The Princeton union., 1900-09-13

tlmes WheN l look at picture like
that feel as If could in time, paint
something almost as good"
FRANCIS Raleigh bowed, and a pleas
ed smile came over his face. Not all
the praise from the art critics of his
picture had gratified him 50 much. :.
IF could get a permanent position
somewhere, I know l could work up
into place Of usefulness. | can do
the retouching, and like to do it. And
IN time l might have studio Of nv
own. There are several successful Wo-
men photographers here"
"Thats true, and I know one or two
Of them," said Raleigh thoughtfully.
He never knew how much it had cost
Faith to ask him what she did. She
had no foolish pride that SOME girls
have, and Malcom Kirk had always
taught his own children rs we'll as 9th
ers that sometimes the most manly or
Womanly thing one can do is to re-
celve help to help oneself, but Faith
would never have come to Raleigh for
such assistance if she had not some
now felt certain that she must have
some friendly aid in the great city be-
fore she could do what she felt she
must do in order to help the dear ones
at home as we'll as herself
There was silence in the studio for n
moment. Then Raleigh said. while the
smile on his handsome face lighted up
like sunshine:
How would you like to work in Miss
Varney's studio at KenwoodY'
1T would be beautiful place." cried
Faith with enthusiasm She knew the
famous studio which the richest people
IN the city patronized, and she had
even been out to it twice to solicit or
ders, but each time had failed to get
anything. It was an ideal place, and
She could not help wondering if Ra.
leigh knew anything of her experience
there.
Miss Varney is niece of my wife,"
said Raleigh, smiling at Faith again.
suppose, instead of writing you let.
ter of Introduction, I go out there with
you and introduce you in person?'
That would be beautifulr' cried
Faith. Then she grew suddenly shy
again and gazed at the artist half fear.
tully, as If she felt she might have
trespassed somewhat on her knowl-
edge Of his old time affection for her
mother.
Raleigh seemed to read her thought.
MY dear girl" be said, with smile
that set Faiths mind forever at rest,
perhaps you know that once thought
very much of your mother, but she
gave her heart to a better man, for
which | have never reproAched her.
How the years have gone since then!'
He was silent suddenly, and his face
grew thoushtful. 'Let us see. We
shall have time to get out there this
afternoon. | am at your service. Good
by to the kitchen and welcome the
vocation you are fitted for At the
same time, I envy the people you are
working for, if you are anything like
the cook your mother used to be-" He
laughed so delightfully."- that Faith join
ed him, and neither of them heard a
step in the other room and did not
know any one had come in until NAL
com Stanley stood at the entrance gaz-
ing at them.
Raleigh had risen and had laid his
palette and brushes down. At sight
of Stanley he exclaimed, "Come in,
young giant, and let me introduce
some one you ought to knowv'
Malcom came slowly forward, look
ing at Faith. who had risen. Each of
them was evidently excited at what
was now evident to them both.
Miss Kirk" said Raleigh, with an
emotion he did not try to conceal, this
is Mr.. Stanley - Malcom Stanley -
whose likeness have so faithfully re-
produced on the canvas therev'
Malcom and Faith faced each other
in silence, and then Faith put out her
hand.
will you shake hands with a hired
girl, Mr.. Stanley, for fathers sake?"
she said half shyly, half in the manner
she had inherited from Malcolm Kirk.
''Will I?' cried Malcom Stanley. The
way he shook Faiths hand assured
everybody that he had no hesitation on
the score of Faiths position. They
had all three been suddenly smitten
with unusual solemnity, and Malcom's
energetic handshake made Raleigh
laugh. Faith followed, and Malcom
Joined in, and the excitement Of that
sudden meeting passed into question
and answer.
"Its long way from the deck of
that steamer to this studio," said NAL
com Stanley. But truth is stranger
than fiction-at least any fiction 1 ever
read" And then he went on to give
Faith some account of his life since
the time when Malcom Kirk had left
him with his aunt in London
The aunt had died when he was 2
years old, and he had been adopted in
to the family Of distant relative, TAX
ing the name Of Malcom at his aunt's
request in loving memory Of his queer
nurse. The money that Kirk had rails
ed on board the steamer had been for
tunately invested. On coming of age
this fund enabled the young man to fit
himself for an engineer. He had risen
steadily and had at last been promoted
to place Of great responsibility. The