Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1902-01-09
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! A Bohemian Concert
BY Harriet stark.
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,Copyright, isuo. By Frederick A. stokes Coz

peals strongly 20 the young people Of tEt
country, and takes many OF them IRON
/ comfortable homes TO homes far less com
Portable in the city. Stories picturing this
| life are always read with interest and II
| Harriet Stark's story, The Bacillus Of
Beauty. published BY Frederick A. Stokes
| company, New York, contained nothing
more than a description Of this life II would
be well worth reading. But II contains
more for II Is a novel tale OF romance and
science, tale that is both original and at
tractive The heroine is a country girl
leading a Bohemian life In New York city
and upon whom a college professor Is eX-
perlmenting and who makes Of her the
most beautiful woman IN the world, but al
a terrible cost The following extract from
the book gives a glimpse into that Bo-
hemian 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 jest
to earnest, teased Helen and waited on
her, wholly affectionate and, guessed,
half afraid.
The little den was coy by the light
OF an open fre-for it seemed to be one
function Of the tall, pink-petticoated
ia mp " lAuhE AAAAAA - a. hAAAaa tAatPANf
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 grieying; until, sweet
as was her sympathy, forced myself
to speak Of other topics. And then we
grew merry again, talking Of college
mates and the days when l first knew
her, when l was a sophomore teaching
in Hannibal and she was my best
scholar-only u years old, but she
spelled down all the big husky boys.
u didn't know what ! was doing, did
l." l said, when your father used to
say: Bright gal, amt she? Ineyer see
the beat Of Helen Lizy; and l would
tell him you ought TO 60 to the State
university"
Think Of I'll" cried Helen. IF I
hadn't gone TO college, 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 we're already through two
years OF law when l entered, only three
years later"
well, it's been easy enough since,
even with tutoring and shorthanding;
six lawyers to every-ease-"
Wasn't tutoring Helen your main
occupation?" asked Kitty Reid, auda-
ciously Il have somehow inferred
that"
But there was sound of huIrying
feet on the stairs, and she sprang to
the door, crying;
"Cadge and Pros.l 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 children, hope / see you
we'll"
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
~ expected. There was a little start.
an odd moment of embarrassment.
They gazed at Helen with quick won
der at her loveliness, then turned away
to hide their surprise.
1t was as il in the few days since
they had seen her for the new corners
were kitty's brother and Miss Bry-
ant Of whom every one speaks as
"Cadge" -Helen's beauty had SO bios.
somed that at fresh sight of her they
struggled with ineredulous amaze.
ment almost as a stranger might have
done.
Talking rapidly to mask embarrass.
mcnt, they joined us round the fire,
Reid dropped a SLOUGH hat and an over.
soat that seemed all pockets bullying
Eith papers, while Miss Bryant and
Kitty began a rapid fire Of talk about
copy" 'cuts," 1.-THE black" 'the
color" and other mysteries.
wish son could have got me a 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,
tEeyIl fill with ink and print gray. III
III leave money in my will to prose
cute photo-engravers"
"Oh, don't fret" said Miss Bryant.
'Magazine'u look well this week. Big
Toms the greatest Sunday editor that
ever happened; and Ike got in some
good stun, t0o.n
"Of course your obligatall be all
right Kitty sighed; "but-oh, those
etchers and Yes. Big Tom'll do; !
never see him fretting the art depart
ment, like the editor before last, 10
sketch a one-column earthquake eurd-
ling a cup Of cream
How could anybody do that7" cried
Helen.
Just what the artist said"
Miss Bryant looked slightly older