The herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1893-1900, 1896-03-10

charged with coloring matter as the sun
and the air and the sky. Serpolette has
not lived. She has skinned, IL you will. She
mss not felt. ia be glad to go to sleep for
ten years and wake 10 find ner as obscure
as last years dansaGgs, II only TO prove
10 you that IL she continues as she has
Aer i!snt Will be crenched IL another six
months at the rate. in The state she il
sotnE. It's TOO bad. 4 bright soul, 6
butterfly existence. Nothing more. l had
hoped much for her. / am disappointed"
AID | attest her lightness is assumed
VIII malice aforethousht," insisted Breval
-! contend she studies her world. and that
sns has the tact 10 see that life is suffi-
Hiently tragedy without her assistance. I
am sure she knows her trade, ara she has
N clean cut fashion resolved to make the
public laugh. froltc. anything you Will. But
Behind 1t ell, Serpolette understands life
Que voulez vous? She IL an enssnt de
Paris gamin. waii from the streets
Why, twenty years ago, when her mother
Erod the boards of the Palais Royal. Ser
polette. then baby. Used TO amuse her
mothers comrades at the wings with her
| little ways, and her wise bright eyes. and
her CROW OF unmitigated mirth. have seen
Grosbois double up his fat sides over her
comic gestures. He predicted great ca
. reer Tor her always. She sets the tune to
every joke anoat She is hummed from the
Boulevard Montnartre TO the ChAtelet
There are Serpolette hats, and Gerpolette
fchus. and horse named after Serpoette:
and one OF the oldest imperiallstic families
have sent their dearest offspring to South
Africa to avoid her wiles. She's hung with
jewels. and she's young. and pretty and
convincing. All the managers are after her
All the jeunezee doree is at her feet. There
is song dedicated 10 her. There is a Ser
9olette march. Tia. is success. Ultimate
failure, il you must. Why endeavor to
teach her to know all things, and wisely?
She knows life we'll. She's tasted It. she
uses the world as her tool. 1t will rouler
her in the end, but with that class life is
short. Why torment out OF her The tragic
note?"
Old Jancey frowned.
II like the child" he confessed; there is
something vastly better ;han wantonness
and nastines- IL her. She is uncommon. I
would have he- make nor ar. go great a thing
that she would command from the great. as
well as the small, recognition. AS things are
che has not sounded her possible depths
, I'd have he. e.orin tie citadel of legitimate
criticism. not take by assault tho roadway,
solely, TO mems passions. Her mother had
good stuff il her. Serpoette has twice
Z beauty and five times her ability"
"I'll reclte you thing OF my own," cried
Serpolette.
She had sprung into the rooms noselessly.
There was Whit of perfume a la Serpo-
lette. There was whrr of silllen skirts.
She stood there as though risen from the
| floor. like a stage fairy holding in her hand
4 nlarvelousily tinted umbrella, a la Ser
polette. She nod laughing face. as pert
and saucy and up-to-date as her costume.
Her hair. a biisst golden brown, which all
the co;ffeirs in Pans were striving to emit
late in hair dye. Ia Serpolct,4," curled
and waved reL.llioualy from hor d4z..ing.y
white forehead to the napS 81 her of, t4bv
neck. Tier eyes, IS dae2 hlus rs .entiars
which grow n a ssaiy place. looked out
dar,ngly from unltr the shadow CT Il 3igar-
tic hat, Il hat With 4 bow fashions: altar the
lc:est Sly.
Eer nose vas tip-.ilted, with nostrils
We ~ .ai,4tc1 stirringly. Her lips, de-
yal ;. paint. were fresh a: dew-we. rose
stras She locked like I've top ~ silver
r:.tcnbox; Aka the coyera CT a Fashionable