Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1892-05-28
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$50 that's ~Ferendia-as YOU see him% said
Jack Morris meditatiyely, that afternoon,
contemplating my mornings work.
1T Is. How much more do you see in
him?' | asked curiously.
you've made him a pleasant, prosperous
looking fellow-genisl, kindly, frank. Not
over bright, perhaps, but open as the day,
airing all his small yanities and toibles with
a childlike confidence"
That's the man, as l am humbly striving
TO express him."
Not the man who'd sell his friend or his
own soul for what they'd fetch, IL money
were short with him, or smile In your face
and offer you : cigarette while he was tell
ing you the lie that should bring you to ruin.
Not Laurie BoswOrth." Jack broke of short,
and took an energetic turn or two up and
down the room, then stopped again before
my easel, and looked fxedly at the canvas.
.'Yet I'm drawn to him. C0nfound him! It's
the old fascination. l feel as If it were given
10 me 10 know the secrets OF that mans
soul, and with my hatred there is mixed an
infinite compassion and dread, and i feel as
IL / must hold out hand to save him, though
1 can't, for the life of me, tell from what.
Jervoise, over that mans face there lies the
shadow of a DOOM"
Morris was given to holding forth melo-
dramatically on occasion.
'All right. I'll paint it in IL you'll show
me how" ] said.
But he took no notice OF the suggestion.
All the same | was well content with my
work. and got to II betimes in the clear, pure
morning light. Before l had worked an
hour there came a smart rap on my door, as
with the head Of a whip, and without further
ceremony ii opened to admit two visitors
Princess and NJ. Nicolas. She was in her
riding habit, lovely as the day, even with
4 black circles round her eyes and pale cheeks.
II couldn't sleep for thinking OF my pict-
ire" she said, ''and had TO turn out for q
long ride TO quiet my nerves. Twas possessed
with the idea that you would forget your ap-
pointment. and felt l must come to remind
YOU. The carriage will be here for you pres
emily"
The color rushed 10 her cheeks as she
smoke. and her musical laugh rang through
the room. NJ. Nicolas merely bowed and
smiled. and smiled and bowed, his mustache
ends curling up TO his spectacles. Then he
| trotted off softly on the tips OF his toes on a
respectful little round of inspection. The
Princess turned to my picture. and gave a
cry Of delight.
.Ah, it Is himselfl Come and see, Nice
las"
Nicolas advanced gingerly, and adding a
pince-nez TO his spectacles, grayely consid-
cred II.
1T is good" he pronounced at last; "but
YOU nave made him too English, too solid
,tolid. reserved. You do not keep before you
the Princes character. You must make him
Intangible? No; what Is the word FOL
wnal o cannot hold? lou grasp II, you
lean on it-pouf! 1t has melted-g0ne."
80 that Is your view?" I asked, thinking
of Jack Morris, and wondering that the Prin'
cess made no sign.
We found Ferendia In q state OF comic dis
gust at my ~pertinacity, protesting that there
was no such need OF hurry, and thas nc
should break no more engagements 70 oblige
US
III only want to go over to Paris for q week,
and then you have me safe back till the end
OF the season."
rSafe till the end Of the season. echoed
M. Nicolas. ave must have you safe before
that. nv Prince;' and Ferendia looked at
him WITH much disdain at his Interference.
The Princess came in presently, IN q quiet
morning dress Of velvet. The weather had
changed, and a thin. cold, drizxling rain be-
gan to fall. augmenting the Princes ilLhu.
NOR, and setting her shiyering. ! watched
the two with much interest that morning. !
was curious TO discover the terms ON which
they actually were. Were they real lovers,
or sham? 'L'un qui baise ct rautre qul tend
la joue.r Which was which? Tho Prince
certainly let himself be led by his beautiful
wife with ostentatious subsection lie was
enormously proud Of her, too. and yet ]
caught a lowering glance OF suspicion direct
oil AZ her now and again. OF his br ws knit
at some chance word Of hers or N. Nicolas'A,
as if TO discover a second meaning In them.
She lowered round him as women do. max
Ing little excuses Tor . word. vlook . touch'