St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1901-02-23

There Is a glamour and fascination CON
nected with the Bohemian life OF the art
lists and writer's of the large cities that an
peals strongly to the young people of tt.
country, and takes many of them from
comfortable homes to homes far less com
Portable In the city. Stories picturihg thi
lie are always read with interest and 1
Harriet Stark's story, THE Bacillus O
Beauty" published by Frederick A. Stoke
company. New York, contained rothfn,
more than a description Of this life it wouIt
be well worth reading. But 1t contains
more Tor 1t is novel saie of romance ant
science. a tale that is both original and at
tractive. The heroine is q country cir
leading Bohemian life in New York city
and upon whom college professor is ex
perimenting. and who makes OF her tn,
most beautiful woman in the world. but a
terrible cost The following extract from
the book gives a glimpse into that Be
nemian life Of which we are all fond.
stayed for supper, over which Kit
tvs big Angora cat presided; Kitty
herself, her red curls in disorder
whimsical, shrewd, dipping from jes,
to earnest, teased Helen and waited on
her, wholly affectionate and, guessed
half afraid.
The little den was cozy by the light
of an open fire-for it seemed to be one
function of the tail, pink-petticoated
lamp to make much darkness visible;
and Nelly was almost like the Nelly
had known, with her eager talk Of
home folks and familiar scenes.
She asked about my mothers illness
and death that had he'd me SO long in
the west. and her great eyes grew dim
and soft with tears, and she looked at
me like goddess grleving; until. sweet
as was her sympathy. 1 forced myself
to speak of other topics. And then we
grew merry again. talking of college
mates and the days when / first knew
her, when was sophomore teaching
in Hannibal and she was my best
scholar-only 12 years old, but she
spelled down all the big, husky boys.
II didn't know what was doing, did
l." said, when your father used to
say: Bright gal, ainf she? Inever see
the beat Of Helen Lizy;' and would
tell him you ought 10 go to the State
university"
Think of it!' cried Helen. ''If I
hadn't gone TO college, I shouldn't have
come to New York, and, oh, if-but
how you must have worked, teaching
and doubling college and law school!
Why, you were already through two
years of law when entered, only three
years later"
swell, it's been easy enough since,
even with tutoring and shorthanding;
six lawyers to every case"
''Wasn't tutoring Helen your main
occupation?" asked Kitty Reid, auda-
ciously. Il have somehow inferred
that"
But there was sound of hurrying
feet on the stairs, and she sprang to
the door, crying:
"Cadge and Pros! They said they
were coming
On the threshold appeared a lank
girl with shining black hair and quick.
keen. good-humored eyes.
"Howdy?" she asked with brisk cor
diality; "angel childrea, hope l see you
well.''
In her wake was tall, quiet-looking
young man with a reddish-brown
beard.
Salute; salaam," he said; "all Sc
rene. Kitty? And you. Miss Winship?"
Then as the two became accustomed
TO the light, / saw what had nervous
ly expected. There was little start,
an odd moment of embarrassment.
They gazed at Helen with quick won
der at her loveliness, tnen turned away
to hide their surprise.
It was as if in the few days since
they had seen her-for the new comers
were Kitty's brother and Miss Bry-
ant of whom every one speaks as
beauty had so BIOS
somed that at fresh sight of her they
struggled with incredulous amaze
ment almost as q stranger might have
GoLe.
Taking rapidly to mask embarrass-
nsent, they Joined us round the fire.
Reid dropped slouch hat and an over
coat that seemed all pockets bulging
with papers, while Miss Bryant and
Kitty began q rapid fire of talk about
.copy," "cuts," 'sthe black" s'the
color" and other mysteries.
"wish you could have got me proof
of the animal page" said Kitty. finally;
''if they hurry the etching again, be-
fore my poor dear little bears have
been half an hour on the presses.
they'll fll with ink and print gray. I'll
-I'H leave money in my will to prose-
cute photo-engravers."
'Oh, don't fret" said Miss Bryant.
'Magaxine'n look well this week. Big
TOMS the greatest Sunday editor that
ever happsnsd, cd I've got n sens
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