The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1896-08-09

"FfrSt, you tDdnt 10 hHOiU hOtC arc arc
making our liriHg"
fen minutes and came TO the conclusion
that it must have been pecuniary en-
barrassment the clergyman had referred
to, as they had notoriously commenced
their welded life with four empty
hands. only two Of which were Of the
least use for bread winning
When Hulda returned, she carried ON
her arm child of 1 or months, which
crowed and fought with its chubby fists
in the jolliest fashion. The cloud on her
forehead had vanished, and her face was
radiant with maternal joy and pride
"MaRda did not tell you, suppose,
that we have lovely little boy" She
calculated, dandling the baby with
charming tenderness and gayety
mo; I-I-was not aware that you
had a child. Falck responded awk-
wardly, and feeling that he ought to
manifest some interest in the infant he
added, What, if may ask, is its
name?''
"Olaf, of course, after his father.
'And-I-I-venture to-hope that
Mr.. Brun is we'll
'Yes, thank you, he is very we'll
But he is frightfully busy
"What does he do, if may ask?"
why, Of course. he cultivates his art
He is at work early and late in his
studio. In country like this however,
where there is no sort Of art intelli-
gence. he rarely sells anything except
an occasional illustration, but that is
not his fault. And happily we are now
80 placed that he can devote himself TO
his studies without caring much wheth-
er they bring money or not In few
years when we have saved up enough
we intend to go to Munich for a year so
that he may have the benefit Of an art
atmosphere and the great galleries.
Otherwise even man Of Olaf's genius
might lose his grip as it were, and be.
gin to deteriorate, for Chicago is TO a
man Of his high ideal temperament
about the worst place on earth.
He recognized with a sad smile some
Of Mr. Bruins own phrases in this little
harangue, which was offered in touch
ing good faith and without the remotest
arriere pensee of irony. She believed as
enthusiastically as ever in her handsome
humbug, as Mrs Brinckman had been
wont to style him, and with lovely gull
libility took all his brazen coinage for
gold. 1t was simply heartbreaking 10
her old adorer TO see how her face light
ed up the moment she began TO talk
about him. He suspected for awhile
that she was simply holding ON with
desperation TO her old faith in him sim
ply because, having staked her all on
him. she could not afford TO acknowl.
edge her mistake But even of this COM
forting delusiOn he was presently TO be
deprived
You must not go away without see
ing him, " she said, with the sweetest
animation "He doesn't like 70 be dis
turbed when he composes, but on an oc-
casion so extraordinary III take the
risk. I"
Handing the child 10 a nurse who had
been waiting in the hall, she invited
her visitor 10 mount the stairs to the
floor above, and knocking at a curtained
door entered a handsomely appointed
studio An odOr Of the choicest cigar
was waited toward them, and through
a blue cloud which rose from lounge
in the middle of the floor they discover,
ed the figure Of Olaf Brun comfortably
outstretched reading a yellow covered
French novel He did not stir as they
crossed the threshold. but continued
reading and smoking with the imper
turbability Of Turk
Here's Mr. Falck come all the way
from Norway to see US, O4Gf. his wifs
cried, waving the smoke aside with an
amused gesture.
BIun turned his head with 7n ain Of
vexation and placing the book fac,
downward ON a low Turkish smoking
table rose indolently and advanced e
meet the clergyman
Glad to see you, MIR. Falck, " h'
said with lazy smile as he reached
him two fingers 10 shake 81 was no
feeling very brisk today and was taking
little siesta
"Oh. J am sorry, dear. Hulda e.
claimed with he liveliest sympathy
'Hzve you got one of your bad head
sches again.
''Yea / was struggling with tha
denced Prometheus, and am afraid
shall have 70 give him up as bad Job.
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