The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-08-08

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Here she sometimes met another Kind Of indie
ought to have been Nine. Alphonse, aged IL. and
they often exchanged greetings on the landing
Is enough. no confu sion or distrait. Later they
even borrowed each others matches without
fear and without reproach. until ono day VI; Al
phonse's parents took him away, and the dcso-
lated soi-risuRt Nine. Alphonse. in a cheerful
burst Of coniidence, gave Helen her private opin;
ion Of monsieur, and from her seventeen years,
experience warned the American infant OF
twenty against possible similar complications,
prizes. and her funds were running low-she
was obliged to seek one OF those humber res
But she was not hungry. aud after q few mouth
fuls left her meal unfinished as n young man
entered and half,nbstrartedly took a seat at her
table. She had already moved before the comp
toir to pay her few sous, when, CHANGING to
look up in a mirror which hung above the coun-
ter rejecting the interior OF the cafe. she saw
the stranger, after casting n hurried glance
around him, remove from her plate the broken
roll. and even the crumbs she had left, and as
hurrtdly sweep them into his pocket handker-
chief. There was nothing very strange In this;
she had seen something like ii before in these
humber cafes-it was a crib for the birds in the
for rubber in CORRECTING his crayon drawinE. But
face in the act that stirred her with a STRANGE
pity, made her own check hot with sympathy,
and compelled her TO look at him more attcn-
lively. The back that was turned toward her
was broad-shouldered and symmetrical. and
showed u frame that seemed to require stronger
nourishment than the simple roll and coffee he
had ordered and WINS devouring slowly.
bin in a smart. soldier.like way and accented
his decided military bearing. The singular use
of his left hand in lifting his cup made her nn
easy until n 5 light movement revealed the tact
that his right sleeve was empty and pinned to
his coat; He was one,armed. She turned her
compassionate eyes aside, yet fingered TO make
a few purchases at the counter, as he paid his
bill and walked away. But she was surprised
ampied %gratuity Of n sou. Perhaps be was
some eccentric Englishman; he certainly did
She had quite forgotten the incident. and In
the afternoon had strolled with a few fellow
pupils pns, INTO d ias galleries and 90 OF h she , rSTyse' lo Il was
around the easels of the different students with
the easy, CORRESPONDENTS OF oe,nE theinselvss
eddy before them. Her own art was too seri-
Gus to permit her much sympathy with another,
and in the chatter Of her companions with the
young painters a certain levity disturbed her.
Suddenly she stopped; she had reached a less
one side. but the stool before it was empty and
its late occupant. was standing in a recess by the
drawn a silk handkerchief from his pocket. She
recognized his square shoulders; she recognized
the handkerchief. and as he unrolIed 1t she
recognized the fragments OF her mornings
breakfast as he began to eat. 1t was the one
She remained so motionless and breathless
that he finished his scant meal without noticing
her, and even resumed his place before the easel
without being aware of her presence. The noise
OF approaching feet gave n fresh impulse to her
own, and she moved toward him., But he was
and worked, on steadily without turning his
head. As the other footsteps passed her she
him and glance at his work. It. was an
architectural study OF one Of Canaletto's pal
with its vigor and fidelity. But she was also
conscious OF a sense OF disappointment Why
mast aT dSt, sffe Beeo p,neFs at is \ aware SnT 81 Of fn a
motionless woman behind him, he rose. and
with a slight gesture Of courtesy and a half-hesi;
tatinR "Vous verreZ mieux Ia, mademoiselle, "
Thank you said Miss Maynard. in English.
But l did not want 70 disturb you
time me GAME @%h. you sH' Sre En as GSr I Re sa iG[ the AF''
MOI am American,
81 thought so," she said.
From my bad French r.
mo. Because you did not look up to see II the
woman you were polite to was old or young" .s
not murmur a compliment to the copy over the
artists back"
She smiled. too-yet with a little pang over
? the bread. But she was relieved to see that he
evidently had not recognized her. You are
, modest" she said. You do not attempt mas
"oh, no. The giants like Titan and corresgiq
must be served With both hands; have only
But you have been a soldier" she said. with
, S"Not much. Only during our Warmth !
was compelled to handle nothing larger than a
palette knife. Then came home to New York
II am from south Carolina" she said quietly
with a rising color.
. black All {REsss HI! Re!esst she eS vent a on d E5sRessfi at - ne,
father lost all his property and was killed in bat
pspt T 81 thu bee c Sosensa1ens;% f Il n aa G ns1sr he,
custom to %llude to her family or her lost for
. something impeiled her to rid her mind Of t.
4 and plying face.
after a pause he added with a gentle smile
3 all events, you and I will not. quarrel herr
g under the wings of the French eagle which shell
tiers US both"
= ~ only wanted to explain why was alone in
Paris" she said, a little less aggresstvely-
? He replied by unlocking his palette, which
Z was ingeniously. fastened by strap over hi
y ToPa;dfo Of o@ Sketches che " at his Side fs""' pea Perhaps Hpsst the;
5 may interest You more than the copy, which
method. They are Sketches / have done here.
s There was a buttress OF Sotre Dame, a blacl
: in the Fanbours St. GeFmain"ali very fresh am
u striking. Yet with the recollection Of his pov
: er1y In her mind she could not help saying
you know you could sell it. There is always
T demand for that work
y line, which is architectural study. 1t is pei
e h f,9tps not TeF{ ;I5tia he 3 added d I'll. though ugh
sketches. too. They are quite marketable,
now to have seen such sketches-she doubte
d not they were hisIin the cheap shops in the RI
was silent as he patiently turned them ovel
suddenly she uttered a little cry.
v he mad Just uncovered n little sketch or VIVA
seemed at first sight only a confused cluster q
. roof tops, dormer windows. and chimneys. leyt
It with the sky line; But 1t was bathed in ii
she knew so well. There, too, were the grit
h crystals and rust of the tiles. the red, brown
and greenish mOsses OF the cutters, and lowe
down the more vivid colors OF, Seraniums an
q pansies in flower pots under. the white dimit
a curtains which hid the small panes OF garre
windows, yet every sordid detail touched an
q transigured with the poetry and romance {
youth and genius.
l. Z" You have seen this she said.
Yes. It Is a study from my window. On
q must 20 high for such effects. You would b
surprised II you could see how different the al
n and sunshine-"
% NO" she interrupted. "Ihaye seen it,"
d You he repeated. gazing at her curiousIy,
It Helen ran the point of her slim finger alon
l. the sketch until il reached u tiny dormer viii
d dow in the ~left-hand corner. half hidden by a
n irregular chimney stack. The curtains WEI
closely drawn. Keeping her finger upon th
y spot she, said. interrogatively: And you st
thar window r.
a Yes. quite plainly. l remember it was a
e. ways open and the room seemed empty frol