The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-01-11

Two fears we're battling in Ju-
dith Knights mind. The one fear
was tangible and she felt she
might conquer it. The other fear
was Intangible and therefore I'M
measurably the more dangerous.
Judith Knight was no coward. She
knew she was facing her ordeal,
By the end of that evening even
Arthur knew that something had
gone wrong, but when ne made in
quiries and tried to be helpful, she
scarcely listened. Nothing was the
matter, Judith assured him. Moth
ing at all.
The situation brought about the
first rift in confidence and mutual
understanding between them since
their marriage.
Later that night when she re-
pented and wept with her head pill
lowed on Arthur's shoulder he as
sued himself that the attack Of
nerves was only a minor lnalady,
soon to be forgotten.
e y
CURE enough, Judith seemed her
~ usual, sweet-tempered self next
morning. BY 1880 her husband
was out on the deck.
He hurried in to report that the
harbor was glorious in the early
morning mist, Soon they would stop
at Quarantine. He urged Judith to
dress quickly and come for stroll
on the deck.
She sent him of alone again,
promising to be ready in half an
hour. Feverishly she continued her
painstaking toilet. She was to
make her initial appearance this
morning as the mistress Of the
knight home.
Servants would eye her calculat-
ingly, the girl was aware. They
would be critical. For Artnur'S
sake and her own, she felt, she must
look her best.
The frock she chose was q beige
crepe. It was becoming and per-
feet taste for morning. Over this
she wore the coat of broadtail -
dressy but permissible, she thought,
for a bride. The black hat was her
favorite and so she wore that.
At breakfast Arthur was raven
Gus. He ordered fruit, cereal, then
broiled ham and eggs, brought on a
steaming platter. Judith broke a
muffin open, buttered it and tried
to sip her coffee. The coffee was
strong and good. She enjoyed it.
Judith" her husband said,
glancing across the table with his
most appealing smile, we're going
-home! Are you glad, dear?'
ayes, Arthur" she told him,
glad"
They had been late TO reach the
dining room. Now the place was
almost deserted. Walters stood
about, cycling the last diners nerv-
ously. eager to finish their duties
before reaching port. Judith and
Arthur arose at last and made their
way to the deck.
There was the ethyl
1t was nearly 9 o'clock. The
metropolis was aroused but still
sluggish. Everywhere in the North
river there was activity.
Tugs and ferry boats moved about
them, chirping and moaning. The
breeze was cold and smarted against
Judith's cheeks, but the day was
clear.
Arthur" the words came i'm
pulsively, "oh, I AM glad to be
back"
The city had proved kind once.
Why not again? Judith Knight
felt herself swept by the contagious
good cheer of return to port. The
voyage was ended, a. task success
full completed.
She heard the national anthem
ring out on the morning air. Over
the spires of skyline and through
gray clouds q flood Of bright sun
light came pouring.
They moved up into the Hudson,
past piers of dozen steamship
companies. At last the liner made
a half turn. TugboatS propelled 1t
to the dock. Down went the gang
plank.
Her husband knew exactly how
to minimize delay with officials and
resurrect familiar baggage from
the endless stream borne off the
ship. He managed it all very
quickly. They passed beyond the
customs gates and there Arthur
paused.
Ought to be around here some
where" he unused. do you see
him any placer"
"Who?"
"Bert-with the car. If I could
only get where I could see some
thing" There he is-over there
see? Here" he added, turning
toward the porter, bring those
bags after u.s."