The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1903-12-22

piece of Yankee pumpEin pie from the
English channel To Belgium
'You are incorrigible, john" said
Edith laughingly as she helped herself
to a second piece of pic. Cannot you
see that all great and high art must be
purchased by suffering? Such little
deprivatiOns as turkey and pumpkin
pie are the least of its penalties. Think
of being in the world of Sembrich, of
Albani, of Padercwski-of thrilling
5000 hearts with cadenZa! John, my
dear fellow, you cannot understand it.
You haven't the faintest idea of the
ecstasy of artistic achievement. The
Parnassus of art means coal and pie
and turkey to you. But never mind
John. You are Il dear fellow for all
that. If | could marry any man you
would be the one. Let's adjourn to
the parlor and sing our farewell duet"
The duet proved to be Rubinstein's
Wanderers Night Song" to please
Edith. and of course they had to sing
Abt's when | Know That Thou Art
Near Me- to please John, while Rel
chardt's "Thou Art SO Near and Yet
So Far came in for a share of voca,
attention. And when the village clock
struck II and they stood in the hall
way there were tenderness and com.
passion in Edith's voice as she said:
'Im sorry, John, that it cannot be as
you wish, and'-
"What did you do with your share
Of the wishbone:' interrupted John.
"Here it is in my handkerchief" re-
piled Edith.
"promiSe me if art proves to be an
elusive lover that these two pieces may
be reunited again." said John as he
took the other piece from his pocket
And Edith promised.
81 should like to write an essay on
The Influence Of Turkey In Art" said
John Graham as he turned sadly away
from the railway station after bidding
gOodby to Edith Nor did the knowl-
edge which he gained from books re-
garding student life in Paris tend to
make him more cheerful. At first
Edith's letters were filled with enthu-
siasm. The architecture of the church
es, the beauties of the museums and
the almost infinite variety found in the
life of a city famed for it's artistic per
lection filled her with delight. But aft
er the novelty Of first impressions had
faded away the letters came more rare
ly Reading between the lines, John
could readily see that Edith had set
tied down to the hard work required
for vocal perfection, and he realized
with grim humor that hard work is as
distasteful in Paris as in Vermont.
Still a great compassion filled his heart
when he realized that perhaps his jocu-
lar theory of turkey in art might have
been put to n practical test This idea
was forcibly borne out by his accidcn-
tai meeting with IA schoolfellow in Bos-
ton who had just returned from a con-
tincntal tour
"Do you know" said his friend that
l had quite an adventure in Paris?
While there | met an old friend Of
yours-Miss Edith Chadwick-wh is
studying for the operate stage. At her
invitation l called at her apartments
When | say that mean that she was
occupying two small rooms with three
other young American women. Seri-
ously, John, those girls are starving
themselves in order to soar in the
realm of art as they express it, glib
berish | never could understand. When
l called the girls were dining on crack
ers and lemon tea. They tried to tell
me the meal was simply dcjeuncr,
but l knew they had nothing more to
eat judging from the meager furnish,
ings in the rooms. took them all to
the Cafe de la PaiX and filled them up,
and during the meal they talked of
nothing but sweet corn and hucklebcr-
ry biscuit, chocolate cake and apple pie
| am positive, Graham, that those girls
haven't the commOncst comforts of life
AS for Miss Chadwick, you would
scarcely recognize her, she was so thin