The St. Mary banner. (Franklin, Parish of St. Mary, La.) 1889-1931, 1901-03-23
A Lesson in Art.

cay. Advice is the opinion OF a frien
which one asks when one has made III
pue's mind what course to pursue"
Mr. Fenton's smile broadened int
a laugh as the pretty girl who stoo'
before him flushed slightly. turnin,
her head away with a little impatien
movement.
81 thought that you were my friend.
said Olive West. reproachfully, will
her face still averted.
"And you were right there, my
dear" said Mr.. Fenton. But yol
know perfectly we'll that you have
made up your mind what course te
pursue"
How could l make up my mind
without hearing what you have to say
TO me On t,o subject OF my going tl
London?" said she. MY future Is Sc
rious enough to me, Mr.. Fenton. and
fancied that you might also"
"And so l should, my little friend. il
didn't know you as well as | do.
Come, now, tell me all that troubles
YOU. Is it art or Dick this time?"
The girl colored very prettily; then
4 her brows contracted.
81 like Dick" she said, but"
oh"
eyes, like him very much, but"
"Quite so. You mean that you shrink
from the commonplace aspects of a
future to be spent in this neighbor-
hood. You long for the larger life-the
wider horizon in the higher realms of
art? Isn't that what your but
means?'
Exactly" she cried. 81 feel inclined
to ask what is the good Of being born
into the world if one cannot achieve
| something higher than is within ones
| reach here?"
Il have now and again asked myself
the same question:" said Mr.. Fenton.
If We could suggest any adequate an
swer to that question, we should have
solved one Of the greatest problems of
the universe. Have you never heard
Of the waste of nature?"
ITO live in Hazelbury is not to live
In the world, it seems to me-" said the
girl II feel that l was made to do
something in the world-the world
that is not Hazelbury. Hazelbury is
hopeless"
And yet Hazelbury has a reading
society, hasn't it? If you don't get
through a volume of Carlyle in
month you are fined a dime; il you
are lured into reading novel you have
to pay a quarter
The reading society is a piece of
loolishness."
Then there is the Church Choral
union."
Olive laughed.
"A rookery with a sore throat" she
said. "Oh, I'm sick of Hazelbury.
want something larger-fuller-I want
life want to live"
And 20 you won't marry Dick Over
ton ! suggested Mr.. Fenton.
I'm afraid not" said Olive, shak-
ing ner head. Marrying Dick would
mean booming myself to future in
Hazelbury."
lcan't deny that. His fathers bank
s mere, and he is in the business. He'll
yea partner in three or four years. OF
course, If you don't marry Dick some
one else will"
1nere was considerable pause be-
'ole she said, with little frown:
! nope they will be happy"
mats very kind Of you, but I'd
ratner hear you express a wish to
scratch her face l suppose the girl
WI be Lottie Shepherd"
ohVe's lips curled after her eyes had
gwen quick flash.
nope they will be happy" she said
.sain, but in quite a different tone
lom tnat which marked her previous
sApfession of the same hope.
An, that sounds healthier: there's a
r..,l rvmise OF scratches in every word |
S'a.' II might be Mary Marchmont."
myself" ~
But you can"
0le shook her head in a way that
ssassested certain chastened pride.
sas new that Dick wished for moth
petler than to marry her.
see 1t is hopeless looking to yo,
ADVICE" she said sadly. Even you
NOT understand me, though fan
- you did. l will not trouble you
" longer. Mr. Fenton."
S1 down again, and don't be q
~ said he 81 knew that you had
ee up your mind what to do, and
you said you came to me for ad-
6 NOW it SO happens that quite
lee with you in this particular mat
y, q u would be ridiculous for a girl
'l such aspirations as you possess
1alry the son of a banker at C.
- such as this is; you would both
ssraoie for the rest Of your lives"