now she'll have
you TO quote!"
well, Mrs. Curtis is absolutely
right. Here people pay a thousand
dollars for their passage, make
great fuss fer an outside room with
n bath. Must have the best OF
everything because they're rundown
and need the sea trip. Yet they
never get the benefit Of IL. Spend
most Of their time overlooking their
stomachs-becau=e they've nothing
else TO do. By way Of entertain
ment!"
"Favorite shipboard sport, eh?"
again Warren took up the dinner
card. well, Doc, just to show
there's no hard feeling, I'm going
TO have the salmon, a sweetbread
patty, some OF that roast duck,
chocolate souffle, and after that
Coupe jacques"
"You see?" Helen turned help
lessly to the Doctor.
We'll, Mr.. Curtis looks pretty
hardy-maybe he can stand it."
you bet / can! / believe in
stokin' up when you travel. Eat
what want-never hurts me.
What's that!" to the solicitious