Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1902-06-26
THE ARTISTS DREAM.
Two souls with but a single thought
Two hearts that beat as one"

Two souls with but single thought
/ Two hearts that beat as one"
Ralph Thorndyke was possessed OF .
dreamy, poetic nature, far beyond the
ordinary. He owned pretty photo
graphic studio, and his business was
congenial to his artistic temperament;
there was so much in 1t to cultivate
love of the beautiful.
He had reached the age Of r. heart
whole and fancy free" or apparently
so to his friends. Today Is his birth.
day, and he is thinking lntently OF a
realistic dream of the night just
passed. Just year ago vision came
to him; a face not beautiful, but strong
and earnest and very sweet. She ap-
peared to him In a portrait which he
seemed to be looking 1t. The light
brown hair was in natural waves over
a smooth forehead, and the calm.
steadfast eyes were Of deeper hue.
Now, year later, the same face
had again appeared, and Ralph Is
thinking Of the message that came to
him. Patience, one more year, and l
will come to you" He finally awoke
from his reverie and started for his
studio; on the way he picked up a
package from the sidewalk. Soon
reaching his cozy little Office, be opened
1t, to find two photographs by Sarony
in folding frame; one was a draped
figure, the right hand raised to the
forehead, the face profile, the other,
ali! the same true brown eyes which
had haunted him for a year! The
brown hair, with golden tints in the
high lights; the fair complexion, deep
enlng into a Wild rose pink on her
rounded cheek. The photo was beau
tifully painted in water color, and
very lifelike. The artist soon made
copies of both pictures and took his
plates into the darkroom to develop,
with very good results.
Toward night little urchin stuck
his head in the door and shouted
Journal"
Here, boyw said Ralph, "never
mind the change" as he flung him a
nickel. He read the news, then
glanced at the advertisements. Under
Lost and Found" appeared the fol-
lowing:
LOST-Two photos of lady, in a
folding gold frame, between yelling
ton street and postoffice. Finder
please send to d $40, The Journal.
Ralph sent them to the address
named, congratulatlng himself that he
possessed such satisfactory copies, and
resolved to enlarge the profile for him
self. 1t was labor of love, to work
on it day by day, and a most beautiful
work of art it was when finally fin
lshed. Time went on apace; another
year, with its pleasures and trials, has
passed.
About II O'clock next day the cleo
trlc bell rang "three rings signal
mat a subject was ready to be posed;
1t was the work of a moment to nut
The negative for exposure into the
)late-holder.
AS Ralph walked toward the camera
what he saw took his breath away.
The vision Of his dreams The same
face, the graceful form!
The pleasant voice Of a well-known
society woman broke in: "Allow me,
Mr. Thorndyke, to present my friend.
Miss Marion Beane, to you and your
'est effort in art" The artist bowed.
expressing himself the best he could.
With such whirling brain as pleased
o favor them.
lie posed her, then she went to the
lresslng room to don another costume:
Ter friend, Mrs. Claremont, chatted
With Ralph, saying: "I'm so glad that
ou two have met today, Marion is so
would you believe it? She
waiting for an ideal; she believes
nat every one possesses half a soul.
hat somewhere In the world the other
alf Is waiting to be recognized and
lalmed; II the two halves join. then
the union perfect and two lives made
Apply, otherwise unhappiness and
iseord result from the ill-assorted
Mon of two people,
1.-TWO years ago she went into q
'ance for sleep at midnight at New
ort, nearly frightening every one out
their wits. She came out of it,
oweyer, in a few hours, a year ago
lie same thing occurred at the same
our, while she was visiting me. She
turned to her home the next morn.
lg and lost two photos of herself,
ade In New York. advertised the
IS and received them the next day."
arions appearance at this time put
stop to further confidence and Ralph