San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-12-16

ana 10 come TO the point, how long &c
you mean to carry on this little cameo
"Game?" repeated the goddess alb.
sently.
"How long are you going to follow
me about in this ridiculous way?"
IT'LL you submit, and profess your
willingness to redeem your promise"
"Oh, and you are coming every even
ing till then, are you?"
AT nightfall of each day / have
power to revisit you"
"Well, come them" he said with a
fling of impatient anger. IL tell you
beforehand that you won't get any
thing by it. Not if you was to come
and bring whole stone-mason's yard
of sculptures along with you. you
wouldn't? You ought to know better
than to come Fostering a respectable
tradesman in this bold-faced manner"
4. She smiled with a languid, contempt
uous tolerance, which maddened Lean
der.
y "Rave on, she said Truly you are
a sorry prize for such as l to stoop to
win; yet | will it, nor shall you escape
me. There will come day when. for
sallen by all you hold dear on earth,
despised, ruined, distracted, you will
pray eagerly for the haven of refuge to
which l alone can guide you. Take
heed, lest your conduct now be remem-
bered then. have spoken"
They We're indeed her last words that
evening, and they impressed the hair
dresser, in spite of himself. Custom
habituates the mind to any marvel, and
already he had overcome his first hOr-
rOr at the periodical awakeningS of the
statue, and surprise was swallowed up
by evaporation. Now. however. he
quailed under her dark threats. Could
1t ever really come to pass that he
would sue to this stone 40 hide him in
the realms of the supernatural?
a know this, he told himself. "if it
once gets about that there is a hair
dresser to be seen in Bloomsbury chiv-
led about after dark by a classical
statue, ! shan't dare to show nv face
Yet | don't know how I'm to prevent
her coming out after me, at all events
now and then. If she was only little
more like other people, | shouldn't
mind so much; but it's more than | can
bear to have to go about with tablow
yivant or pose plastique on my ARM"
All at once he started to his feet.
@I've got it," he cried. and went down
stairs to his laboratory. to reappear
with some camel-hair brushes, grease
paints and a selection from his less inn
portant discoveries in the science of
cosmetics. namely. an eyebrow accen-
tuatOr, a vase of "Tweddle's Cream of
Carnation" and "Blondinette Bloom. a
china box of Conserve of Coral" for
the lips, and one of his most expensive
cheveiures.
He was trembling as he arranged
them upon his table: not that he was
aware of the enOrmity of the act he
contemplated, but he was afraid the
goddess might revisit the marble while
he was engaged upon it.
He furnished the blank eye-sockets
with pair of eyes, which, if not ex-
actly artistic, at least supplied want:
he penciled the eye-b WIS. laid on sew
eral coats of the BLOOM" which he suf-
fused cunningly with tinge of carna-
ton, and stained the pouting lips with
his Conserve of Coral"
So far. perhaps, he had not violated
the canOns of art. and may even have
restored to the image something of it's
pristine hues: but his next addition
was one the vandalism of which admits
OF no possible defense, and when he
deity fitted the couture of light close
ly-curled hair upon the noble. classical
head, even Leander felt dimly that
something was wrong.
Il don't know how it is, he pondered,
"she looks more natural. but not half
so respectable. However. when she's
got something on to cover the marble.
there won't be anything much to no.
tice about her. I'll buy cloak for her
the first thing tomorrow morning.
Matilda was saying something about a
shop near here where | could get that
And then, if this Venus must come fol-
lowing me about. she'll look less out
la4dish at any rate, and that's some
thing!