The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1903-11-18
THE ETERNAL
FEMININE
by Helene Wood
elizabeth, the eternal feminine will
Copyright, i9os, by I. {. Mcclure


ing apron without replying and began
TO stretch canvas. She was adorable
So, her gray eyes dehautly nvcrted and
a flush of anger on her cheeks
know my own mind Mt twenty six
when will II"
At twenty seven or eight perhaps. |
hope sooner. Your ideas are ali wrong
Believe me. the day will come when
you Will long for IL home of your own
and some one nearer than girl friend
or masculine ndmlrer.
He had the last word, for the M.
.fVal of the model II thin, shabby look
Ing girl, put an end to the discussion
Tomorrow at ), them"
Elizabeth gave n brisk little nod
She was already sketehing in the out
lines of her study. and Phil was for.
gotten before he had closed the door
The young man WAS quite accustom
ed to such treatment. Admitted ITS he
WAS TO her most intimate friendship on
an understanding of strict camurnde
RE, he broke over the traces every year,
was invariably refused and bore his
defeat with easy utlount. Some day
she was bound to change her mind.
and he might he the lucky man
Elizabcth's own opinion was very
different. She had no time for thought
until her work WAS laid aside for the
day. Then she sank into II nest Of
cushions to think luXuriously.
No Phil WAS wrong She would ney
or care 10 leave her studio above MI,
10 marry Had not the art school girls
who married ceased developing intel.
lectuallyt Shut up In their own -four
wallis. they became entirely absorbed
in dear Tom or Dick and the children.
Children. Elizabeth shuddcred. \
child In book or picture was very
delightful. but the reality, Il dirty lii
tie ct2aturr always crying or being i'll
She would never leave her work. her
studies, her pleasures, for deadly
stupid family life Never!
\ cry of warning The trolley ear
stopped with lurch In an instant
the conductor and motorman We're
down in the street, followed 10y most
of the passengers. Elizabeth, impa-
ticnt ut the delay. resolved to walk
the block or two remaining Her mod
81 would he waiting for her ut the
studio
When she left the ear she found her
self the only woman in II large group
collected about II sickcning black mass
which had spashcd ear wheels and
cobblcslonrS with blood The con
ductor, good natured looking young
freshman, stood with tears rolling down
his face. He was holding a golden hair
ed baby, IL toddlcr of year or two.
The motormnn, white aud frightened.
WAS telling how the baby had sudden
ly run in front of the ear ana the moth
er had thrown the little one out of the
way, only 10 be crushed herself.
The child began to cry, and the con
ductor turned to Elizabeth imploring
~. You take the baby. mum. The
ambulance is comm The cops will be
after hndin' its relatives"
Before she could reply he had put
the baby In her unresisting arms.
Some moments later hardly know
Ing how 1t had all happened, she found
herself walking into her studio build
ing carrying II little child In her purse
was ii Bit of paper Inscribed 10 Plum
ley alley" 1t was the poor woInan's
address, to which she had promised to
take him man she knew, who was
passing along the corridor. smiled and
remarked. Rather II small model, Miss
Blair" Elizabeth flushed as II she had
committed II crime and was relieved To
close the studio door behind her.
Then she put down lcr burden and
looked AT her watch. Ten O'Clock
The model had come ANA gone No
hope now. She herself would have to
take the child home \ short confer
ence at the phone told her the where
abouts of Plumlcy alley. eight squares
south and Just off the th street car
line
When she left the phone she found
beth studied him with half shut eyes.
Not bad she thought n bona
tello. If the forehead were little high
er and the curIs not 80 fine and tight.
How should like to paint him. Come
here, little one What's your nameY
"Alan Campbell naughty"
care you naughtyF
"Es want my muyver"
His mother, Elizabeth felt quick
pang of horror. Come here, and !
will show you something pretty"
She held out her watch. The silver
and gold ornaments on its long Chain
jnglcd attractivcly. Alan Campbell
slowly drew near the shining object
lie seized II Just as a little stray dog
would have done Il bit of cake seized
II and walked away. Then Elizabeth
brought out pictures. II was surprls
ing how quickly they were friends,
sltting OF the floor side by side look
ing at "pussics' and "doggics"
II was after Il when Alan Camp
bells face began to look dolcful.
II want cup Of milk" lie an
nounced.
There were pitcher of cream. some
biscuits and glass of jelly in her
stOcs of tea table provisions. With
this luncheon spread out before him,
Alan Campbell was soon installed on
the edge Of the model stand
When he had drunk all the cream
except that which soaked into her pref
~ rug. wheB ais face was CORY with
eurrant Jelly. and biscuits had lost their
attraction, Elizabeth took one sticky
little hand In hers and led him firmly
TO the washstnnd. After he was clean
and dry she sank into chair, ex-
hausted
II want up on 'ap," cried Il little
voice appcallngly.
She drew him up For awhile he
was amused by her velvet blouse; then
his eyes began 10 close. Alan Camp
bells head was on Elizabeth's shout
der His right hand clasped hers tight
ly. He was fast asleep.