The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1890-11-21
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"Matter'of temper" said the Nilyhai.
''It's the same with horses. Some you
. wollop and they work, some you wollop
and they lib, and some you wpllop and
they 60 out fora walk with their ialis in
, their pockets"
i THAT'S exactly what Dick Inns done,n
I said Torpenhow. "Wait I'LL he comes
back. In the meantime, you can begin
: your Stating here. I'll show You some OF
: his last and worst work In his studio"
Dick had instinctively sought running
/. water for q comfort to his mood OF MUD,
!, lilo was leaning over the emban khent
wall, watching the rush Of the Thames
through the arches OF Westminster
bridge. lie began by thinking Of Tor.
. penhow's advice, but, rs oil custom. Lost
himself In the study Of the faces lock.
Ing by. Some had death written on
!, their features, and Dick marvelled that
!, they could laugh. Others, clumsy md
: coarse.bilt for the most part, were alirht
with love; 0thefg were merely drawn
mud lined with work; but the.e was
something, Dick knew, to be made out
OF them all. The poor ut least should
suffer that no might learn, and the rich
should pay for the output OF his learn.
ing. Thus his credit in the world and
his cash balance at The bank WoaM be
increased. So much the better for him,
He had suffered. Now he would take
toll OF the Ills OF others.
The fog was driven apart for a moment,
and the sun shone, 4 blood.red wafer,
on the water. Dick watched the spot
till he heard the voice OF the tide be.
tween tho piers die down like tho wash
Of the sea at low tide. 4 girl hard prcss.
ed by her lover shouted g~hamelessly,
"Ah, get away, you beast!" and q shift
OF the same wind that had opened the
log drove across Dicks face tho black
smoke OF u river steamer ut her berth
below tho wall. lie was blinded for the
moment, then spun around md found
himself fAca 10 face with-Maisle.
There was no installing The years
had turned the child to n woman, but
they had not altered the dark-gray eyea,
tho thin scarlet lips, or the firmly
modelled mouth and chin; and, that all
should be as 1t WAS OF old, sho wore a
closely. fitting gray dress.
Since the human soul Is finite and not
in the least under its own command.
Dick, advancing, said, "llallo !" after the
fashion OF school boys iMais;e an.
swered, "Oh, Dick, is ill.,. our" Then.
against his will, and be re tho brain
newly released from considerations Of
the cash balance had time to dictate to
the nerves, every pulse OF Dicks body
throbbed fnriously and his palate dried
ia his mouth. The log shut down aesin,
and Maisie'siaCe was pearl white through
it. No word was spoken, but Dick fell
into step by her side. and the two paced
tho %embankment together, keeping the
step Us perfect as in their excursions TO
the mud-fats. Then Dick eaid a little
hoarsely:
what has happened 10 Amomma?"
"He died, Dick. Not cartridges; over
eating. He was always greedy. Isn't it
funny?"
Eyes. No. Doyou mean Amomma2"
"Ye-es. No. This. Where have you
come from?"
"Over there" Dick pointed eastward
through the fog. "And you?"
"Oh, I'm in the north,-the black
north. across all the Park. In am very
busy"
"What do you dos"
81 paint a great deal. That's all I
have to do"
why what's happened? You had
three hundred q year,
all"
"Are you alone, then ?"
"There's a girl living with me. Don't
walk 30 fact Dick you're out of STEP"
"Then you noticed it too p"
"0f course ! did. You're always out
Of step"
$50 I am, Pm sorry. You wen. on
with the painling?"
"Of course. | said I shonld. I was
at the Slade, then at Merton's, in St.
JohR's Wood, the big studio !; then |
pepper.potted-I mean l wen, to the
National and now am working under
kami."
"But Kami ia in Paris, surely ?"
mo; he has his teaching studio at
Vitry SURNAME. I work With him in
the summer, and I live in London in the
winter. I'm a householder"
"Do you sell much?"
NOV and again, but not often.
There is my bus. l must take it or loae
half an hour. Good bye, Dick"
Goodbye, Maisie. Won't YOU tell
me where you live? L must see YOU
sgGin; and perhaps ] could help you. l
paint q little myself"
~ may DO in the Park tomorrow. if
there ia no working light. l walk from
tho Marble Arch down and back again;
that is my little excursion. But OF
course ! shall gee sou asaiu." She
stepped into the omnibus and was swaI.
lowed up by the fog.
"Hell-l-an1-damncd /" said Dick,
and returned 10 the chambers.
T%orpenhow and the Nilghai found him
sitting on the steps to tho studio door,
repeating the phrase with awful gravity.
You'll be more damned when I've
done with YOU" said the Nilghai, up.
heaying his bulk from behind Torpen-
how's shoulder and waving ] sheaf OF
haif.dry manuscript. "Dick, it is Of
common report that you are sI Gering
IRON rwellea head.b
"Hylloo, Nilghai. Back again? How
are the Balkans and all the little Bal.
kans? One side of your face is out OF
drawing, as usual"
Never mind that. I am commits.
stoned to smite you in pint. Torpen.
how refuses from false delicacy. I've
been o%yerhaullng the pot.boilersin your
atudio. They are simply disgraceful,N
"Ohol that's it, 10 it2 II you think
you can slate me, you're wrong. You
can only describe, and you need as much
room to turn in, on paper, ms q p. & @,
cargo boat. But continue, and be swift.
I'm going to bed"
"H'm! Inn h'm2 The first part
only deals with your pictures. Here's
the peroration: For work done with
out conviction, for power wasted on triy.
i%alities, for labor expended with levity
for the deliberate purpose OF winning
the easy applause Of a fashion.driven
public"
"That's His Last Shot, second edi-
ton. Go on"
"'Public, There remains but one end
the oblivion that is preceded by toler.
alton 9nd c%enotaphed with contempt.
From that fate Mr.. Helder has yet 10