The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-09-01
the roof Of ono of the studios fell In

the roof of one Of the studios fell In
With a crash. and nlumes Of sparks
and smoke and flames darted sky
ward. Not long. and another shout.
for Bonrard had sufficiently recoN-
cred his nerve to say that there was
girl in his studio. the end Of which
w&,S already on fire. Andre dashed at
him antl shouted close 10 his face:
lis it Su"anrc--is it Suzanne? Tel!
mo or Ill Kill YOU"
And then. just as re was about to
seize him by tie throat, Bonnaru
gaSpel o:lt:
"'Yes. it is Suzanne
"AnGre turned without word, and
pushing through the pomplers. who
tried in vain to stop him. he dashed
down the narrow passage which led
to the court CT the studios from Which
people were throwing furniture peil
nell. as though the flames were al
ready at their heels, and disappeared
What happened to him when be
vanished from out sight we learned
from one Of the pompiers. 1t appears
that he dashed into the studio above
which Bonnard's now burning one
was. and forced his way up the mar
row staircase in spite Of the volumes
Of smoke which poured down it. Into
the studio he managed to crawl, al
though no sooner was the door open
than flames rushed at him like fiery
serpents.
Just inside he stumbled upon Su.
zanne. who had hastily thrown on her
things ia an endeavor to escape, and
had then evidently been overcome by
the smoke. He had dashed upstairs
so rapidly that the pompiers scarcely
realized what he was doing until he
disappeared; but they arrived in time
to catch him as he staggered blindly
out Of the studio, which in few min
utes had become like a fiery furnace,
holding Suzanne in his arms.
Except for smoke and fright she
was little the worse. But Andre! He,
poor fellow, was terribly burned-po
doubt his face and hands had been
licked by the flames ere le discovered
Suzanne. The doctor at the hospital
gave little hope at first Of his recov'
ery. and Suzanne waited anxiously day
after day for any news that was good
news of him. And then when at
length, one sunny day in the spring,
he emerged from the hospital portal:
with Suzanne leading him, and the
kindly surgeon accompanying them tc
the facre, we who waited to welcome
him back to the Quarter knew that he
was blind.
NO more would Andre Delorme be
able to paint pictures. for alas! a mar
cannot paint by touch alore. But lr
the ten lerness of little Suzanne, who
works for both Of them, and who econ
omizes with such cleverness as tc
make her friends marvel, it is possible
that Andre has fourd something tc
compensate him.
ANDRE and Suzanne may be seen
every Friday in fine weather sitting
under the trees of the Luxembourg
Gardens listening to the music. He
with closed eyes and she with eyes
that see for him all the brightness OF
the life around. She chatterS and tells
him who passes and who is talking to
whom. and then she will read to him,
and then, perhaps, she will walk up
and down while telling him Of the ap'
proach of this or that acquaintance.
"As one sees them together It is al
most impossible to realize, from An
dre's face and expression, and Su'
zanne's gentle care, that the painter
who was to have had the Bronze il
blind.
But such," as Dufayal says, lis life
in the Quarter"
And Andre is not to be pitied so much
after all, for with little Suzanne by
his side he has both the angel of their
little apartment and The Light OF
His Eyes."-Clive Holland, in Illus
trated Bits.