Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1892-12-02
earnestly.

The professor had Just been telling
us of his latest mathematical successes
and filled us full of his new theoremo of
quadratic equations, and the doctor had
Invited our attention to his recent dis
covery of anew species of microbe,
when the'engineerdiverted them from
their favorite topics by proponnding
the question: "What is the most valu-
able invention of the ,age?p 933,
The professor. promptly declared that
the locomotive could not be dispensed
with, and began an elaborate calcula-
ton of the hu1nber of horses it would
take to move the freight that is annual
ly handled by the New York Central,
whereat the doctor put in his oar for
the medical application of electricity
and opened fire, on nsswith lecture on
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS which he had re-
Gently delivered before the students in
the hospital. la ,,t
The engineer INTERRUPTED him and
expatiated on the use of electricity in
mechanics until precipitated deris-
i've laugh by declaring the camera to be
the age. The professor, the doctor and
the engineer looked at me as if con-
templating my removal TO the insane
ward of the city hospital, but ! clung
to my opinion and reaSserted it,
"Will you buy If we consent to listen
TO your argunent?H asked the professor.
l expressed, q willingness to foot the
bill for additional punch and cigars
"All right responded the engineer,
touching th2elcttric call for the waiter.
We lighted our fresh Gracias and l
began my tale.
when ! went TO Paris to study art
took with me a folding camera, which
takes 5x7 picture. / intended to use
1t on my slletching expeditions, and
preserve with it as well few souvenirs
from the points of interest that might
visit in Europe. Ativcd in Paris, |
took a room in large compartment
house, the price of which was in har-
mony with my rather limited means. /
cooked my own breakfasts and lunches
on a gas stove, and took one hearty
meal day at some one of the excellent
cafes to be found along the route be-
tween my room and the academy where
was pursuing my art studies.
"a few weeks after I took these
lodgings the suite of rooms on the op-
posite side of the little court into which
my window looked was taken by NJ.
Paul Dauchy, the famous artist, and his
daughter, Annette. The court was
scarcely twenty-five feet in width, and
every morning saw Annette at the
window, watering the flowers or sitting
in the little balcony reading, sometimes
to herself and sometimes aloud to her
father. The face haunted me-, found
myself painting her likeness into every
picture that / attempted at the acad
envy. was constantly trying to re-
produce her features on canvas, but nc
red was rich enough to paint those
smiling lips, no white could equal he1
rows of matchless teeth. 'Twould, in
deed, have taken the hand of an ole
master TO catch the grace of her darkly
arching eyebrows or the glory of hel
sunlit hair.
The side that's next the sun
Eyes. / was mad with love. wa,
deliciously miserable. There seemed
no hope, yet remembered that he has
hope who has nothing else But how
could it be possible for her father
the famous academician, to look will
favor on the penniless student cooking
his own meals over gas stove?
Every morning l watched for he,
appearance at the window. Sometime,
met her on the street Once in
jostling crowd her skirts brushed
against me. How my pulses leaped.
was walking on air Then came the
reaction. How absurd. could never
possess her began to dread the day
when ! could no longer see her at the
window. How dreary this cruel world
would be without daily glimpse a