Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1891-09-19

ished 10 my sleep. was profoundly
affected by the whole affair. and said
nothing to anybody.
The ocean trip somewhat restored
my mental equilibrium. BY the time
/ had arrived in Paris had persuaded
myself that had added the tNo fig
nrcs to the picture in my waking mo-
meuts. and that oyer-application 10 my
beloved art had brought Oh a tempo
rary lapse of memory.
/ bad even persuaded myself that
my dream and its confirmation by
cable in the morning paper were mere
coincidence.
Still | was possessed of an Unsuitable
longing to solve this mystery.
! put up nj II little hotel of the Rnc
D'Antoine. nnd slept soundly with the
roar Of Paris ia my ears.
Next morning sent for commits
siouairc. am Il very tolerable French
scholar.
What Is your best paper hcrep"
was my first question.
There arc several" was the reply.
"The Gdtiois is a good journal--as
good rs auy, IN TACT.
Go aud get me the Gallois of date
june IL"
In half an hour 1t was in my hands.
1 soon found the account of the mur-
der. An enormous headline called at
tention TO it. 1t had been evidently
the sensation OF the day. There was
a column and half OF it, IA well as
an editorial consisting largely Of hints
TO the police as 10 how they should
best discover the murderer.
BY reading these found out that
tho murder had been committed short
ly after 5 o'clock in the morning. thn
body having been found ut little
after 6 by the concierge, when it VAS
still warm. Roughly estimating the
difference in time between Paris aud
Chicago at five and half hours, Mon
sienr Guisac must have met his death
nj about the time when | dreamed 1
saw him lying with his throat cut. up
on the hearth-rug.
lmpeIlcd now by an irresistible i'm
pulse 10 sift this mystery TO the very
bottom, called upon the project OF
police and persuaded him TO permit
me 10 visit the scene of the murder.
told him nothing To this day he be-
licvcs | was impelled to it by mere
curiosity. The body of the dead artist
had been removed, of cuurse. hut moth
ing in his rooms had been disturbed.
l iremblcd violently as | entered tho
yestbulc. and turned somewhat pale.
The officer who accompanied me
noticed that was visiLly affected.
Monsieur finds it too warm" he
said politely, and he threw up win
dow.
(which room was the studio?' |
asked. my voice strangely thick aud
husky. instInctively l dreaded TO
enter the apartment which had been
the scene OF that horrible nightmare,
the influence of which was now Begin
ming 10 reassert itself strangely. NV
heart almost ceased beating Us the
officer threw back the portierc. and.
passing by him, entered the apart
meut.
A small painting stood upon an
easel near one of the windows. With
uncertain footsteps and brain whirl-
ing with the strangest emotions which
ever man experienced. | approached
it. There was not quite light enough
to see it dislinciively. drew up the
curtain aud let the sunlight stream in-
TO the darkened chamber.
The next moment | had uttered a
loud cry. tottered and fallen helpless
upon my knees nj the foot OF the easel.
N
sketch in OIL coiored and drawn with
u master hand. 1t was study of two
persons in tho act of lcayc-,akiug.
They stood boldly in the foreground Of
the picture. A tall, dark. handsome
man. the counterpart of the figure IN
my Chicago picture. with the same sad
aud striking expression on his face
with the brave soul shining through il,
woman, the very reproduction OF the
conception aDd execution of my sleep
ing moments. on whose tender face
the trace of recent tears was marvel
loasly deineatcd, and about whose
low white forehead and over whose
charming ewes her hair. of Titiauesqus
red. was blown by the breeze. leant
with one hand upon the mans shoul-
der aud the other hand clasped in his
| looked at the title. aud amazemcnt
grew upon amazement 1t was also
the very counterpart OF my own. The
picture was named Les Adieux."
The voice of the officer aroused me.
They say there is romantic story con-
nected with that picture. You sec it
Is the portrait of Monsieur Guisac
painted by himself. The woman he
was to have been married to. but they
quarrelcd and parted just Il week be-
fore he committed suicide"
Monsieur Gusac was not MUIR
dered. then?"
No. That was the theory ut first,
but it was afterward abandoned. Mile.
Helene Michaud--that was the lady s
name--came forward aud threw an
entirely uew light upon the subject. A
more thorough search OF Monsieur
Guisacs effects revealed n small pack
age. 1t contained his will. in which
he stated his intention Of taking his
own life aud bclueathing TO Mile.
Helene Michand everything he had in
the world.
| had been captiyated by the picture
OF the woman with the tender face and
Titiaucsque hair. sought her out
and spoke TO her concerning the tragic
death of MoEsicur Guisac.
He had wronged another woman. "
she said coldly. II told him to 20 10
her; that l had done with him for
ever
She was unmoved. She smiled upon
me with her charming eyes. was
disgusted and left Paris. When I
reached Chicago l found an oilicious
friend had been talking about my pict-
ure. Orders have flowed in upon me
since. and the name of George Court
enay has become famous in the world
of western art; but tho Inspiration
which was derived from my spiritual
jointure with the man who suicidcl In
the Rue de Revcrdy has died with him,
aud unique among tho productions Of
my brush stands tho painting which is
known to the art-loving public AS
"Courtenay's Good-byc." - .Anstya
Granville. IN Chicago Jouraat.
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