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

wax in trust. He would have talked for halt an
hour in tho strain, and convinced overyb body
and more than every, ody himself.
But our theories are of all things varable-we
say such and such things are not, fol the sunpo
reason that they have not happened to rs; .,o.
IL was therefore without n foreboding that
Elliott Bcesly took UP his abode III the kue uo
Rivol and proceeded to offer his services to Mrs
" NON the widow was extravagantly fond Of French
finery and nothing would satisfy her but an outht
in Paris for the next London season. Dresses snc
mnst have Mt Worth's, bonncts at Madame Aefots
while at the same time she took nhildish de-
light in having her large good-tenpered Persoh
pushed abont and carried nr hs Rom S .Marose
| The worthy lady delighted in bargains, ana wac
WORT to buy cabloads OF goods OF which shc wouiu
make no use. for the simple reason tha' thcY "oio
Miss Wood was Young lady who preferred her
own taste to anybody elses ana perhaps sne WAS WAS
| them made up in BakoI-st., and had been known
oven to have invented hat She had peculiar
grace Of her own that had nothing OF the dress
makers art in it; and, moreover, there was
| something original in her appearance that never
Sordered on the eeesntTo ehopp ba Mas ood
| was irving on mantlcs and looking at the latest
cccentrcity III fans the daughter was free to wan
der in the Luxem6onIg Gal1e i OF spend couple
" II was thus that Beesly and Violet were thrown
| constantly into each others society. Mr. Beesy
interest in bonnets and Mrs. Wood was.ony too de-
| lighted for Violet to have some one 10 " 90 tho
| Galleries with. . A..
| Louvre and had come down by the girls special
| desire into the sculpture gallery TO look NJ what
she declared to 1s heI iaySFI o STATUE LII
How is it, cried Violet. as she and Beesly sat
looking up at tho statue; how Is IL Ihat greaI
work--a really great work is always newt L
| wonder, she went on. how many times have seen
this Venus; yet she always strikes me as much as
S r and ' eaohn Sm music that gets 50 tired
You might as well say. why Will you be tired OF
| the shape Of that hat the day after tomorrow
smiled Beesly. One is a mere fashion; we contin.
ually alter the shape of our head covering, but
what we cover remains very much the same.
real work of art is suppose the plth ana essence
of struggle after what we conceive TO DC beautiful
| or true. Look at this Venus now. she affects us
perhaps as much as she affected men when she was
| first hewn out of the block OF marble. ~ -
'And there she will stand when we little m0rtals
are dead and buried just So with that wonderful
nscrutaple sIilo. Think OF the Others that VIII
come and look at her we have done fesllng per;
haps lust as we do. the same strange sad feelng,
| cried Violet, with pretty burst OF enthusiasm
The place was quite gnR; DOWN dnV i the long
| gallery out at the other end. LII was areauY
| growing dusk. ,,,;
| something beautiful that is beyond us-out OF
| reach asked Beesly turning round to her Guickiy
How strange and dark her eyes burned IN h tne
| twilight; how graceful the snbtie lines OF hef
! fqure how devoid of all c6quettishDess and con-
| sciousness her pose Tho dark purple haneings
| swept behind her. ana out through the high WIN
She was actually beautiful at the moment, but
che cue os was more N that to Elliott Beesiy she was
| a sweet breathing woman. who made him foei the
| darkness of his life, who opened out "orld Vi
| possibilities. - ,v ,oo.oa
Violet becoming suddenly conscious, under his d.
| rect gaze of the meaning OF his words. uon
| know. I'm sure she stammered -ou A.
| He watched how the quick color spread over inc
| girls face and throat, how her deep eyes met ms
with an entIeatinC. startled gaze. what 1901,
ten thousand times 1ool' WAS urSIVoi n", ~
| start he remembered his friend, and he asked HIM
| self what he dong, looking into this young
| Bahi I'm talking nonsense, he said in changed
| voice You must be getting cold, Miss Wood; had
we not better be going home .o,r
| After the above episode, Mr Deesiy kept Wisely
to strictly neutral topics with Violet, and Tor the
| next few DAYS cOntrived that the mother o, thls
| dangerous syren should be in constant attendance
He even evnced hitherto concealed ardor LOT NH,
| linery and insisted upon accompanying Mrs; W ood
several times to the jewellers to see about the SET
| ting of her diamonds -,
| 81 course his conduct was mystlfying in the ex-
| treme to Violet who could not help noticing nus
| Changed manner. What had she done to offend
him She could no longer conceal from herself the
fact that she valued what he thought OF her IheIe
was q vein OF tenderness IN TINS reserye man Win
his har, mouth and cold gray eve, that was sur
prise TO her who had been in the habit OF seeing MN
! constantly for the last eight months But IN Lon,
| don they had been differently placed. lie had
| never called at their house without Andrew Gret-
ton and had always stood aside to MAKE room ior
the tenor to MARBLE his love songs. OF 20 drop IN
| evening when she found herself with Beesly III
| the conservatory, no had jumped up on Grettons
approach, and coded his place to has friend Mas
| she too silly too grlish to please HIM she asked
herself. FoI her experience OF men tou her tl'.s
they will be inclined to find the way and means IL
the object be worth THEN while All THIS was True
but his reserve and coldness had seemed to drop for
an instant in the twilight of that afternoon. 1t
was as if she looked through q loophole at some
vide vista, of whose existence she had never
Dir eamt and once having known the Wow peSonu
could never be again content with blank walls -,
IL Was therefore, in much perpleXitY ana nightiy
auestionings that the week went by Tor Violet In
the beginning OF the next hard frost set IN; the
air was keen and sharp inc sH a5n % the
oh, mamma how i should IKE 10 SKATE. eH-
claimed Violet, as she appeared tor breakfast IN
their bright little room.
"Well. INV dear I've no objection answered
mamma; only you know can't stand about on
the ice, my dear. You must get MI Beesiy 10 taRo
YOU
oh. I wonder if he would mind going said
Violet who perhaps had her doubts DO you
think MI Beesly skates, mamiuaf she gent en-
we must 20 and get skates this morning IL ne
docs and then we might go this afternoon.
SO it happened that, in spite or Mr. BeeslYs pre-
cartions against what he regarded as a culRaple
we tncss in himself he started out with Miss WOOD
for an afternoons skating in the Bois de Bouloghe
In the bright cold daylight, and IN the crowd on
the ice, things went OIL entirely 10 a pee t sa
neutral ground they had been all the week. But
as the sun sank large and crimson INTO tho mist,
and the twilight grew apace Beesiy couin NOT heip
recalling the afternoon in the Louvre. Perhaps 1t
was only the same effect of light.
Violet could not help noticing that his hand i
trenbled he helped her into the iIttie nacfo that
imperceptibIe instant as no drew another wrap
round her shoulders! Why did tho long DIVE
through the Bois and Champs Elysees seem the
shortest drive they had ever taken, and why dld
Mr. Beesly pay the coachman more than double his
fare7
ltoccurred to both OF them. whyf
.iJo not light the candles said Violet, rs they
came into the cosy sitting-roon where the fire was
burning brightly Il like the freight. This IS the
incest Rour of the day. think site continued to
Beesly and then she threw OIL her heavy furS ana
kneit down, holding her pink fingers to the hiaHe
What was the madness that kept dancing Ill his
head Beeey asked himself.
He felt his brain confused, az IL there were no
sharp line between right and wroLg. lie felt as IL
he must throw himself down beside that SLIM
bending figure in the freight and tell her he could
noh snsre her nnt of hia life Then Ee thought VI