Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1878-09-20

word, forget her appointments, or ash
for money in advance, As her rcserv,
passed away, and She hcume Witty m,
merry, or indulged herself in snatche,
of song or II new step IL n dance, h,
expected these moral alterations NOR,
and moro.
But they did not conc, Boc grew
roSy-cheeked and light-hoarted, begal
70 dress with much taste, managed heI
small funds with discretion. and said
gratefully, j" She began TO see the goec
Of living In fact, nbre tho winter
was over She had got, through Lcpel,
influence, Il comfortable little buSines,
as model and was Nhking with hol
six hours hard strain hree dollars 4
day.
The June sunlight il which we first
saw l.cpels studio is nov january sun.
light. Somehow the room has n bright
look; perhaps ii is the lowing fire on
the hearth, perhaps il isthe basket OF
flowers on the table, or pepaps it might
be such tritlc is i cunning pair ol
bronze slippers trimmed with cherry
colored bows that are standing on the
hcarth-rug Don Lepel has lust put
them there. II is u veY, very cold
morning; OF course that accounts for
the action. lie stands lokiny ut them
with i dreamy look III lis ewes, very
unusual to these keen gply orbS, until
he hears II clear quick hotStcp come
pit-patting along the hall Then he
sumcs his pro-oceupicG lir and his
palette and pencil.
The door opens, and in comes Bee.
Her face is like rose ler ewes like
stars; her dark blue suit has hits of
snow all over it, and SO h,s her trim
little hat and feathers. She mods TO
Lepel, shakes herself iauntily md then
taking or hcr hat, fans il gently be-
fore the fire to rocurl the feathers.
Better put on Your slippers, Bee.
| can't have ycu take cold now, with
these three pictures on hand"
(Which dol sit for this morning.
"Ophclia. ! have been painting the
face from mademoiscllc's photo; you
WIN dress aud pose for the character.
" don't 'eel like the lovc-lorn damsel
TINS morning. BAH! The idea of any
woman living for love, and the snow,
ana m 1he sunshine, and the Joys of music,
ana retuil's, and eating, and walking 10
llVc iol SUPPOSE She was insane-of
course She was.
She was unbuttolhng hcr b,,ts a..
ing this trade, and when she h;lt. W. =.
ped her feet into the bronA" 3lippcrsnnd
waltzed twice round the 0om, decglng
Apollo and Hercules very clovcr)y, she
announced herself ready TO begin. In Y
few minutes tho secret of her high
spirits was evident. Lepcl read to her
q few lines, and her face and hair and
figure instantly translated them; the
very droop Of her arms was II rcvela-
ton of physical sympathy.
Two or three times while occupied
with minoi details he let her rest, and
she trailcd Tie long robes Of the Danish
maiden mp and down the room, chat
ting all the time in the mcrriet every
day manner. Had Lepel heard that
Cliffords picture was sold? Did he
know that Harry Martin and Palozzi
had quarrelled? Was he going to the
Lotos, and If SO, would lie tell her how
Miss ks dress was trimmed?' Then
she told him of u new song she was
learning, and obligingly hrmmed over
part of the melody. And 50 back again
to the heroine of THOUSAND years ago.
AT last Lepel says, "That will do to-
day, Bee. Will you 90 and have M
oyster pate with me, or is Clifford wait
ing for you?"
- don't like oyster pat@. If you will
give me n quailI will 60
every well, Miss Extravaganza, you
done admirably to-day, and you shall
have 4 quail. Then yol are going 70
Cliiford's?'
"Why do you tease me about Gilt.
ford's? ! am not going TO Clillord'sany
more"
" But why not?'
A woman's reason-beeause | am
not"
The next morning Lepel met her
very stiiiiy. Before you robe, Bee,
want to speak to you. Sit down anc
warm your feet
She put the pretty slippered feet on
the fender, and looked curiously up a
him. "Well?"
+" Clifford was here last night, and
know why you would not 90 there yes
terday. Think again, Bee. Yol
might do much worse. have tried 4
bc your friend, and ! must say thii
much"
ooh. Yoa advise me TO marry Cliff
ford" For moment her face wa
ablaze with scorn, but the next her eye
sought Lapel's-just for moment; IL
hesitated, and the chance was forever
lost to him. Nothing could be NOR,
cold and sarcastic than her next atti
tudc.
"Clilord las genius, Bee, and il
dustiy; lie is struggling brayely for !
position"
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