The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-07-28
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What he called "You-rope." There IS
much difference Of class between the
Americans who say "YoU-rope" and those
who say "Turrup." Augustus Judge was
an American millionaire, but, unlike many
Of his class, ne could not be blamed for
his money, since he took it under the will
Of his father. whose mode of acquiring it
was observation-disclosures stiona6ly bad
TIL the age of twenty-six Augustus had
lived in a palace, surrounded by great
luxury. but with very little money IN
his pocket, since, on principle, his Ia
thcr made him only d small allowance
At twcnty-six the millions came with a
bang, and, Of course, turned his head:
SO he wasted a good many years and i
great deal Of money in the Silly business
Of painting cities red. Suddenly, after
escaping the snares of a thousand MOTH
ers and three thousand daughters, he
married. Augustus thought it was love
match, and believed that the pennileSS
pretty country maiden whom he courted
had no suspicion of his wealth. Augustus
was wrong, and found out his mistake
promptly. His few years of married hfe
were Of monotoEous misery Almost with
ont a struggle he sank to the humble po
siton Of walking treasurer to his wife.
and since he had no touch Of snobbism
the poor fellow suffered acutely from
the shoddy splendor Of his social POSI-
ton. founded entirely upon the use and
abuse Of unearned wealth. When he read
glowing accounts in the papers of the din
ners he gave, at which every guest found
some costly trifie in his napkin, Augustus
cursed the day when he was born, OF.
rather, the hour when he was married.
However. evils tend to cure themselves.
The dissipation of her town life told upon
the health of Mrs Judge. 4 cold attack
cd her in CONSEQUENCE of her sitting in
cautiously on balcony during the great
fancy-dress ball which made all New
York society beam with pleasure or howl
with rage, in Recamier costume so dar-
ing that it caused every lady whose fan
was transparent to hide her face. The
cold quickly reached her lungs, and, de-
spite the conflicting efforts OF all the
fashionable physicians of the city. and
even the approach Of half a dozen famous
specialists, summoned from Yurrup, Mrs.
Augustus Judge suddenly delniSed-died
would have been too vulgar word to
use concerning her.
On his voyage to Europe the undiscon-.
ISOLATE widoWer made many acqualntances
and one friend, concerning whom nothing
need be said save the fact that he was
monomaniac. and that enamels were the
subject of his disease. He was well-to-dO
rather than wealthy, and spent his life
IN hunting for pieces of enamel, prefera-
bly, European, to add to a collection that
had become OF some Importance His
rawlings at first amused, then interested
and finally fascinated, Augustus. The re-
suit was that as soon as the millionaire
reached London he began a career as col
iector and student of the pieces of vitre-
Gus glaze fused on to metal surfaces
which men call enamel At first he
bought almost any rubbish; but after a
little while began to know something Of
the subject-just enough to prove that so
far as collecting IS concerned a little
knowledge Is more dangerous than COM
plete ignorance. There is no need to de-
scribe his travels about Europe, or to tell
the quaint tales of his many experiences.
BY accident it happened that the last
country he visited was France. 1t was
In Limoges Itself, home for centuries Of
the art of enameling, that he heard of
the enamels of the Church of st. Cath
crime at Kerkandrek A local amateur
fred his curiosity by a gushing descrip-
ton of these extraordinary works of art,
OF which an untechnical description is as
follows:
Figures Of the four Evangelists, twen-
ty-eight inches high, apparently of the
rare style called de plique jour. OF
which but few specimens are to be found
in the world. The beauty of workman
shin immense; the value incalculable.
There were many curious features
connected with these enamels, said the
Limoges amateur; it was difficult to say
whether they were made in the accds-
toned fashion, or, as some had suggest
ed were really cloisonne or champleve,
with tie background cut away in some re-
na~kabie fashion, leaving merely the wire
OF raised arts Of the field to hold to-
gether the pieces of enamel, which, When
the sun shone through them, had the APP
uearance Of gorgeous jewels. The au-
thorities of the church refused to allow
ANYBODY to handle them in order to set
Tie this question. Moreover, there We're
strange legends concerning the way in
which the church acquired such a pre-
c,ouS object.
few DAYS later Mr. Augustus Judge
N ght have been seen on the top of
oil gence, slowly covering the eleven kt!o-
metres between Kerkandrelf and the
nearest railway station and grumbling
at the discomfort of the cumbrous We
b:cIe. the slowness ofethe horses, and the
hOrrid combination Of thousand I'M
pleasant smells which occupied the dill
gence. However, even a French dill
gerce. although it's name is an appalling
sarcasm. gets somewhere at last, and
Augustus reached Kerkandrek so hot,
dusty, tired and thirsty that even his
ardour as collector was not great enough
to prevent him from taking a simple
lunch at the Hotel des Emaux in face of
the church Such church! A kind of
museum Of styles like the cathedral at
AiX-la-Chappelle, sort OF pot-pourrt
to use MI Judges remarlH-and "a tritfe
too pourri" The inside corresponded
with the out There was nothing notice
able until Augustus reached the choir
screen. 1t was of crude modern wrought
and cast IRON very heavy and strong
and reached up to an ugly beam thrown
across from pillar to pillar, and shut out
the view of the choir, and would have
broken the heart of an architect. After he
had made as much noise at the gates as
decency allowed, Augustus saw pleas
ant looking old man coming towards him
bearing bunch Of huge keys. The screen
door was opened AMI the collector advance
ed into the Lady Chapel. His guide gently
pushed him n one side TO a smaller chap
el, then opened a heavy iron door-ap-
parently built in the wall on the side
Of the altar-turned a handle which slow
" raised something like portcullis,
and quite suddenly the enamels appeared.
as if by magic, to the excited eyes of
Augustus. The daylight from outside
streamed through them and made them
like a gorgeous translucent picture,
painted with gems instead of colors.
Augustus gasped with pleasure; his guide
beared with pride, and began in a ted
ious, mechanical manner to tell to the
unaeeJing ears of the collector all the
ira litions about the enamels Of St. Cath
crime.
Ere he had ended his rig1narole Angus
tus quite rega.ned his self possession,
and put forward his hand; Immediately
the guide clutched his arm.
Nobody must touch" he said, ct
is against orders; no hand save that o.
one who as Ceyo ted n life to the church
must ever touch these Jewels