The Bryan daily eagle. (Bryan, Tex.) 1895-1898, 1896-06-26

PiaNe huie uoNteanlt.
"Mr, Brand. believer"
The occupant. an invalid with death
written In his hollow eyes. on his blue
yelned hands. bowed assent.
Il came" said Harwood. declining
the solitary chair which was profferei
him. about the picture exhibited IN
Mercer's window. II Is not Tor slleg"
mo. SIR"
Not AZ a large fgureT"
Tho artist did not at once answer.
lie was ~ and very poor.
Not at any price," he said.
you could not make me a copy"
NO. air. The truth Of the matter Is
this The young lady who consented
TO sii for me for that picture did so
out Of her own swee, charity. She IA
20 beautiful. aud makes such fine
study, faneled her face would bring
me orders. where ones less lovely. even
" admirable as a likeness. would fail
need not enumerate 10 you The reasons
why u would be dishonorable for me
to aburo her kindness"
Il understand your reasons. Mr.
Brand. and respect them. May I give
you an order for a liie-aized pastel
from thls Photograph"
lie had fortunately remembered hay
Ing IN his pocket the picture OF q
nephew that morning received. The
commission would help the poor art.
lei.
q light tap came TO TIE door
May come In. Vlncentg called a
sweet voice.
The door opened. Frank Harwood
turned 10 look into the face that had
haunted him waking ami sleeping. but
q thousand times fairer than the
colorcd crayons had reproduced q.
She half drew back az the sight OF the
stranger. bat Brand called 10 her.
Come In. Cla!rer Aud then. with
youthful caudor This gentleman was
just asking about your portrait"
She bowed slightly She was an In
rich fura and deep glowing velvet The
elegance OF her attire puzzled Frank
I Harwo0d.
Il hope the picture Is bringing you
orders. Vincent"
1T Is. indeed" be answered. bright
~.
"Wcn, II Is late must 20. I Jus,
ran In to see how you were getting on.
tie smothered In a a. Of coughing.
You have the carrlage7"
NO. ! am on foot"
Il shall see You home. then" the
artist said. looking troubled This d
not the best neighborhool IN the world
ard o. Is growing dark"
/ The fierce cough shook him again.
You shall do nothing OF the klndr
she said. poremplorlly.
Hargool went forward. Vat In hand
"Wlil you do me the h'nor Of per.
hitting me TO accompany your ! am
sorry have not a card. siy name I.
Frank Harwo0d."
She had been listening with a some.
What naughty air. She smiled nos
with sudden friendllnoss
Il shall BE- glad u you win conf
with me" abe said simply.
On their way she told him ahou
Brand. whom she had known froa
childhood.
"Ee is dying" she sall. IT Is hart
TO help him; be "a SO pr1ulw
The house before whlca sSe pause.
va1 magnificent one.
Harwood mustered courage to ask q
he might call.
No" she sad. gently. anl then. a.
u rcpenlInf. = shalt De 90 Brandi
studio on Friday"
She ran up tho steps.
Noodlcrs 90 say. Hlr gooi was Il
the painters room early On Frldal
/ afternoon. Tho number o. orders N
| mve quite overwhelmed the artist. sh
camo az last. her face Ike a rose owe
I her dark furs.
They met. no, quite by chance. man
tImCs. and stlll Frank dil no, learl
her name. lie called her Mlu Clair,
one evening whea be was leaving tn
studio With hCr. ne told her The s,or
OF how be had nrs, happened to con-
there
II fell Ia love VITA 4 aas,el por
trait" he said. Il am ta-lay In low
with TIE orlriaal Hut know 80 iilti
ol you Il seems IKE being IN love wit
spirit Are you rclag 10 pualah M
presumption. crIoWard ny darlrgg"
she lrdic1 I'd her c-rfllgc ,ha, stoo
a. the curb
&c, tn" she oa.d tn.'iur.
chance to b. driving yoa- Way"
The vehicle stopped al his aunt
door
DO you know my aua;?" De began
just then his aunt came toward
them.
claire. my dearr she cried. "Fraal
where GA you meet Mis5 Fa.asworth
"Falnsworihr he repeated. hlankl!
You reproachcd Clailo-"knc'
me on the timer
10 you think ! would save let yo
zee me homo that night 70 dil not7
she asked. arctly.
3 "Wha, IN the world are you chlldre
talking about3" Franks aunt question