New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-06-03
- P'fi4e B1e1le. .


ness OF thiniy disguised poverty she Va l--a
gay and her eyes less bright But 70 al o1arS
Of help-and there were many for al had loved
P'tite Bleue-or suggestions thar we missed her
at Colarossis. 1t was ever the same reply. Paul
needs me for the completion OF his picture Al
Msieu Jean. you should see ftg'
All. this marvellous 'machiner one would
reply. remembering other wonderful pictures
which, when commenced, had been destined
never to be finished. OF had existed only n the
brains Of the artists themselves
One day-it was IN December. and the snow
lay white in the Luxembourg Gardens ard on
the roof OF the Palace. and less white IN sna
streets underfOOt-P'tite Bleue came back co the
school We heard some one coming slowly. al
most weakly. up the steep stairs. and when the
door opened near the stove # was TO disclose
poor little P'tita BIeue- Not the nymphlika.
smiling model Of yore but the pale. thin. worn
P'tite Bleue which starvation and bitter cold.
and perhaps. even homeleasness, had wrought-
Suzanne was posing on the throne. the persona
hcatiOn Of wen cared for well formed woman
hood. partially facing the door; and so she saw,
without turning her head Pftite B1eue enter.
We were all of as too struck by the pitiful fig-
ure to say much. until Suzanne's Ma 9oiF'-
expressed with ali the emphasis OF which the
two words are capable-broke the silence
Suzanne had always been jealous OF P'tts
Bleue, and. now that the class was thrown into
confusion. she forgot she was posing. Ma foif'
she repeated posing to 1Fsieu Paul Angler has
done you good. and no mistake What =
frimousssl You had better mount Up here IN
stead OF me-"
/ P'tits Bleus said nothing The nassisr had
stepped TO her side. and was converting win her
in low tone.
Us it possible you do not undsrstandT' We
\ overheard him say. while Suzanne regarded her
erstwhfIe rival scornfuIly. 7 an vaTy 1orEy-
/ We. as it happens. require q model such a. you
were. But'-Elancing at her thin hands and
| face-~c'sst impossible"
P'tits Blsue's lips Qufvsred she gave ons
glance at the rows OF faces gazing at hsr pity
Ingly from behind round tho corner of thu
easels. many OF which were faznaIiar % hsE. a1a
/ then turned slowly away.
As the door closed upon her. an idea entered
the masters head "Teu me- be asked. quick
". -'didn'e one Of you fellows say nat DehauAJ
wanted model FOR his ptctursT'
Yes replied a little AIsatian nazasd Julsn
| Meyer. @for Ia Lutte pour Ia Vie--@
That win suit P'tits Bisus." tha uaas1tsF e.
claimed. and away he rushed down the stairs
Ee did not return FOR some time. and Ehsn. when
/ he did. we heard P'tits Bleuss story
II was one that Is by no means eresh % TIA
/ Quarter. Angler had worked az what vas %
/ be a chef-d'suvrs; worked day ana nlgnra
worked without taking heed that he was earn
ing no money, while his slender store wa8 d.
rninishIng steadily II slowly. P'tits BisuA though
she must have had mtsgfvings-ror II II tno
woman who nrst knows when tia cruise Is run
Ming drz-nacrsd him Up Loyalty AZ last tina
end cana
There wa neither money. food nor fnsl Iha
owner OF the studio was, not q phIlanthropist.
and 50 he turned them out
F1oua the studio In the Rue de Vanguard they
had migrated TO = mansarde IN a small street.
leading out OF ths Rue de ALadame. Angler was
III and IN despair. and P-ttts Bleue had wandered
in search OF employment from studio to studio.
Ieaving-for reasons OF dsIicacy and sharne-her
/ application at CoIarossfs tin the last resort
Everywhera. she had told the massier. the an
sTer had been the same Sometimes framed
deIicateIy. sometimes pityingly. sometimes with
/ a brutal fraukness which said: Get your bones
| covered with soma hesh> and your skin less blue
before you orrsr TO pose You should 60 to q
cIiniqus and pose there
In that poverty stricken mansarde IN the Elua
de Madame during the few weeks following her
reauDcarance at CoIarcssfs. P'rits Blsue. sad at
heart but accomplishing. with the patient hero~
| ism OF q woman who loves q stricken man. car
ried on the struggle N Debaudy gave her .
little employment for she EIled IN a gap as oua
/ OF his uissrabIez in the huge canvas on which
he Denoted La Lutte pour Ia Vie with All the
naturaIistic skin OF his schoOl-the parneris Nc
ure Of a srarvtnG hopeless woman with haunt
ing eyes
Few OF Us wers able % ae1ord her much but
we did what we could And many books Wara
foregone 10 enable Us 70 co II EVsn su1anns
one dav softened and contributed The htgnass
/ amount OF the lot. ons Erancs ta1sn rom the
I'VE she earned by sitting Let u believe taa9 e
was "reminiscences OF dormant feminine PITY
which prompted the gift and not an Admission
that her rival was no longer within M nai4
OF practical competition
In Jauuaryr-quits at the end. a esEz4bis day a.
I gloom and bitterly cold-ALcFhaG hurried 40 ena
stairs with the news that Angler was dad Ia
| had zone To see him. and had sound haEa
/ s+ratched I1pon the wreuched CruckIes WIKI Ezlea
! BIsus weeping beside him.
I t4a should never have entered ne sS4Ale4s
1 yac0D{esIlv remarked AICPhail. -ha could nelCaeE
I stand thu racket nor the dlsappolnrTnanl Ana
l there ara always so many easy ways OuE q Ia
/ for those who fail therein he added
! Fsrfte BIeue. gallant little SOUL mad totsns
hard. but she could not succeed IN transforuntnG
q man OF intentions into one Of acconoplls1rnea6
/ P'tfra BIeuet Where did shs gof We neVar
/ knew. she vanished after the strupia runeFAl "A
an IN kept corner OF the Cinnettere du Mont Eaz,-
( 1asse and we Ike best % think OF her as having
/ returned 20 her home amid the pleasant uella
[ r,T sunny skies OF CaIvadOs, OF which she 5poEo
[ Lrr once-the day Angler was buried
I HT7vrare best SO. for he had bean Lhe grand pas-
[ sion ~ her wouan's ufs.-CThe Sketch