The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1899-07-22

Then, in serious mood, he departed.
But Mr.. Palate was young, and with a
sigh Nine. Third Party returned to her
work, and speedily forgot about little Miss
Brushes, and, if she knew it, that she had
become the medium desperate love affair
But neither Mr.. Palate nor Miss Brushes
forgot her. They called with remarkable
frequency. Little Miss Brushes conceived
an affection for the older artist that, if she
had cherished before, she certainly had
never made manifest. Nine. Third Party
was not surprised. Perhaps she liked to
study human nature.
What funny children they are" she
said to herself, "and they are clever, too,
both of them.
She repeated with discretion, the re-
marks of each about the other. 1t was
certainly nice thing to do to show the
appreciation of one artist for the work Of
another. She even let Miss Brushes into
the secret that young Mr.. Palate raved
over her portrait. An artists raptures of
course, but little waves of color chased
each other over Miss Brushes fair fore
head and ran up into the little curls of
hair that nestled there. She was some-
thing of coquette and she did not object
to being admired.
Little Miss Brushes was to pose again
for Nine. Third Party, and on the day she
was to arrive young Mr.. Palate, favored
by his good genius, happened in. There
was a difficulty though, for Miss Brushes
had insisted that she should be alone when
she posed. Mr.. Palate must be disposed
of, and he was sent on an Grand.
miss Brushes is going to be here, and
we shall have luncheon together" said
Nine Third party, land you must go and
order the things we need" That would
take some time. 1t was not an Grand
Mr.. Palate would enjoy upon ordinary
occasions, but for Miss Brushes! That was
different matter, and he hurried off. II
he confused the shop men by ordering
nectar and ambrosia for his goddess, no
one was the wiser. He came back breath.
less.
You know am not to see anyone, ]"
said Miss Brushes, as the step was heard
upon the stair.
THAT is Mr.. Palate said Nine. Third
Party; ''how would it do if | introduced
you as Miss Brown" That would do very
well, Miss Brushes eyes sparkled with fun
Now, Mr.. Palate had heard Of Miss
Brown, little model and friend of Nine
Third Party's. He was not particularly
interested in models. He came in and sat
down, but he was uneasy. He could not
sit still.
Il say" he said, chow much Miss
Brown looks like Miss Brushes. There is
the same turn of the head.
That is because you have not seen Miss
Brushes herself" said Nine Third Party
seriously. "You cannot form good idea
OF person merely from the picture. Then
she proceeded to entertain her little friend,
Miss Brown, with the story of young
Palatte's infatuaton for Miss Brushes.
An artists love affairs are public property;
he tells them himself They are artistic
conditions.
''He beguiles little cousin out to walk
that he may have an excuse for hanging
around her house. she began mischievous-
ly, "and-"
"I'll get to talking with someone there
and get acquainted with her yet" inter
rupted Mr.. Palate, walking up and down
the room, uneasy, but unsuspectiug.
"He is furiously jealous of handsome
young man she has painted, and"
''To think Of wearing coat of that
style at 10 o'clock in the morning.
Gle vows he would know her anywhere
if he should meet her among thousands"
81 should. She would wear little
sailor hat, a trim little tie''-Mr. Palattes
affections were apt to center, not so much
on artistic as up-to-date young women
''and she would walk SO.
Throwing back his shoulders, Mr..
Palate walked across the room with the
DIR of fashionable young woman.
Nine. Third Party was beginning to be
alarmed at the success of her joke.
Just then there was diversion that
called every one for moment to the win
dows. She scribbled three words upon a
slip of paper, and handed it to Mr.. Palate.
cit is she," he read.
Then followed a genuine introduction
and for the few minutes longer that Miss
Brushes remained, Mr.. Palate was quiet
pale and intense.
When she was gone he was in raptuIes.
He must pour out this feeling. He did so
for an hour at least. Then he went home.
He held both of Nine. Third Party's hands
in his as he said goodbye.
81 shall never marry any woman" he
said, seriously, somewhat worn by the
strength of his feelings, "but this has been
wonderful experience to me.'
Later in the day Mr.. Palate dropped
into the studio again on matter of bust
ness. He was gay, debonair and quite
himself again.