Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1903-04-23

| stuff, but since MaiSie did not care
even for his best it were better not to
do anything at all save wait and mark
time between Sunday and Sunday.
Torpenhow was disgusted as the
weeks went by fruitless, and then at
tackled him one Sunday evening when
Dick felt utterly exhausted after three
hours biting self restraint in Maisie's
presence. There was language, and
Torpenhow withdrew to consult the
Nilghai who had come in to talk conti-
mental politics.
Bone idle, is he? Careless, and
| touched in the temper? said the Nil
ghai. 1T isn't worth worrying over.
Dick is probably playing the fool with
woman"
isn't that bad enough?"
'sNo. She may throw him out of gear
and knock his work to pieces for
awhile. She may even turn up here
some day and make a scene on the
staircase. One never knows. But until
Dick speaks of his own accord you had
better not touch him. He is no easy
tempered man to handle"
mo. wish he were. He is such an
aggressive, cocksure fellow"
Hell get that knocked out of him in
time He must learn that he can't
storm up and down the world with a
box of moist tubes and slick brush.
You're fond of him?'
I'D take any punishment that's in
store for him if l could, but the worst
of it is no man can save his brother"
mo, and the Worser of it is, there is
no discharge in this war. Dick must
learn his lesson like the rest Of us.
Talking of war, there III be trouble in
the Balkans in the spring"
.'That trouble is long coming. 1 won
der if we could drag Dick out there
when it comes"
Dick entered the room shortly after
ward and the question was put to him.
mot good enough" he said shortly.
''Tm too comfy where am"
"Surely you aren't taking all the
stuff in the papers seriously" said the
| Nilghai "Your vogue will be ended in
less than six months-the public will
know your touch and go on to some
thing new-and where will you be
then?"
Here, in England"
when you might be doing decent
work among US out there. Nonsense!
shall 60; the Keneu will be there,
Torp will be there, Cassavetti will be
there, and the whole lot 81 as will be
4 there, and we shall have as much as
ever we can do, with unlimited fight
ing and the chance for you of seeing
things that would make the reputation
of three Verestchagins."
'Ump' said Dick, pulling at his pipe.
'sYou prefer to stay here and imagine
that all the world is gaping at your
1 pictures? Just think how full an aver
age mans life is of his own pursuits
and pleasures. When 10000 of him end
time to look up between mouthfuls and
/ grunt something about something that
they aren't the least interested in, the
net result is called fame, reputation or
notoriety, according to the taste and
fancy of the speller, my lord"
II know that as well as you do. Give
me credit for little gumption."
BE hanged if dor'
'.Be hanged, then. You probably will
De-for spy, by excited Turks. Heigh>
no! I'm weary, dead weary, and virtue
has gone out of me-" Dick dropped into
a chair and was fast asleep in min
/ ute.
''That's a bad sign," said the Nilghai
in an undertone.
Torpenhow picked the pipe from the
waisteoat where it was beginning to
burn and put pillow behind the head.
"We can't help; we can't help" he said.
sIt's good, ugly sort of old cocoanut,
and I'm fond Of it. There's the scar of
the wipe he got when he was cut over
in the square"
Shouldn't wonder If that has made
him trifie mad"
81 should. He's most businesslike
nadman.'
Then Dick began to snore furiously.
"Oh, here! No affection can stand this
sort Of thing. Wake up, Dick, and so
and sleep somewhere else if you intend
to make a noise about it.''
when a cat has been out on the
tiles all night" said the Nilghai in his
beard, Il notice that she usually sleeps
all day. This is natural history"
Dick staggered away, rubbing his
eyes and yawning.
He did no work Of any kind for a
week. Then came another Sunday.
He dreaded and longed for the day
always, but since the red haired girl
had sketched him there was rather
more dread than desire in his mind.
He discovered that Maisie had en-
tirely neglected his suggestions about
line work. She had gone off at score
filled with some absurd notion for a
fancy head" 1t cost Dick something
to command his temper.
What's the good of suggesting any
thing?" he said pointedly.
"Ah, but this will be a picture-a
real picture, and l know that Kami
will let me send it to the salon. You
don't mind, do your"
81 suppose not. But you won't have
time for the salon.
s. Maisie hesitated a little. She even
felt uncomfortable.
.'We're going over to France month
sooner because Of it. | shall get the
Idea sketched ort here and work it uI
at Kami's."
Dicks heart stood still, and he came
very near to being disgusted with his
queen who could do no wrong. "Jusi
when thought had made some head
, way she goes off chasing butterflies
It's too maddening"
There was no possibility of arguing
for the red haired girl was in ths
studio Dick could only look unutter
able reproach.
I'm sorry he said, ..and think
you made mistake. But what's ths
Idea of your new pictureg'
II took it from book !"
"That's bad to begin with Book
are not the places for pictures. And
Its this said the red haired cir
behind him. II was reading 1t to Mai
sic the other day from the City o.
Dreadful Night D'you know th'
J book r
"A little. am sorry spoke. Their,
are pictures III it. What has taken he
: fancy y
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