Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1903-05-23
THE UNION OF TWO ARTS.

absolutely original in the occurrence;
thousands had done identically the same
thing before in their time, and. in all
probability thousands viii emulate their
| example years hence. But the promise
made on liners deck, though sacred at
the time, was soon forgotten; and five
years elapsed without a line being ex-
changed between them. And this was
the mans fault
Charlie Montrose had babe lara Hoste
| adieu at Vera Cruz. when she was but
girl Of lG, or rather woman. as girls Of
that age are ranked out in Mexico; one
natures carly in Central America.
A year passed then Art had gradually
blotted out the remembrance of her Ma
donna-lile face True, he had kept five
of her letters, unanswered by the way,
which detailed to him her trusting love
and her progress in sculpture; but they
had lain on the mantelpiece of his study
till dust had begrimcd them and nearly
obliterated the family written words.
Then four years lapscd. and cara was
almost forgotten by the man on whom
fortune had smiled. Therefore it was
somewhat strange that Charlie Montrose
dreamt sadly of the past during an in
terval at ball given by Lady Belmont
at her house in Park lane
why 50 glum, Mr.. Montrose? ?" she
queried gayly, tapping him playfully on
the shoulder with her fan You have
not done your duty by standing out
three dances! ! must find you a part
ner'
May I have the pleasure, Lady Bel
monte
with me? Oh, | should be delighted
only, alas! my programme is filed" she
replied vivaciously. But ! will intro
duce You to Miss Vivian. You know the
great SCULPTOR"
Surely not the Miss Vivian of Sleep
renown?'
"The same"
A light step behind him caused Mont
! rose 10 turn round a brunette was
coming toward him--a brunette whose
| beauty, surprising even his ideals of
| feminine beauty SO often depicted on his
canvases, caused the master artist to al
most wonder as he gazed at the mar
yelous regularity of her finely-chiseled
| features. He rose, stretched out his hand
mechanically to pull back the heavy
portiere for her to pass into the ball
room, when she stopped suddenly, and,
| glancing swiftly up at the handsome face
of the Inner, said impulsivcly;
Mr.. Montrose, the great artist, be
heye?' He glanced straight into the
eyes raised shyly to his, then replied:
That is my name As great artist
| believe | am fraud!" Then added
modesty: Il have been lucky, that is
ALL"
You are modest" she said gently. q
hope you will excuse my presumption
in speaking to you without formal in
production, but | was very anxious to
speak to you, | only saw you once be
fore tonight-at the Academy; you were
pointed out TO me-
II am indeed honored by your rcmem.
bering my features" he said. politely
Then glNncing steadily at her face, said
thoughttully: But surely your face is
familiar? 1t is-ah, vest" he cried, bit
terly. Il know whom YOU resemble. You
are much prettier, yet SO strangely
strangely ike n girl l once knew!" He
sighed, as he let the portiere fall from
his grasp.
Indeed? 2" The brown eyes opened
widely. Il am pleased | resemble that
lady-you-you were interested in. 1t
is quite romantic, to be included, if even
in SO slight Il degree, in a great mans
life!" Montrose flushed DULY.
Il am afraid | was speaking my
thoughts he saia awkwardly. Il apollo
gize, | must have bored you!"
"On the contrary" she replied bright
/ ly, Il am interested. As l resemble this
lady, will you not tell me more about
her? Or would it he ndiscreet on my
part to protier such a requests"
II am sorry to refuse he replied,
glaneing at her. 1t is very difficult to
/ do SO, but no man cares to record a shah
by action of his own
! But Mr. Moutrose," she murmured.
1 you have always been spoken OF in the
papers as the soul of honor
/ so much for the truth Of journal.
ism!" he said bitterly
but, surely, Mr.. Montrose"-her voice
tremhled httlc-"you have never
broken your word orr" lie laughed
harShly.
THAT is idcntically what / have
done!' he SAID. Il broke a pledge made
six years ago, and now dare not redeem
it,"
Indeed" said the brunette. smiling
archly. "ASa shy uotf"
Because $40 would despisc me now! {"
He stopped short. blushing holly as he
realized that he had committed himself.
May ! escort you TO the ballroomg.'
/ She blissfully ignored his question.
/ 80 y&l had asked her 70 marry YOU"
She said thoughtfully, "and then grew
/ tired Of her"
on appear to be a thought reader."
exclaimed Moutrose almost savacelv
! YOU are, however. correct did ask
her to marry me. then we drifted apart:
four years passed and | did not WRITE.
and when | did my letters came hack
marked unknown. You. however arc
wrong when YOU say | got tired Of her
| have loved her an these wears. and
now. when she has passed beyond my
reach Bah! why do l speak to YOU.