The Weiser signal. [volume] (Weiser, Idaho) 1890-1904, 1900-12-20


[ "Vvhy are you going" she said. Hel
! voice was cold, almost hard.
/ Because I've nothing to paint here,
he answered CURLY, nothing that suits
me- at least"
would you stay if you could paint
me?"
eyes"
"Then stay" she said in the same
dull tone.
He seized her hands like a man be-
, side himself with joy. Bending over
them to drop kiss, he whispered the
one word, "Darlingp'
But to himself he said, Fame and
fortune at the next Salon.
That night, after Anna had gone to
sleep, Llama slipped out Of bed and,
leaning her elbows on the sill Of the
open window, she sat for a long while
letting the cool air fan her brow. Her
ears were full of Peyrac's infectious
tones, her pulses still throbbed with
his mesmeric touch. She reached over
to the dressing table and, taking up
crimson rose which she had placed
there in tiny vase, she kissed it pas
sionately. Peyrac had given it to her,
and in this wise: His artistic eye had
not liked the magnolia flower which
she had carried about with her that
evening; the milky wilderness had
brought out unpleasant tints In her
smooth skin. "The crimson suits your
Castilian beauty better senorita," he
had said as he handed her the rose.
Poor, dear Inocenciov' sighed Llama
demurely, recalling this little instance.
He never found fault with me and
the magnolia" But the sense Of cap
ture was upon her, and even while she
felt indignant and resentful for having
been forced to yield about the picture
there was a strange sense Of sweetness
In submission.
BY and by in the alternate light and |
shadow of the trees down below a
small, red spark appeared, moving reg
ularly to and fro, but the foliage was
TOO thick for her to see it. 1t was Pey-
RAGS cigar. He had just come out from
his studio, where he had been choosing
canvas, placing 1t on an easel and
arranging model stand preparatory
TO the first sitting the next morning.
The appointment was for 8 o'clock.
The early light was the best. "Il give
her half hours grace" he had said
but punctually to the minute the han
lie OF the door turned, and Llama was
IN the threshold. He turned quickly {
20 greet her. :
She stood framed in the dark cur
aimed doorway, her long dress caught :
Up round her in one hand, the other
'estlng slightly on the portiere. 1t was a
IN attitude of grace and beauty, and :
he looked upward at him with ewes
nat were bewildering in their mani II
OLD lights. She looked at him appeal .
ngly as child, innocently as a girl. Y
roudly as woman. .slf. : "
Dearest" he exclaimed, could Won Y
AXE that pose? Would it be too hard =
or your" Df'
the gentle beauty of that first word -
ervaded the rest with a light of its
wn. 100
Try me and see," she said, with a
DIT exultation in her voice.
And when at last the picture was fin w
NED 1t was wonderful indeed. Even
lose ignorant of the art of painting &c
ould see that. Peyrac had decided W
lat his subject should be dressed in 90
1eeniy apparel. There were Jewels sh
I the slender shoe, from which the IA
IND about the door was supposed tn
ow the garments back a little, and We
wells on her fingers and at her throat SIC
le was wrapped in a rich cloak or -.
ther coat of strange cut, of that we
isKy, rose sheen of which Tintoretto t nu
one seems to have mastered the vel i
wing tones, but which the brush here IN
"a caught and riveted However If "
as the face that was the wonder
le child, the girl, the woman-the
inter had put them all into the love-
eyes that looked out at one from the p
nvas. the
When Peyrac had been working on ing
race, his movements had been like sth
earnings of bird. He dabbed and tra
xed his colors, scarcely CHANGING at bef
en-. The sitter could even hear tbe Dee
rry In his breaths. In the ouicx
noes from the canvas to her face
back again there was no sign of
gnu except a workman's concentra. n
on his task. He was flushed Of min