New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1888-04-22

sea the catalogue He 1utters the leaves, thcn says
in triumph II thought sol was sure Of IT,
His companion murmurs politely. Tho arreseeo
crowd listens
ar was inst the Same way at the Morgan collection
Won remember the big Breton therel forget tho
name Well, when got inside the door and saw thas
picture Just said 'Breton.''
Tho companion expresses the proper surprise. She
could not be moro carefully calculating In her alter
nate silence and comments II she was PAID claquer
The rarrulous gentlemans glance sweeps tia wall ana
Is arrested again.
aAhai. says he with smiling interest, A" what have
wo herci Bouguereau, fancy. Tho catalogue
pleases be lays his hand the closed cover and says
snow wen II Pm right say Bouguereau.'
He finds the place, Bouguereau 1t is He chortles In
his 10y but the crowd feeling ignorant, passes on
leaving him mounted firmly on his prancing hobby
horse his voice ringing out loud and clear as the $40
gan Of the MacGregor:
@And here is Detaine pronounced DetaiD; De-
tsne paints war scenes, and his work Is remarkable
for detail" The confused and helpless expression
which here the face OF the obliging listener
But it hlIrres out of earshot and sweeps round the
end Of the hall leaving lady and gentleman before
what's this 7" inquiries the gentleman, greatly
bored and longing to go home =,
The lady, wetering hopelcssly in the confusion OF
the catalogue, looks up the picture above IT, an East
NO. 60. THE Pride Of the Harem'" she reads.
The gentleman Is surprised 40
(Which is the pride OF the Haremp' he asks, with
vlvecous curiosity. And we leave them struggling
with the mystery
Meantime the two girls in brown suffering from
unsatisfed longing for a pencil They want to
take down the Of the pictures they like. and as
they both like different pictures and are elastic In their
tastes, their notes a serious undertaking and not
the matter OF a moment. The tall in the ulster
would long unsatIsfed inveighing against Fate, and
dreaming of the pencils her desk at home. The
smaller one is Of the metal of which Nlhsts generals
reporters and other daring foohardy creatures are
made She first medltates attack on the young
men, and this would certainly have been Christian
performance for nothing would have given the young
men greater happiness They would have been In a
good humor all evening thinking of IT, and they would
never have ceased talking of the potent nature Of
their charms, which acted tho susceptible female
| like a magnet a needle.
On second thoughts however she decides that the
official near the door OF the Old Masters IS better
the Old Masters being regarded sort Of deadly
upas tree which blights the high spirits and evity
of all who sojourn beneath its baeful shade. This
proves happy idea the pencil is produced and has
| a fine long point. The borrower flies in triumph to
her friend, and they huddle together on bench ana
take turns with the pencil one nscrbng on the back
Of letter, the other visiting card. occasionally
the writer forgets name, and pauses, frownng with
suspended pencil and absorbed gaze, and the oicia
from beneath the blasting shadow OF the Old Masters
| notes with bitterness tngcd with sad, seductive
sweetness that she muses. she softly moistens the
pencil tip between the reddest of lips. Who would not
long for the fesh-pots of the pencf The notes DONE
tho pencil is returned. and the owner politely over
looks the black and pupy condition Of Its once neat
point.
For tho time being satisfied, they HE back to tho
front room where are the two romantic copysts and
| some pictures they desire a second look at. They
pause by Fuller's "And She Was Witch
"Now this picture is supposed to be very nnos'
saws the tall one, "YOu there's the witch being
| dragged Off and this in the foreground Is tho
mother trying to get IN"
GTrvins to get i'm What fort should think she'd
| rather get OUT
ashes frightened, of course Now step back and
SEQ how wonderfully that figure in the trees starts out"
| They step back and the little brown girl says:
| "why that's another WITCH of course Why didn't
| they take all Of them Off They were proDaply iii
| witches If one was'
Her friend is, for the second time rufied
odd you suppose it in families like consump
| ton or insanity Z" she asks angrfy.
They loiter on again, the smaller one still worrying
| over the witch question.
| "How do you suppose they knew she was witchf y
| she IS heard to remark she drags along behind,
looking over her shoulder at the picture and with her
| fingers loosely crooked through her friends arm
The friend, sin annoyed suggests me same way
%Noi reaily37 cries the other her expression
all hored ncTedGy and v %rahs Ep the
"a The two young men meantime haze worked round
The thing he's reading looks like my taor's bll,'
says the pointed beard pensvey and finding dhe ere re-
collection painful they Pass Se Cn Tn dancer am and
query on the attitude OF the reciner IL slhs; III,
| Perhaps It reminds him also OF his taor Dill,
that's why he's writing So" suggests the friend, by
The Funny Man and his ladies now appear, having
accomplished the tour of the Wolfe gallery. The
Funny Man has not yet dared to be as funny as he
| can He is probably afraid of killing his ladies'.
He lets fly yagrant wittlcsm now and then for safety
The ladies laugh kindly with trembngs OF th th
There are some people already before Oermanicus.
Some one well in the background is heard to say art
What lots of painters called Carl
And the Funny Man, taking a holiday, says approx
what a proud holty look that woman hasp
His ladies' groan admiring assent.
shed make things hot for II she g0t
chance says anGher voice r agg baoR sed
the speaker with suspicion
In the next room the girls have had relapse Of
the pencil fever They have got to have another pencil
and they sit down a bench 10 think about It,
"Now already says the little one piteously, to
prove how dire is her necessity "Now already can't
remember whether Daniel in the Lions Den is the
| Last Word or the Last Rose.''
The friend is cranng her neck, she looks through
the passing hrong for man who looks as II he might
have pencil. They find several but they cannot agrc,
upon any especial The tall girl is cautious and
would fan return to the original official and the Old
Masters. The small is for asking everybody, and
in that way they will time and trouble, and have
the satisfaction Of knowing that they have done the
thing thoroughly" Moreover she has delicacy about
spelling two pencils belonging to the same person.
Close by them sits that pretty lady artist, still dis
trait over her perverse picture still leaning In
temptation ON the bench, and absently beating on
her toe with her maulstick Why not make the
second assault upon her. The companions conspro
in whispers, looking at her dropping profile 1t seems
a pity TO disturb her, TO break up her simple and
peaceful pose. But the desire Of the moth for the
| star was as nothing compared to the desire Of these
two ladies for pencil. SO the Assyrian in brown
iacket and bonnet with her head cooked at the coax-
Ing angle, comes down the fold and the graceful
revere is broken with polite Could trouble you
| to lend me pencil?
The dreamer starts smiles, and opening her box.
gives the required article with a shy Craciousness