The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1900-05-09

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Markiewicz drew q long breath.
Didn't ] tell you II was y figure OF
speech? Throw the infant into the
waste baeket. Whab! Read six vol
| umes OF illesible manuscript? Never!
And you wouldn't believe 1t was a fig-
| ure OF speech!" .
Please forgive me. Ferdinand" AMI
ulka pleaded. very meeily. IN.
4 ''Oh. with pleasure" replied Markie-
| wicz. whom the happy negotiations or
| this piece OF thin ice had put into great
humor. Read the next one. my love-.
| Aniulka read:
| 'Honored Sir--I am, by choice and
| profession. philosopher, devoted to
| psychical studies. At present am en-
gagged In psychic physiological re-
| search. the object of which is 10 deter
4 mine the influence of different varieties
| OF fiesh-food upon intellectual and es-
| pecially upon creative power. DO, you,
| for example, work most eas.ly on "A beer
| dietY OR upon lamb chops or veal cut
| let's? Which meat do you find best for
! the delineation OF character and which
| for the description of natural scenes?
| L enclose a printed form of questions.
| such as i am sending 10 all the great
thinkers OF Europe. and / begiyou TO
have the goodness TO fill out tie blanks,
adding such additional remarks as your
experience may suggest, and return az
4
days are approaching. you will. 1 trust.
| find time TO write the few hundred lines
| necessary, especially IN view OF the
{, fact that the. subject is OF worldwide
| Importance
darkiewicz bounded from his seat
| and snatchcd the letter from his wifes
hands exclaimng: "Oh, that / might
| kick him downstairs.v
MY dear Ferdinand"
ION. l apologize, What comes nextf
Read, read. and let us get through
| with them" .r.tIs
Hadn't We better leave the rest un-
til tomorrow
mo! Read, I tell you; read"
She read:
II know that each of your minutes
Is pearl in the crown of genius, and.
| therefore, I will make little demand on
your time. But IT has been the dream
OF my youth and OF my ripper years TO
| see you face to face. and with this
, sole object j have come from my coun-
! try home. l dare not come to you lest
| i disturb your inspirations, but IL you
| would give moment of happiness TO
wretched, despairing woman, let me
| see you, beg you III only from afar. /
know not at what hours you are free,
| so for the next three days, from tn
in the afternoon. i shall walk up and
| down the Cracow avenue between Zyg-
F., muntowska and Krolenska streets. VIII
| you be .here. or would You prefer an
\ other place and time? For / will not
| believe that you will fail me altogether.
for a great genius bespeaks tender
| heart"
II hope she'll walk her legs off!"
| growled the author.
His wife said Ferdinand again.
| This time he kissed her on the lips.
Forgive me. puss." he said. but
| Just picture me running up and down
the street from to s-like dog"
| fHnot. gv,ud.
He was pacing the room and working
himself up into a fury. Throw the
rag into the waste basket and read the
| next one." he said. "Or, no! Read no
more. l know the others. They are
| all from editors. and each editor wants
! an article within a week.
He counted the remaining letters
Eight" he cried. 'SDid you ever hear
the like? Put some butter on them and
| give them to the dog. Eight letters.'
At this moment the servant entered
| with box and a note, that had just
been left at the door.
| Aniulka opened the box. whats
| this?" she exclaimed joyously.
| Frogs. Beautiful, green. rubber
frogs that can be wound up--for here is
key. Who can have sent them,
| wonder? oh, won't Zofia and Marynia
be delighted.
Read the note" her husband sug-
gested. There may be some mistake"
The note ran:
| Beloved Master--I frequently meet
| your charming wife and your dear lit
tie girls at church. I don't wish to
fatter, but do wish TO say that new
er saw lovelier children or sweeter lit
| tie mother"
| That's the first decent letter today"
said the author, smiling. "A good.
| honest soul. Go on"
"I send your children two mechanic
| cal frogs-from Paris. and the latest
thing out. / hope they will amuse your
darlings, and so give pleasure to your
| dear wife and yourselfs
That's the right sort Of letter.
| exclaimed Markiewicz. much affected.
| Read on"
| But you can get nothing for moth
| ing i'm this world. you know. Do you re-
| member the promise you made me at
| Misa Pupowskas wedding. four years
ago?' You promised to deliver a lecture
for the benefit of the Association for
| Improving the Condition of Young
Soaks. Now / knock at your door. The
holidays are approaching. you will be
at leisure, and the Young Soaks are
| freezing. May one trust the word OF a
poet? Have you forgotten? VIII you
refuse my request?'
"who--who on earth wrote that?"
| aSkeu the autnOT III n TONE vi ucJcttiou.
Aniulka read the last lines: With
best wishes for you and yours. your lit
| tie friend. Skrzeczkowska-'
Hin! don't exactly recollet--Tm
( not sure; perhaps did promise"
He rubbed his chin. Yes, / did
| promise. the little thing teased me so.
| And now. these toys. and that nice let
| ter--well can surely hammer out
some sort OF lecture during the holi-
days. Damn the luck!"
| "Oh. Ferdinand" exclaimed Aniulka,
| Mortified.
But he was pacing up and down
again and muttering: "It has got to be
done. There's no help for it--it' Par
| don my dear. This Is my holiday. you
know shall soon have to go to writ
| ing again
The next instant he was down on all
| fours. jumping and croaking like a frog,
and still crying:
This is my holiday!'-Translated
| from the French for the Commercial
Advertiser by l.. B. Fletcher.
| ddheeor' ed ?rwon-a t-nat5actz. ncwrit-c
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