The Farmington times. [volume] (Farmington, Mo.) 1874-1902, 1899-08-03

an icy mantle Henri had felt powes.
..sss TO take her hand. and bis eager
words died upon his lips. Thus bad
they parted.
The carriage stopped. The eoachmH.l
wished TO know whether monsieur had
any particular route In view.
Drive anywhere 20 the devil, 'efied
Duyal. GROSSLY, and they turned down
long alley toward lake. The young
ARTIST looked lls,lessly NJ the Children
playing and nurses gossipinE.
suddenly he pulled the check string
Why should he be- mrwed up in thu
coupe7 Why had he not taken bis sia'i'
die horsc2 Ah, only because he had
not known what be was doing ar say
Ing since yesterday. This was no day
TO sit c2opcd up In carriage. At
least he could walk; the exercise would
he relief. Telling his man to wait for
him at the entrance to the Bnis. Henri
strobe into n shady path that brsroke
solitude and wandered on. while re-
prating In his mind over and over again
the scene Of ycstcrtluy. ~ last a sense
OF wearincss caused him 10 rest on q
bench. There he sat hrooding aud ab
surbcd Til his rcyrrics were broken 10y
the voices ~ children.
Abstrnctcdly Duyal looked mp and
watched them nj their playa hoy OF
some eight years and a girl perhaps
two years younger. Gradually his
mood changed. aud be became CON
RciouS Of the radiance OF the day. the
deep blue sky and the autumn tints
that glntcd and Flowed In the sun
Hight. The air was as wine 10 his
thirsty lungs. and life grew full of pos
sihilitics again, and his th0ughis TOOK
new course. Why could he not paint
a soul as well rs body He would win
blanche yet. lie would not make any
effort 10 see her now, but would WORK
aud walt. His life shouls prove hia
right 20 win her love. He would paint
picture that even she would praise
A hundred subjects presented them
selves tn his busy brain as hc sal there
watching those two children who
stopped in their play and were crossing
the roadway. Hand in hand they came
the boy leading his younger eompnn
ion. now running, nov haltiHR, to avoid
passing carriage. until they reached
the gra,rlrd footputh. There they
fingered again, playing on the grns,
bordering the path. Both had on blu,
aprons and little wooden shucs. They
were without hats, and typical chill
drrn Of the poor Presently quite an.
consciously, the little girl fell into @
pose beneath a slender tree, WHOSE
leaves autumn had turned with Midas
touch to pure gold.
The breeze blew her short curl,
about her forehead her apron WIS full
Of colorcd leaves the boy had thrown &C.
her. Just then ruatiiug above caused
her Ia look mp aud shower Of golden
leaves descended upon her dark curls
blue apron aud little suhnis.
"Ah. sweet child Dauar, cried nuyRl,
thou art an inspiration"
4 year Of work brought forth the pic.
ture that made him famous. II was q
simple subirrt-u child with wind
tossed locks, holding open her blue
apron Ia catch The golden shower of
lcnycs, sent dancing down upon her by
the autumn wind.
The public raycd over the beauty ui
the child's eager, upturncl face. the
blue Of the sky and the gold 1t III,
tree, but blanche read the message of
the soul in the innocent eyes. aud gave
her heart into the keeping of the
artist who had painted ~ Little Dauae
I'm Sahots "- MADAME.