New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1880-12-19

ask her advice in tho matter we have been dis
GUESSING, supposeP
'l-yes. shall certainly consult her.
And let her decide for YOU the old merchant
recommended glancing shrewdly at him under his
heavy brows. ! will wager she takes my view OF
the subject when she knows what IL ut stake.
Women wonderfully clear-sighted and reason
able where their own interests concerned leave
my cause with perfect confidence IN Mademolseli9,
smile, he passed over the threshold, and closed the
door.
Left to himself the young man paced the loom
with face OF troubled thought. Yes, Annette
would take his grandfathers view OF the case, ne
supposed, though not as The latter had cynlcally
suggested. from interested motives. Ii was not
poverty she would fear, but the separation which
was inevitable if he were cast at once on his own
resources II might be years before he could ask
her to share his lot and he had no right TO expect
that she should waste her youth in waiting tor him.
And vet to give UP the one purpose and ambition OF
his life to turn his back on the luminous heights
that rose before him. and descend 10 the gray and
level plain 1t was hard indeed. The sound OF the
chimes reused him from his troubled reflections;
He glanced at his watch. quarter to seven! |
Annette on the Pont DIN Beguinage at sunset Hs
put aside his brushes and palette and exchanging
his blouse for coat left the house and took his
way to one of the innumerable bridges which give
the old city its Flemish name. lie was hrSt al the
trysting place.
The golden summer evening, the gently flowing
water the softly Ginning bells all blended to-
gether in "a charm that soothed and cheered MN.
lie took out his pocket sketch-book, ana was dol,
ting down the outlines OF the scene, when the sound
of a light footstep made him turn. lt was Annette
She did not see him at first, and he watched her as
she advanced, eancing about Der with her sou.
shOrt-sighted eyes. How sweet she looked. he
thought with her pretty, penslve mouth ana
dreamy eyes those eyes which had always shade
of tender melancholy even when her lips smiled rs
they did most brightly when he came forward TO
meet her -
Yes she was worth any sacrifice, he decided.
HIS mind made up now as ~ The course ne
should take.
Have Kept you waiting p she asked. giving hun
a dainty little hand that a duchess might have en-
We'd. L have been very busy finishing some Work.
Daylight grows precious after midsummer
You Try your eyes too much dear he said, LOOK
ing at her tenderly. You know they are nor noI
strong. and if you overwOrk them they may IaI
you altogether some dav.'
Do not suggest ANYTHING so terrible she said
with little shiver passing her hand over them.
Have you been drawing she continued, looking
at his sketch book. .
= Il is only an outline be returned showing it
The view from here would make a beautiful pic
ture' she remarked; you must paint It some day,
for me-
She looked up. startled. What do you meanP
Imean, he returned with Il forced laugh, that
in future | am to be slave of the quill instead OF
the brush. You remember l told you my grand
father wished me 10 ente" the business Wheh was
of age
Not yet, but must. He tells me II | refuse he
will tnrn ME adritt then you and mast part.
That is not to be thought of, Is II. dariingF
she said regretfUlly.
but / can't live without you was his reply, as nc
drew her hand through his arm.
And you are quite sure II does not grleve you 10
relnQuish all your dreams OF lame she ones
toned with wistful smile. Perhaps after all IL
vonld not have made yOu happier. II you had won
t. Laurels have a bitter TASTE the Old poet
says.
Yes, but trne artist does not work for
IaureIs" only The service of art Is its own re-
ward | should hardly care fol- fame Il felt That |
had produced good work. which would live when
was forgOtten-as ! once hoped TO do All WELL he
odded with a quick sigh masu forget my old
dreams and outlive my old self, If can. Perhaps
1 shall develop an unsupported germs TOR commerce
who knowsr He laughed rather heavily, and
looked straight before han, rs If he were gazing
down the long gray vista of the new lite on when
he was 10 enter That look and tone were a reVe Ella
ton TO his companion she reaIzed LOT the nrsI
time what the sacrifice cost MN.
'BernhaIdt, you viii not be happy she exclaimed
With Sudden conviction You can never adapt
your talents and capabilities viii be wasted. Your
nature must be crushed 10 fit II. Your grandfather
does not understand thi., 6ut 40 ana l'iIe NOV
accept such a sacrifice. Tell me, dear she went on,
LAYING her hand on his arm, what would you 90 II
You we're tree ii it were not foT me, ] mean
should borrow few hundred francs OF my
cousin and 20 to Rome he answered.
Yes: Won could live cheaply there. and Won
would have congenIal companions, and learn all
that the great masters could teach you why
should YOU not go
And leave you, Annette
Not Tor long hope. Dearest. she added ear
nestlv | wOuld rather part from yOu forever than
live TO feel that had been the means OF spolllng
your lite You shall 20 10 Rome.
No. no, do not tempt me- lac interposed turning
his head aside
Yes: for my sake she persisted. That you may
win name | shall be proud to bear some day.
THAT dav may never come. Annette.
Everything comes 10 those who can wait, she
ouOted smiling though heI eyes were fuli OF tears;
land YOU would not have 10 wait long TOR success;
7 am SURE OF it, His face flushed and paled he
looked troubled and wavering Well he said at
length need not decide now. / have a Whole
,nftb IN considc- Let MS talk OF something else
She said no more but she foresaw what his decision
would ne and brayely as she bad spoken, her heart
sank when she thought Of the coming separation.
she had a reason which BernhaTdt did not guess for
fearing the future. She had never acknowledged 10
HIM the dread which had haunted her lately grow
mo heavier every day II he had suspected that
hidden trouble nothing would have induced him
to leave her.