The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-08-08

goings and mornings were never ques-
toned. The little American could take
care of herself-ah, if her son. jacques
were only as reasonable Miss Maynard
might have made more friends had she
cared. She might have joined hands
with the innocent and light-hearted
poverty of the cOterie OF her own arts
tic compatriots, but something in her
blood made her distrust BOhemianism.
Her poverty was something to her too
sacred for jest or companionship-her
own artistic aim was too long and 100
earnest for mere temporary enthu-
siasms. She might have found friends
IN her own profession. Her professor
opened the sacred doors of his family
circle TO the young American girl. She
appreciated the delicacy, refinement.
and cheerful equal responsibilities of
that French hOusehold-so widely diff
ferent from the accepted Anglo-Saxon
belief-Dut there We're certain restric-
tlons THAI rightly or wrongly CALLED her
American habits Of girlish freedom, and
she regularly tripped- past the first
stage four or five flights higher TO her
attic, the free SKY, and Independence
Here she sometimes met another kind
of independence in Monsieur Alphonse,
aged %, and she who ought to have
been Nine. Alphonse, aged L, and they
ing With great respect toward each
other and, oddly enough, no confusion
or distrait. Later they even borrowed
each others matches without fear and
without reprOach, until one day Mon
sieur Alphonse's parents took him
away, and the desolated soi-disant
Nine. Alphonse in cheerful burst of
confidence gave Helen her private opin-
ion of monsieur, and from her II years
az
of 20 against possible similar complica-
tons
One day, it was near the examination
for prizes, and her funds were running
low, she was obliged TO seek one of
those humber restaurants she knew Of
for her frugal breakfast. But she was
not hunsry, and after q few mouth
fuis, left her meal unfinished as a
young man entered and half abstract
eddy took a seat at her table. She had
already moved before the compton to
mirror which hung above the counter
rejecting the interior Of the cafe she
saw the stranger, after casting a hur-
ried glance around him, remove from
her plate the broken roll and even the
crumbs she had left, and as hnrriedly
sweep them into his pocket handker-
chief. There was nothing very strange
ii before in these hum bier cafes-it was
a crib for the birds in the Tuneries
gardens. or the poor artists substitute
Tor rubber III correcting his crayOn
drawing But there was a singular
flushing of his handsome face in the
act; that stirred her with a strange pity
and made her own cheek hot with SYM
pathy. and compelled her to look at
him more attentivelY. The back that
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and symmetrical, and show !
ed a frame that seemed to require
nouishment than the simple |
coffee and roll he had ordered and was
levouring slowly.
His clothes, well made though worn
fitted him in a smart soldierlike way
and accepted his decidedly military
bearing. The singular use of his left [
hand in lifting his cap made her I'M
easy, until a slight movement revealed /
The fact that his right sleeve was
empty and pinned to his coat. He was
lne-armed. She turned her compass /
;ionate eyes aside, yet fingered to make
I few purchases at the counter, as he I
paid his bill and walked away. But !
she was surprised to see that he ten /
Tered the waiter the unexpected gra-
nifty Of a sou. Perhaps ne was some !
eccentric Englishman; he certainly did
lot look like F'renchman.
She had quite forgotten the incident
Ind in the afternoon had stroiIed with
few fellow pupils into the galleries
II the Louvre. tt was copying day"
md as her friends loitered around the
asels of the different students with
he easy consciousness Of being them
elves artists" she strolled on some
What abstractedly before them. Her
iwn art was TOO serious to permit her
much sympathy with another, and in
he chatter of her companions with the
-ouag painters a certain levity dis
urbed her. Suddenly she stopped; she
lad reached a less frequented room;
here was a single easel at one side,
ut the stool before it was empty and
IS late occupant was standing in a
ecess by the window with his back
oward her; he had drawn a silk hand
erchief from his. pocket. She recog-
lied his square shoulders, she recog-
lied the handkerchief, and as he I'M