Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-10-31

like Paul Pry."
That was what my nephew said to
me, as her carriage turned into the
park at the Apsley House corner.
"Beautitulr' l replied; beautiful
doesn't express it she was an angel.
She is an angel, saint. and martyr
too God, how l loved that womanl'
'Oh, OF course, uncle" replied my
graceless nephew. professionally, l
SUPPOSE"
You see there isn't so very much
difference in our ages, though am
his uncle, andwe are morelike broth
ers than uncle and nephew.
you know you are avery bad lot,
uncle" the boy went on. You go
on loving EN-, till you put the last
finishing touch, and then you start
another canvas and begin to love
somebody else. believe that's the
secret to your success as a portrait
painter"
My nephew is always saying rude
things to me.
Jack l said" severely, "my sue
cess is due entirely to perseverance,
and the fact that / never flatter."
And then that imprudent nephew Of
mine blew out his cheeks, got very
red in the face, and very nearly choked
himself with laughter.
And then we sat down upon two OF
the green chairs.
''Ten US about her, boss" said
Jack.
have three pupils. including my
nephew; they all smoke short pipes
in my presence, and they all three call
me "bOss."
That's the countess of Wallsend, ]
began. Fifteen years ago her hus-
band the earl, Paul Pry, as you call
him-and you are not the first. Mr.
Jack to call him Paul Pry-became
a widower, and every right-minded
young woman in society duly set
her cap at him. At that time lived
of the Tottenham Court Road, and
/ was madly in love with Lottie
Vivian. Twas the third floor ledger
| Just earned living then, and, nc
more. 1t was before l had learned
to fatter. Mr.. Jack Her photo
graph struck me at first. / bought
the photo-the photo of Lottie Wv.
ian of the Portico Theatre-and
paid my half crown at the pit door
| saw her in drama, and l saw her il
an Easter fairy piece that followed
/ saw her dance; heard her sing;
used TO go to the pit of the PorticC
night after night. made studies o
her as Undine, as Una and as Perdita
and when Mr.. Melchizedec, the dealer
offered to buy them, was rude Il
Melchizedec, and declined to par
with them upon any terms. On
night as / came out of the pit of tn
Portico | found that it wa
raining cats and dogs, but none,
was scarce with me, and | walked
home through the rain, because
couldn't afford n cab. Just as
neared my own door, four wheele
drew up at it, lady paid the driver
and then she opened the street doc
with herlatch key and disappeared in
to the house. Great heavensl 1T wa
Lottie Vivian herself, and / stood il
the rain in open-mouthed astonish
ment Ina few moments thegas wa
turnedup in the first floor, and then i
dawned upon me at once.
am not curious man. knew
that an actress lived on the frs
floor, and that a teacher oflanguage
lived on the second, but /, the thir
floor ledger, had never troubled m
head about hem in the least. ha
never even asked their names.
went up to my rooms, and flung my
self into my easy chair, and though
OF the strange fatality that the won
an admired above all living wome
should be actually dwelling with m
under the same root, and that "
were separated only by asingle foo
But though ! was in love had nee
tain amount of common sense lef
and had remembered that there wa
q great gulf between Lottie Vivia
the popular actress and the paint'
OF pot-boilers on the third floor.
Next morning / dined, as usual, {
the Convivial Cannibals. Crepe