The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1890-11-22

T walt upon my Will,
AID towers llnS upon IhS Tyne,
"And what care l for you, men" said she,
"Or lowers from Tyne 10 TIL,
sllh you must 70 with me.n she said,
To walt upon my willf'
sf lio0gt< and he FdirieI.
Next morning Torpcnhow found Die
sunk In deepest repope Of tobacco.
swell, madam, how d'you feel?"
~ don't know. Pm trying TO fin,
out"
"fou had much better do some work.
Maybe; but I'm in no hurry. w
made n'~discovery. Torp, there's to,
much Ego in my Cosmos"
"Not really! Is this rovenlasion du,
to my lectures, or tho Nilghai's ?"
ut came to me suddenly, all on m,
own account. Much too much Ego: AMI
now I'm going TO work.
lie turned over Il few half.Guishet
sketches. drummed on a new canyag
cleaned three brushes, set Binkie to bit,
tho toes OF the lay-fgure, ratified through
his collections Of arms and accoutre,
ments, and then went out abruptly, dc,
clarinG that no had done enough for the
day.
This Is positively Indecent" said
Torpenhow, 'and tho first time tina,
Dick hes ever broken upalight morning
Perhaps he has found ont that he has d
soul, or an artistic temperament, OF
something equally valuable. That comes
OF leaving him alone for q month. Per.
haps he has been going out OF evenings
| must look tc this" He rang for the
bnld.headed old housekecper. whom
nothing could astonish or annoy,
"Beeton, did Mr.. Ileldar dine on,
ut all while | was out OF town."
"Never laid Us dress clothes out once,
sir, all the time. Mostly % dined in; bui
e brought some moot remarkably fancy
young gentlemen up ere after theaters
once or twice. Remarkably fancy they
was. You gentlemen on the top flool
does very much az you likes, but it dc
seem TO me, sir, droppin' a walkin'
stick down five flights OF stairs an then
goin' down four abreast 10 pick it up
again, at half.past two in the mornin',
singing, Bring back the whisky, vii.
lie, darling'-not once or twice, but
scores O. times-isn't charityto the other
tenants. What l say il, DO as yon
would be done by That's my MOTTO
"Oi counsel. OF course! I'm afraid
the op.tloor isn't the quietest in the
house."
u make no complaints, sir. I have
spoke to Mr.. Heldar, friendly, an he
laughed an did mo d picture OF the
Alissis that is as good as a colored print
II 'sisn't the Ugh shincof Il photograph,
but wbatI says is, Never look n cifl
horse in the mouth Mr.. Hcldar's
dress clothes 'aHen't been on him fol-
weeks."
"rhen it's all right" said Terpenhow
to himself. "0Eeies are healthy, and
Dick hna a head Of his own, 4ut>when il
comes to women making eyee, I'm no;
so ce':ain-Binkie, never you be A man,
little dorglums, They're contrary brutes,
and they DO things without any reason.'i
Dick had TUNED northward across the
Park, but no was walking in the spirit
on the mud. fats with AIaisie. He
laughed aloud as he remembered the
day when ho bad aecked Anomma's
horns with the ham.frills, and Aaisic.
white with rage, had cufled him. How
loug those four years had been, and how
intimately MAisio was connected with
every hour OF them! Storm across the
ses, and A.aisie it q gray dress on the
beach, sweeping hcf drenched hair out
oil her eyes Gnthlau2hing at the home.
ward race OF the fishing smscks; hot
sunehino on the mud tiata, and Maiaie
shifting scorn!uliy with her chin in the
air; Maisie flying before the wind that
threshed the foreshore and drove the
sand like. small ehoi ahoIt her ears:
Maisie. very composed and independent,
telling lies TO Mrs. Jennett while Dick
supported her with coarser perfumes;
Maisie picking her way delicately from
stone to stone, q pistol in her hand and
her teeth irm.set; and Maisie in q gray
dress hitting on the grass between the
mouth OF a cannon an : aoading yellow
sea poppy. The pictures passed before
him n by one, and the last stayed the
longest. Dick was perfectly happy VIII it.i
q quiet pesde that IVES as new to his
mind as it Yves foreign TO his experience,
It never occurred to him that there
might be other calls upon his time than
leating across the Park in the forenoon.
"Tler'B n good working light now"
be said, watching his shadow placidly.
Some poor devil ought to be grateful
for this. And there's iIaisie."
She was walking towards him from,
the Marble Arch, and he saw that no
mannerism OF herpail had been changed.
1t was good to find he1 still Maisie, and,
SO to speak, his ncxt.door neishbor. Nc
greeting passed between them, because
there had been none in the old days.
What are you doing out OF your stu,
do at,this hour2" said Dick, as one en-.
titled to ask.
"Idling. Just idling. I got angry
with 4 chin and sCraped it out. Then ]
left it in a little heap Of paint chips ant
came away"
" know what palette-knifng meaas
What was the piccy?"
"a fancy head that wouldn't CONF
right-horrid thing!'
II don't like working over scraped
paint when I'm doing flesh. The grail
comes up wholly as the paint dries"
Not il you sGrape properly" Maisil
waved her hand to illustrate her methods
There was q dab Of paint on tho whit
cuff. Dick laughed.
You're as untidy rs ever"
"That comee we'll from you. LOOT: a
your own cuff"
"By Jove, yes. It's worse than yours
l don't think we've much altered in al Y
thing. Let's see, though. Ho lookel
at Maisie critically. The pale.blue haz,
OF an autumn day crept between TIN
tree.trunks OF the PARK and naie a back
ground for the gray dress, the black vel
yet toque above the black hair, and tn,
resolute profile.
mo, there's nothing changed. Hov
good it is; D'you remember when
fastened your hair into the snap Of
tand.bag2"
Maisie nodded, with a twinkle IN he
eyes. and turned her full face to Dick
".Wait q minute" said he. "Tha
mouth is down at the corners a little
Who's been worrying You, Maisie ?"
"No one but myself. | never seem t
get on with my work, and yet 7 try har
opn,,rh on1 Kop,; anrc n