New-York tribune., 1903-05-09

His applicability was evident to the mind Of
Jean Fraissigne from the moment when the came ne
Taverne and he proceeded to go through his ridicu-
ous pretence Of drinking from the cup in his right
hand which he filled from the bottle in his left
Jean, who was dawdhns over deni and watehing
Niche. at first passvely pleased the dis
and then of a sudden. consurnedly absorbed in the
progress of his operations For what was plain
to any but q blind man was the fact that lie PO-
chard was the precise counterpart of Jeans friend
brimmed hat and his loose. working blouse and his
loud checked trousers; Gregoire alasi with his
steady walk as Jean had seen him u hundred
lie Pochard staggered to and fro upon the marble
topped table nodding maudlinly. and alternately
ertions he naesed one arm through the handle of
against the glass and stood motionless, with his
on the pricemark upon the saucer below This
eog1ent nanoeuvre, so unspeaakaoly aPpeaIBne De
Jean purchased him upon the spot and bore him
G a5son On tFqRR fdq 6 G the Rg de Seine as an object
The two students shared little sous-toit within
a stones throw of the BeauX Arts neither lux
uriously not yet insuficiently furnished 1t was
in hm-not usual condition of mind in pro
v1nGlai merchant whose son dspIays S baf Was
more 10 the point. who could AFFORD 20 demonstrate
if not on the score of magnitude. at least that
OF regularity. And since freedom from peGuhlssTy ps
spirit there no digsnt pupil at the Boite
more loyal friend in sun shadow, throughout
the length and breadth of the Quarter, than little
ean & Id e Gal & as he he Od was called oy tnOSe WHO
unerand Sg M endshp rh foT Gegore Cauber
Had the latter been one of themselves, TYPE @ OF
culiarites. would have lain reason Tor the asso-
% ct0n But to all nten anq td ean g and to
themselves began and ended with his costume: For
confidence and giving none. unknowing and - un-
kh0wn K 10 ahf nannds they IeTne the Butler
and Nine Roupiquet's, in the Rue de Beaune, and
questioned as to the doings of Gregore seemed to
reflect something Of his friends Teserye 90 Hs fa aa a
prophesy that day Gregoire would be
'Diabler' he said. What does it matter? He
goes his way-I so mine. And if we choose to live
Ffche-moi la paix. vous autres!. .,uaoa % e &c
Gregoire concerned and the apparently % un7
congenal menage came in time to be looked @ upon upon
for the rest, which made no PARTICULAR differ
ence to any one save the two Immediately con-
But if Jean made no admissions as to Gregoire, II
not for lack of sufficient knowledge. They had
met, meet in the Quarter, as bubbles meet
drawn together by an irresistible attraction. and
fuse into one larger. brighter bubble than either
whose esquisses the wonder of the school. and
whose Proets had already come % to De @ @
Quai de Cont, believed in his heart that architect
Gregofre whose long. uphill struggle had been un-
accompanied by comradely admiration or even en- en-.
hour of his success. in the faith and appreciation
secret-kneW that the Rene de Lys of the Chan
sons de Danae" and the Voyage de Tristan. or
which all Paris talking, was none other than
himSelf-GregOire Caubert whose wrist the
siren of absinthe had laid hand that not to De
shaken off and whom she leading. II by the
paths of subtest fancy and almost miraculous ere
ative faculty. yet toward an end inevitable on
which q did dare to dwell.
To Jean, healthy. rational and cheerful as young
animal much that Gregoire said and did was
totally incomprehensible. but what he did not un-
derstand he set down, with conviction. to the &c
centricity of genius. The long nights which ne
spent alone sleeping sanely in their bedroom in the
Rue de while CSregOre'S cot stood empty
beside him and Gregoire himself was tramping
the streets Paris the return of his friend IN the
first faint light of dawn pale faced and sWaylng;
the succeeding hours which despite his exhaustion,
he spent at his desk, feverishly writing, and toss
ing the pages from him one by one until 1t the he fq9r
was strewn with them all sides: finally ms
heavy sIurnber far into the afternOon-al this
to Jean was but part and parcel OF that mar
velIous thing called literature. He returned az
10 find that GregOire had prepared a wonderful
little meal and was walking up and down the hoor'