Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1896-07-29
A BEAUTIFUL MAN.

He had that insolent, aggressive sort
of beauty that makes people turn around
in the street and stare-the strong, fair,
God given beauty that even men like to
look at
He lived up to his beauty, and for
his beauty and by his beauty. He looked
like prince, prince of some northern
saga-like Frithjof, the destroyer Of
gods He looked like the impossible hero
Of a penny novelette, written by wom-
an.
He was one evening at Colonel and
Mrs Wayne's The music was COM
plicated, and the women were plain,
and he-wishing these conditions had
been reversed-sat with his elbow rest
ing on little table near him and hand
lifted up, looking al his nails 1t soothed
him and prevented his yawnine from
tecoming unmana0cabiy frequent
MAY Sc them, toof' said q wm-
ans voice at his side II was clear
young voice, and when he turned around
- look ct its OWNER he was disap-
voinsed
az am . painter" said she, -spd
understand beautiful hands She held
out one Of her own. palm upward, as
che spoke, waiting for him to lay his
upon IL He did % sniling. not know
ing espctly what b ~. snd she beat
bar bod . little 10 % 80 snd looked
~ It ~
The dsnshtersof he hosss were play.
ing long duet.
"Hew dreadfully bored you are. " she
said thousstbully. without raising her
eyes; five yawns IN ten minutes Yon
may take back your hsnd Thank you
He was again at loss what 10 say.
He did not quite understand her, with
her pretty voice aud her ugly face He
1vuid have liked 10 know what she
thought 81 his hand. but II looked fool
ish to ask. 30 he sat still, staring at
her GgRravating. untidy little profile.
TIN ugly little thing came up to him
before the evening was over and lifted
her small hard fsoe 10 his "Mr. Va
den Heuvel." she said in a pretty voice
that ought to have belonged to some one
else. ~ want yousto come and see me
that is, she corrected laughingly, IT
want you to come and let me see you.
want to paint you. please" And here
softening of the pretty voice. you
are so very beautiful am an exceed
ingly clever painter. you know, 30 you
need not fear to trust your beauty with
me"
He went next day, and the day after
that and every day.
She never needed or cared about what
his thoughts or his feelings might be.
She painted ON, stopping sometimes to
clasp her hands in frank, heathenish
alteration before him. your beauty
positively hurts meW she would say,
pressing both her hands to her heart.
And if he turned pale she told him to
spoil her tints.
"I love you," said Henri Pierre one
afternoon as she bent over him with a
cardboard lotus lily in her hand
Don't be foolish, dear" she said, re-
arranging her landscape.
81 love you" repeated Narcissus
''Now your curls are all tangled up
on the wrong side, and it will take me
an hour to fasten the lilies on your
head" she said Grossly. And with light,
turpentiny fingers and with long brush
in her mouth she patted him into shape
again. "There, look down now and
smile"
Il shall try and catch smallpox, said
Henri Pierre, opening his eyes, "or get
burned in a fire and be all SCARED and
hideous Then you will love me for
something better than my beauty"
Then l shall not love you at all, "
said the girl, with decided little dab
of the brush. $50 to sleep Here comes
Diana.
1t was not Diana. 1t was Lydia Love,
the pootoss, who opened the door and
entered with the flash and dazzle of her
young success, and Of her scarlet hat
and cloak.
My dear, you must lend him to
me, she said after she had kissed her
friend and stared at Henri Pierre until
he shut his eyes again in self defense.
~ have got an order for "a sonnets,
and my brain is absolutely dried up,
Lend him to me fer three weeks III
send him back unimpaired. Heavens
What II face he has!" @
He learned all her poems by heart,
and rocited them to her in the mornings
when she was too calm to write. He
sat at her feet from morning to night
with the blue intensity of his eyes fixed
on her willful face, and his heart broken
by her capricious kindness
Il love you," he said
She laughed "Be content with the
gift of gifts the gods have blessed you
with-your beauty-your improbable,
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