The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1890-11-29
4HB LIGHT THAT FAILED,
RrDYAED KILLING,
author Of "Solditrs THREE

anything except soldiers?"
II could do ahead OF you that wonl
startle you," thought DlCk--.his was be
fore tho rcd.haired girl had brourh
him under the guillotine-but no onl
said, :" ! am very sorry" and harrowc,
Iorpenhow's soul that evening will
blaspbmies against Art. Later, insen
slbly and to large extent againe. hi
own will, he ceased 10 interest himsel
III his own work. For Niaisie's sake
and to soothe the seli.respect that
seemed to him, he lost each Sunday, b
would not consciously turn out ba,
stuff, but since Music did not care eve,
Tor his best, It were better not to d,
anything Mt oil save wait and mark tim,
between Sunday and Sunday. Torpen
how was diagusted rs the weeks wen
by fluitlesB, and then attacked him on,
Sunday evening when Dick felt utterl,
exhausted after three hours biting self
restraint in Maisie's presence. Their,
was Language. and TOrpenhow with
drew TO consult the Nlehai, who la,
come in TO talk Continental politics,
"bone-idle, is he? Careless, ant
touched in the temper 2" said the Mi
ghai. ut isn't worth worrying over
Dick is probably playing the fool witt
woman."
Isn't that bad enouSh2'
No. She may throw him out OF yea,
and knock his work 10 pieces for While
She may even turn UP here some day
and make scene on the staircase. Opt
never knows. But until Dick speaks O.
his own accord you had better not touch
him, ne is no easy-tempered man tc
handle"
No; 1 wish lie were. He is such ar
aggressive, cocksure, you-be. damned iel.
low"
Hell get that knocked out Of him ia
time. He must learn that he can't storm
up and down the world with box o.
moist tubes and silk brush. YOU'RE
fond of him."
"Fd take any punishment that in store
for him il I could; hut the worst OF it is
no man can save bis brother"
"No, and the worser OF 1t 10, there is
no discharge in this war. Dick must
learn his Lesson like the rest OF us. Talk,
ing Of war, there'll be trouble in the Bal.
kans in the spring"
"rhat trouble is long coming.
wonder ii we could drag Dick out there
when it comes Off"
Dick entered the room shortly after.
wards, and the question was put to him
Not good enough" he said, shortly.
Pm too comfy where am"
Surely you aren't taking all the stuff
in the newspapers seriously" said the
Nllehai. Your vogue will be ended in
lees than six months,-the public will
know your touch and 90 on to some.
thing new,-and where will you be?"
Here, in England"
when you might be doing decent
work among 10 out there! Nonsense |!
l shall go; the Keneu will be there
Torp will be there; Cassivetti will be
there, and the whole lot OF us will be
there, and we shall have az much az
ever We can do, with unlimited fighting,
and the chance for you OF seeing things
that would make the reputation OF three
Verestchagins."
"Umn' said Dick, pulling at his pipe.
"You prefer to stay here and imagine
that all the world is gaping Mt your pic.
lures? Just think how full an average
mans lie is Of his own pursuits mud
pleasures. When twenty thousand Of
MIN find time to look up between
mouthfuls and gruut something abou,
something they aren't the least inter.
ested in, and the net resul: is called
fame, reputation, or notoriety, according
to the taste and fancy OF the speller my
lordW
II know that as we'll as you do. Give
me credit for a little snmption."
"Be hanged If do!'
BE hanged, then: you probably viii
be,-for a spy, by excited Turks
Heihgho! Pm weary, dead weary, anC
virtue has gone out OF me. Dick drop
ped into chair and was fast asleep in {
minute.
That's a bad sign," said the Nilghai
in an undertone.
Torpenhow picked up the pipe from
the walstcoat where it was beginning t,
burn, and put pillow behind the head
ave can't help; we can't help" he said
sits n good ugly sort Of old cocoa.put
and Pm fond OF il. There's the scar o
tho wipe he got when he was cut overt il
the square"
"Shouldn't wonder il that has mad
him q trife mad"
~ should. He's most business.lik
mailman.
Then Dick began to snore iuriously.
"Oht here, no affection can stand thi
sort OF thing. Wake up, Dick, and &
and sleep somewhere else, ii you inten
TO make noise about it."
"When q cat has been out on the tile
all night" said the Silghai in his beart
II notice that she usually sleepa all day
This is natural history"
| Dick staggered away rubbing his eye
and yawning.
He did no work OF any kind for
week. Then came another Sunday. II
dreaded and lopged for the day always
but since the red.haired girl bad sketch
ed him there was rather more dread thai
desire in his mind.
He discovered that Maisie had entire
| ~ IN siSSttN lad GptshSstlouo aUUut III
work. She had gone oil ut score file
with some absurd notion for a "lanc
head 1t cost Dick something to CON
mand his temper.
whats the good OF suggesting any
thins?" he said, pointedly.f
"Ah, but this will be q picture-a rea
picture; aud ! know that Kami will le
ME send it to the Salon. You don
mind, do you ?"
~ suppose not. But you won't hay
time for the Salon.
Maisie heaitated little. She even fe'
uncomfortable.
"We're going over to France mont
sooner because OF it. I shall get til
idea sketched out hero and work it up
Kami's."
| Dicks heart stood still and he cam
very near being disguised with h
queen who could do no wrong. "Ju.
| when l thought | had made some heat
way, she goes of chasing BUTTERFLIES. It
too maddenins."