Daily Yellowstone journal., 1886-02-13
,dR.CRlMSON'S MODEL WIFE

TODD, fairly good-looking, man of the
world. good constitution, member of two
clubs, unmarried. reasonably intelligent
and not inexperienced. walked down
Fourteenth streee particularly bright.
morning, swinging his cane and smoking
a specially fragrant cigar. He had
vague notion of bathing his senses ON the
human tide Of that street, of throwing
few side glances at the shop windows
and then dropping his cigar stump at the
Sixth avenue, Of getting upon the ele-
waited train and going down to the Astor
houso and attending TO some business
hat he had on hand.
DESTINY met him midway in his walk.
\ mysterious fate with viewless and ire
istible force turned him round when in
'ront of Sackson & Pendgett's Modes and
drew him up To the window. There were
.hree figures in it. They were costumers'
afligies. They wore full dress. They
were arrayed in silk attire. with trains
They had bare pink arms and oval faces,
with heavy, IanguiSi,ing eyelashes, and
they held their heads slightly thrown
hack. ard wore imperial curves in their
hacks. as if the costlmer had meant to
satirize the living thing with the superior
dignity of dead wood and iron.
Mr.. Crimson looked at the trio a mo
m.nt from the center Of the group Of
spectators. 4 smile of mild. self-satis-
fled Indifference stole over his face and
lifted his brown mustache little. 50
that the gray hairs in it became visible.
The three beautiful gems paid very
little attention To him. Their wo"d-
en- souls were wholly engrossed with
the one duty of keeping their heads
thrown back.
\ small hoy remarked quite incident
ally that the girl in the middle was hum
tum." and gave touch of sincerity Ia
his remark by smacking his lips. At
which his juvenilr partner made response
by observing. "P aches"
II may have been these remarks that
directed Mr.. C:imson's attention more
particularly To the girl in the middle.
But am inclined 10 think that il was
the same fate that drew him there.
just then she began Ia turn slowly
mound and le got a good view Of the
curve in her back. 1t was Giotto's
sweep. Enthusiastically. The figure seemed
10 flow into Il flouncy billow of a woman
and recedc on the sides in senslIous lines.
He could almost hear the seductive swish
If the load of drapery as it swung round
and fell over itself in a voluptuouS soft
tumult of creamy waves. Ther she
swept her head round and her deep blue
eyes seemed to look at him out of her
iet-hlack lashes with that PARKWAY pity
and superiority that nature and art some
times confer ON the real thing when men
attract their passing attention. She had
brown. wavy hair. the color of pulled
tally, and Just where a spot of the morn
ing sunshine fell ON its convolutions il
reminded him of glass Of brown sherry
held up before a sea-coal fire.
Mr.. Crimson must have stood there ten
OF fifteen minutes. He had quite gone
off into a reverie. Then voice some
where very low and soft said Alice"
He thought il was somebody on the walk
calling 10 friend.
Idiot II was Fate. Just as he heard
il the blue eyes set in black came round
upon him. Then he pulled himself to-
gether with jerk and went down the
street.
He laughed in conscious contempt as
he thought il over. TO think. he said.
-of my stopping to look at costumer's
Law figure. Who would have thought
it, And then he resolutely went to
work to think of masculine things with a
masculine bravery. He read The World
in the cars. Curious how these things
come about. but nearly every article had
Alice in it. There was an Alice had
jumped off ferry-boat. Alice had Just
made great hit in Oil City. Alice was
the title Of new book. When he got to
the Astor house he met Springer and
Clawson and Jiggle. Clawsnn insisted
ON taking drink and drank brown
sherry. He held the glass up in a ray Of
sunshine and said. What does that ~
mind YOU Of. Crimson" And Crimson
actually sighed.
The next morning Crimson went down
Fourteenth street and said to himself,
-Oh. by jove. I'll take look at that
wooden girl" just as if he hadn't
thought of it before.
There she was. But 10 and behold. a
new expression had come into her face,
Ii was tenderer in the new light. He
detected a meaning in the eyes that he
had not perceived before. by the soul
Of Rembrandt" he remarked. hut these
fellows do initiate nature and no mis-
take" He stayed twenty minutes. AL
ice" he said to himself afterwards. i'm
proves on acquaintance"
The next morning they had actually
established some kind of visual under
standing. She looked at him in man
ner quite different from her method with
other men. He understood the express
sion To he one of appeal. 1t said to him
when he got il interpreted: Take me
away from this. wasn't made for pub
lie exhibition. You understand me.
The vulgar crowd don't"
This touch Of pathos. the little cling
i'm it as she came round ON her pedestal,
went to Crhnsons soul. He got into a
coupe and drove up to DIR. Pillsbury's
That great man WAS over at the club
playing billiards.
Doctor says Crimson. rushing in al
him. Il want to speak to YOU" The doc