Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-02-23

Of lGin Bre<hsson at allv
"Then I'll certainly como and do my
wcrshiping before the crowd collects" !" said
Kendall, adding, a. he half curiously shifted
his eye glass ~ a. 10 take in Wallace's
bronsed, alert countenancc. "How did you
happen TO know herr
"Rutherford introduced me. He's an old
friend Of minc.r
"woll," said Kendall. moving of, "rriday,
then, shall Be very glad 10 80 Mra Stuart;
It's ago since Aw her last"
The American nodded cordially to him,
and walked away. Ho was ono Of those
pleasant ubiquitous people who know every
ono and find time for everything-a well
known journalist, something Of an artist,
and still moro Of o man Of the world, who
went through his London season with some
outward grumbling, but with real inward
ssst such as few popular diners out arc
bloased with. That hc should havo attached
himself 10 tho latest star was natural enough
He was the most discreet and profitable Of
ciceroncs. with real talent for making him.
self useful to nice people His friendship for
Miss Brcthcrton gave her certain stamp In
Kendals eyes, for Wallace had fastidious
taste in personalities and seldom madc Q
mistake
Kendall himself walked home, busy with
very different thoughts, and was soon estah-
lished at his writing table in his high cham
bers overlooking an inner court OF tho Tenn
pic. It was a bright afternoon; the spring
sunshine on the red roofs opposite was clear
and gay; tho old chimney stacks, towering
into tho pale blue sky throw sharp shadows
OH tho rich red and orange surface Of the
tilea Below, tho court was half In shadow,
and utterly quiet and deserted. To the Left
thorc was n CLEAN Of green, atoning for its
spring thinncss and scantincss by q vivid
energy OF color. whilc straight across the
court, beyond the rich patchwork Of tho
roofs and tho. picturesque outline Of the
chimneys, q delicate picco Of white stone
work rose into air-the spirc Of ono Of
WrenS churches, as dainty, as perfect, and
as fastidiously balanced as tho hand Of man
could leavc It.
lrside the room was such Gs fitted studi-
Gus bachelor Of means. The bookcases on
tho wills held old college classics and law
books underneath, and above miscellaneous
literary library, Of which tho main bulk was
French, whilo the side wings, SO to speak,
had that tempting miscellaneous air-here
patch Of German, there an island Of Italian;
on this side rows Of English poets on the
other an abundance Of novels Of oil Ian
guages-which delights tho fond heart Of the
book lover. Tho pictures were mostly auto
typeo and photographs from subjects OF
Italian art, except In one corner. where fnc
little collection OF French historical engrav-
ings completely covered tho wall and drew O
visitors attention by the brillinncy Of their
black and white. On tho writing table were
piles Of paper covered French books, repre-
sonting for tho most part the palmy days Of
the Romantics though every here and there
were intervening strata Of naturalism, bal
anced in their turn by recurrent volumes Of
Sainte- -Beuve. The whole had studious air.
Tho books were evidently collected with q
purpose, and tho piles Of orderly MSS. lying
on tho writing table seemed to sum up and
explain their surroundings.
Tho only personal ornament Of tho room
was group Of photographs on tho mantcl-
piece. Two were faded and brown, and rep.
rcsentc,l Kendal's parents, both of whom had
been dead some years. Tho other was a largo
cabinet photograph of q woman no longer
very young-a striking looking woman, with
a fine worn face and q general air Of distinc-
tion and character. There was strong re-
semblance between her features and those Of
Eustace Kendall, ana she was indeed his elder
and only sister, the wifo of q French senator,
HIu ueT DTOtueT Culck ITlcuu bnu cOuUSetOr,
Nine. de Chateauvieux was o very noticeable
person, and her influence over Eustace had
been strong ever since their childish days.
Sho was a woman who would havo justified
n repetition I'm tho present day of Sismondi's
enthusiastic estimate Of tho women Of the
First Empire. She had that melange du
meilleur ton, "with tho purcst elegance Of
manner, and store of varied Information,
with vivacity Of impression and delicacy of
feeling, which," as he declared To Mime.
d'Albany, belongs only to your sex, and Is
found in its perfection only in tho best soci-
ETY. Of France"
In the days when she and Eustacc had been
tho only children Of n distinguished and
wealthy father, a politician Of some fame
and son-in-law to the Tory premier Of his
young days, she had always led and influ-
enced her brother. He followed her admir-
ingly through her London seasons. watching
tho impression she made, triumphing In her
triumphs, ard at home discussing every new
book with her and sharing, at least In his
college vacations, the secretarys work for
their father, which she did excellently, and
with n quick, keen, palitical sense which
Eustace had never seen b any other woman.
Sho was handsome in her own refined and
delicate way, especially ut night, when the
sparkle OF her white neck and arms and the
added brightness Of her dress gave her tho
accent and color she was somewhat lacking
in at other times. Naturally, she was In no
want Of suitors, for she was rich and her
father was influential, but sho said "No"
many times and was nearly 30 before NJ. do
Chateauvieux, tho first secretary Of tho
French embassy, persuaded ther to marry
him. Since then she had filled an effective