Daily Republican., 1888-02-13
AN ARTISTS srRArxuY.

Why you AUD i cannot marry for the
present. have been brought up TO do
nothing but play the piano. entertain
company and try and look pretty, and
I ahosld only be . drag on you. Art
lists, you know, have no tims 10 bother
with wivos"
In such language did 1, Julian Vsa L
court, receive my dismissal from Elisa
beth shlnstone, whom had been en-
gagged TO for thyes years and fondly
hoped to marry.
That vss . painter whore pictures
did not sell was treo. and when 1 get
home and thought the matter over, III
even saw that she vas right, and oop..
Guided ] would try . new tack, for I
oouldn't give her up.
had friend, M old college cau n,
Fred Denbigh, royal goot fellow,
free hearted, open. handed aud as loyal
a. Scos. Putting asid, my brushes, III
sought DenbiRh, taen we diked to-
eether and soon after ward returned
to my rooms alone. Late that eveniog,
when 1 went out again, 1 could have
met my principal creditor aud safely
dehed the danger OF recognition. had
sacrificed my benrc-lhnt profuseiy
flowing beard which, II somewhat I'M.
tidy. was also OF that picturesque kind
most sffeotsd BY srtists. 1 had saoIi
hoed 1t without rang, and by so doipg
had completely destroyed my own
Identity. In point OF fact, 1 was now q /
tall, we'll built and clsan shRvsn young
fellow, not altogether bad look In n, and
certainly Attired with the most serupu.
lous regard to neatness and ref nom snt.
Nor was I Juliin vsucour.-I was
plain John Warner, and l was about to
aFk s.ntA lat - ~.
tnissioued by Oepbikh TO look q ter O r
Two weeks later ] read In q New York
paper long account OF tho M y sterious
disappearance aud supposed suicide OF
Julian Vanoourt, ~ Rrtie; OF n cozni.
zsd Ability, who after years. OF honorn-
BILE enteavor had attained an en- viAble
position In his profsssioa and bade fair
to become one OF the greatest historical |
painters OF the age. i laid aside the |
paper with curious sort Of SILVER; l i
felt like man might fsel who had lust |
seen his own tom bstone, But then III
was dead, you know-legEliy 10, stl
least A letter from Dsn bieh foil ", d |
close upon the paper. Here is an ex.I
t,acl:
THE pictures went of like wildAre
Eieh hroneht o fabulous pri % Every.
thing Ia sold, and Colonel ehinsione
bought your Jephtha's Daughter be. /
cause 1t reaemblSd his dauy z htsr, SUP.
pose. Al any rate he has It. He was
at the sale looking grim mer and s,truer
than ever. have heard that - -
10 Ill. No ono stemB 10 SEQ much oil
her. and her friends say some spiieful
things about her and the dead man,
poor grill"
In few years, having AecumuiAted a
fortune by hard labor, hurried back
to New York and ct onoe sought my
old friend, DsnbiRh, in his studio. Hel
seemed very changed, / thought.
"And EllEAbelhP" had qusLt.G nsd,
a. our hands met.
"6he is we'll" he returned briefly.
answering the eager inquiry Ia my
eyes.
"Well, I shsll sec her presently; butt
first we will dine together, my boy, , GU
and L"
For . moment DanbiRh Was client,
then he suddenly exclaimed:
Julian, VS. can never break bread
together again. 1 have been falss to
my trust. God help me, love RlixA
beth Shinttonei"
"You love Elizabeth shinstoutP" 1
repeated. "YoI?"
could help II? Was to blameY
Am l more than o msn? And the
wong doing WAS youGs-youis alon,
An angel stood In your path, and, blind
fool that you were, you tuInad aside
from u. An angel. l FAyi Oh, Van
court, old friend, kill mai yon will,
but don't look a. me Ike that. Bsiore
Heaven, | swear that have iouS Sht
against this thing, bu;-"
"Ar Ardshs-ElizAbeth2" interrupted
II have never bresthed syllable to
her that you might not hear. You see
there are still greater depths OF Irsach-
cry that l have no. reached. No, L
have not told 1t to her,"
"rhen you must tell 1t to her.
Denoigh's haggard eyes met mine
questioninsly.
go to her. continued. "Toil her.
aHd hear her snswer."
"Are you serious2"
"As II stood upon the threshold OF
eternity. II abe Ia whA. bsliaVe her
to be, ] need not fear. IL she 10 not
we'll, ewes then shall know 1t at onoe.
Gop'
"Julian, surely you love her stlll7"
"Yes, l love her; but the woman l
marry must come to ms without this
shadow Of o doubt to Cross our lives.
Go bat remember this: ray nothing OF
my return, not even if-if all Is As you
wish |"
80 waited there In Dsnb CHS studio
viii 8. he went to win tho Que for whom
1, In earnest faith aud true loyalty had
worked so long and 40 patiently How
tfoJe three weary houts OF .ay solitude
dragged on cannot tell; but n what
tender memories, Whist friehtful fore
bodiDgs, what Rl.mpseB OF Heaven,
what tortures OF the Eether world were
miuei Had 1 but known her better,
known her as bbe wss--s weak, vain,
frivolous creature Ahl had been less
OF q fool A fooi2 Alb, thrice.sodde len :,
for who but fool would have exposed
the woman he loved to such q tompth-
tion2
At last there came etep upon the
stale. Q hand upon tho door latch. 1
arose. 1t was DeutiRh's servant, and
be gave me q sealed envelope. tore 1t
open and read:
"Go to her. She does not know you
are here. Do not walt for me. 60 at
once"
And so ct once l went that way had
so often dreamed OF goipg. Il was al.
| most night and the gray ghosts Of
houses loomed up like spectral shapes
In the long white streets. Looking back
at IL all now 1t seemed like \ dream,
Just as It seemed then whom 1 81 nod in
Ool0el Bhinstone's dra wing room, NJ d
some one was coming towards me with
q wondering look in her beAutttal eyet.
creature. That delected At the hrst
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