The Farmington times. [volume] (Farmington, Mo.) 1874-1902, 1899-08-03
A DAEAE In SAB0TS.
bN RIVE 10 the Tnis. "

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The English Coachmau knew
by the way his master slammed the
door OF the coupe that the world did
not wng well with him.
licHry Duynl leaned back On the seat
md impaticutiy slapped his gloves on
BIZ knee. staring blankly out OF the
window as the earring" rolled down
thr broad avenue. gay with cquipagcs
aud pedestrians. ordinarily he would
have noted each riders skill, aud even
the clothes hr wore, and would have
hud q smile for every woman ui his aC-
quaintancc, but this morning h wns
over. hadowrd hy q sense Of defeat, at
which be was us much surprised az con
founded.
10 think that 1t was only yesterday
III few hcrtiug hours ago that lac
held his head high among his con
frcrrs, and now! What mattcrcd II IL
all Paris still echoed bravo when she
had criticised his "Danac," picture
that had aroused the envy and rulhusi-
asm OF the artistic world?
la vain he snugh, to forget her
words, to cry out that one foolish wum-
ans Judgment could not count against
IL, public praise whirh he had rcnprd
a. his just reward after years Of work.
The reason for her criticism Is what
stuug him most. Her words still rang
In his ears:
You fail. Henri, IN achieving the
highest; you depict the body, and not
the soul This Danac is beautiful flesh
and blond, but the charm Of the ale
CORY is lost, The beauty that wins
divinity should possess an inspiration
beyond that born of flesh tints and
curves. II l. this lack, mon ami. that
makcs mr ice To- your flame. My late
husband was brutal srusualist: you
have diiuly outlined my years of pen
auee utth him. Nou are refined sen
sualisl, you would not throw your
boots b my head in drunken frenzy.
or parade your mistress before me in
public, but your nature lacks the Ideal
ity I need nov more than ever. Non
plead your old friendship as SURE
precursor OF uncndiug love. Alnck.
Henri, the boy ! once played with has
vanished, never tn return. Around the
man | now know cling nifcctionutc
memories of the past, but he Is not
10 me the possibility Of n faithful
spouse for the future. Unless you car
prove To me that your foI tune has not
degraded your art, that In "a luxurious
life you rise above yourself, above self
lsbness. We cannot be one In either
thought or heart. When | see q can
vas signed by you bearing the imprint
Of u noble soul. as well as trained eye
and skilled hand. then. Henri, l may lis
ten TO your ardent wooing."
lie could see her as she stood beside
him, calm and thoughtful, her hand
resting for Il moment upon his arm,
yet with an impalpable something
separating her utterly from him. II
brought little solacc 10 his soul To
know that ten years before. IL he had
but spoken TO the fair girl ne knew
so well, abe might have been his; be.
fore her parents had hurried her into
che marriage with that rich old count,
whose death at last was the sole com
fort his wife ever derived from her
marriage with him.
Henri Duval had loved the maiden
well, but the young wife better. though
her irreproachahle life shielded her
from even an attempt ON his part TO
express his devotion. So he tlreamt his
dreams and lived his easy life, rcnery-
ing always. in the depths OF his being,
a pure place for her image, while his
daily encourage was favored with this
bohemia of art and Partisan youth. His
plcbeian grandfather had amassed a
fortune and the marriage of his father
with the pennilcSs daughter Of a duke
had lowered him with the right 10
hohnob with the mighty ones Of the
land. so that Henri had found his Path
in life rosy one. Rich, clever and
handsome. he was immensely popular,
n little spoilt by adulation and very
sensitive 20 praise or criticism.
The contemplation of marriage had
not escaped his thoughts, but he feared
that he would grow weary OF domestic
joys, and the wusncn he met were
either too frivolous or too serious--all
except the one Of his dreams, whose
marriage had caused him 10 feel dis
tinct sensc Of loss In his life. A thou.
sand times he had blamed himself for
letting this treasure slip away from
hin grasp, and when, at last. she was
free again. he found her more beautiful.
more gracious. Then he poured out
bis passionate lave. only TO find his idol
fufn cold before his eyes. Never coala
he forget her cruel words. and ret she
had confessed that siHee she was child
she Ind loved him. and for that reason
had avoided seeing him while married
10 Che eount. For one moment. for
one Aeaseaiy instans. her Frsat brown
eyes had CARED info his with tender
ness Then the loak had snAiEhed. and
: auist disaity envelopsd her. y WITH