The evening times. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1895-1902, 1897-10-30
JUDAS.

o,,sido in the court a tiny English spar
,o,r kent,n gentletwitteringa as picked
about i'm eager search OF beiated seed
or forgotten crumb. The purple anu Seh'"
nars,es which the concierge had tend'n
and cuaxed all summer lay pfO"n a"i
w,tbered III their round little bed Under
the atelier easement foriOrIFi"oSne rose
push still bearing few yelio" pIo"h
leaves stood detettedly, as IL seeSi"e
warmth aud protection III the soft ~"
az the plight that fell front ne wiho""
ana made a golden patch On tue gfaNt'1u
path.
Inside. the atelier everything was =" arm
and Injurious. The room was large W
-ouse Agatha possessed a weil-iiiied posk
hook anu unlimited credit at MoDr"e 8 4.
was prctty because Agatha had taste ati
,.o,.I set,se nd a fontiness for buying every
tbiu., she fanCied, whether she nee'iei II
or not.
Pint nj all The pretty things In the pretty
srudi, T., che mar : taste, Agatha herSeii
was the prettiest.
she was curied mp on heap OF cushiI1S
nv the fire. a little black puppy on Der zap
Her frnck was such that not one Wotnta III
= thouSaut, would have d9red To wear IT,
mr. having fla re,t. look we'll IL was db oid'
velInwish flame color, made quite simply
with A big soft sash around the "a'>.
and 4 Quantity Of old lace ABOUT tGc
oncp neck and short sleeves lhe uaTh
ulrpJe of the embroidered hanEings am
the same rio n cnlors i'll thecushions made sh
admirable setiine for her quaint lutte
figure and beautiful face.
Rut the man was too busy looking at he
picturc itself to notice the frame Ills
thoughts went back to the first time ne hao
seen her. Ii was last >prInE-nFCarehie'
in fact-a long time for man of ms stamp
to be faithful to- a woman-Or an IDEAL lie
remembered that first meeting so We'll IL
was the night he reached Paris from Russla
ou n uliSSi,,l, for the Brotherhood, dhu
while wandering down the BOuf MICH d
sudden weII-directed shower of Confetti,
tbrovn bv an ungiovcd white little hand
had almost blinded him. The lights stream
mo ont from the Cafe d'IIarcourt fell rull
I'M the girls face. on the great mysterious
black eyes isetl To his .On thetremulous red
uttI., mouth lust parted iii a smile, ON the
clear. dark skin, over which the color came
and went behind the lOOSe-meshed ven
For n mon. %; he looked at her steadily and
then. witt the homage he felt he owed to
beauty. suddenly raised the little unsOved
hand and kissed il almost reverently-
Kind fate had throwR them together
again n Etaples. that paradise of pool
artists. where fresh fish may be had Tor a
| cong and scenery for the looking at t
Agatha had gone there to rest OF che
laurels won by a weii-hung picture IN TIE
| spi1C salon Paul had gone to make
| sketches and kill time
| The walks and talks during the long sur'-
mer dave led to friendship ana rrleinisi -
| to a. set uuspokep love. This man hiInseH
| this Russian artist this member OF "a Secr.o
hrother,.neI. this k,ver of a dozen woane1
| was nc Neon thing to hook at. He was tan
| straight -limted and Observation-Disclosures i'i'
| face was pale with curious yellow pai'oF
| that suggested idivory. His hair waSthicS
| and curling his beard black.
Alice. who was Agatha's friend, aad
| American and extremely fill de siect.'
| sbutdered when she met him.
II atways feel like crossing myself when
| ever | see him. she explained to her re
| voted follower, a nice little French sol
| dier with blue ewes and a title and i
! chateau in Normandy. II know just rs
| well as YOU do that he looks like the 'GOnd
| Stepherer In an nItarpieoe but I'm certain
| he's le ciatde lust the same, or that poor
| wandering Jew one reads VI compelled I'll
| his sins to wear nineteenth century Clothes
| told Agstha SO, hut she called me un-
| cbaritab.e ard fiippant, aud got quite
| angry
| But, whatever Agatha had said she MD
kept her thoughts to herself, aud tonight
| as an. watched him, A Iice's remark cid
| not seem quite so senseess.
| ..He looks so carew6rn and unhappy
| eau he" she wandered, ''hdve story IN
| his iife?''
| Poor child. If she'd only known. In
| stead Of one ne had fifty, and they all mao
| to do with the Seventh Commandment
| While Agstha's thoughts Were busy ths
black pupp, crawled out of her arms, ant
humping upor Paurs knee, began To iics
his hand.
Its not fair ". Paul; you've taken I@y
| puppy from me-
| Paul picked up the dog and held him just
| leyond reach of AgatEa's extended arms
take him lack ,mademoiselle," he said
as he dropped the puppy to the fhotr ,;.Itf
| caught the girls M hd in his: take hin
back, but take ME with him. Take ne,
he repeated passioDately; love me- saw
| me from myself Love me- he whispered
| tcnderly ia he held her close to him so "'1ss
that the beating of his heart agatns. hei'
thrilled her and filled her with dFeai =
| what she hardly knew. Lave me a ii'iir
petite. Give your sweet self tn my keel ia:.
ana swear youll never regret It, IN
| not a goodEia little one. I've lived thelif'