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

know exactly how she came by IL FefntPs II
was her eyes. which were Of cerulean hue and
lit with happiness and sunshine--or so Jney
often seemed to be. Perhaps il was the oine
ribbon, matched TO shade with the tint or hsf
eyes which she wore at her throat Perhaps It
was even a play upon words. Jeu despr11
Hkening her to the kilograms which arrive az
odd and unexpected moments Who knOws2
OF all the models who came to the sCudio
none was more popular petted than z TIE
Bleue. She was so ethereal-in a word SO
petite. For nynphs and young girl studies
there was none better. For the Venuses and
Junos. or even the mOndatnes. one had 10 ny TO
the less refined charms OF Suzanne or Louise or
Barthe
No one knew exactly whence P'tite Bleue
had come One morning. a Saturday in June.
hot and oppressive though thunderstorm
| brooded over Mont Valerien to descend on Paris
at shutdown. the maftre brought her into the
studio. She was shy with that exquisite shy
ness which should never leave a woman when
having dealings with unknown nen-the tinlld-
/ ity which alas so often evaporates in the at
mosphere OF the studio and life class. but which.
/ happily, never left P'tite BleUe.
| The maitre. If he troubled himself upon the
/ point; the massier and the rest Of Us often won
/ dered how it was that P'tite Bleue. unless she
/ came OF a model" stock. could pose as she did
/ from the very first But upon this point she was
silent If over cafe nOir a, the Taverne du
Pantheon when money was less scarce than
usual or at the Cafe des Lilas when funds
/ were low, we asked her she would laugh lightly
/ and say, with sometimes strange. faraWay
/ look in her blue eyes: "Ah, yes; pose well be-
| cause I love It. Voilar
| Pstite BIeue was just the same Us all till
Paul Angler came TO the school 1t was always
| Bon Jour, Msieu Antoine" Bon jour, Msieu
| Edouard" or "Au revoir ATsieu McPhaiL" as
the case might be and little or nothing more
| But with the coming OF Paul Angler, who was
/ speedily nicknalned 'ATsieu Adonis.~ but not
contemptuously everything seemed changed
II became apparent TO most OF Us that some
thing had crept into P'tite Bleue's life which
had not existed in IL before. Soon IL was seen
that she, as It were. posed for Angler Not that
i she either neglected her work OF had lost inter
est IN it: but when posing. her eyes sought MS
heurs in the circle OF workers before her. rather
than travelled. as had been their wont. over
| each Of as IN turn with mild interest or curios-
ity.
The little god has been at work with Ptits
Bleue' said Lorin Chtvers. who came rom
New-York: and he was right
This strange little god IS always busy In the
Quarter. always waylaying the hearts or stu
dents and their amies along the Bouf Niche
Formerly, P'tite BlsUs. after the pose. was
i, | soon ready TO wend her way down the steep
and narrow stairs. and across the pebbled court
yard out into the Rue de Ia Grande Chau1aiere,
ana away along the Boulevard TO her little ap-
partement IN the Rue Nicolet: sometimes she
vrouIs pause 70 speak word with the rnasstsr,
} who generally emerged from his den on seeing
her. or. perhaps she would stand and put a
finishing touch to the hang OF her vel or pose
Of her todue before the somewhat tnerncienI
mirror Afforded BY the glass door. NOW sns
fingered over her toilet after posing. and went
: away reluctantly
before Angler came. she had seldom waited
fo- airy OF Us. If any one wanted 70 take P'tirs
F,Isue 10 lunch at lie Chat Blanc" or TO hear
! thu music in the Luxembourg Gardens, he had
70 clean I'd snartly and hasten after her Now
va often found her outside the dingy portal near
, the doorway OF the little laundry waiting-IoF
Angler.
, We used 10 shake our heads. for this sort OF
: thing was quite a new phase or F-tits 6leue
and upset our analysis Of her character e'iil-
pletely
, v-ttb ber own. and whose brown beard was
t-,rnr,sd with such nicely that even a woman
. who hated such things might have forgiven
I him its possession. worked hard during Ina
! saancs. cleaned up in leisurely manner usual
~ resumed his coat deliberately ana went
, away down the stairs almost last OF al De-
) cause he knew P'tite BIeue would be waiting
! hued flush at the sight OF him
AZ hrst some OF Us felt iealOus-not that va
5tslilxed Angler, but because Ptite Bleue had
hitherto belonged TO all OF U.s. had accepted N
vftations 10 luncheon. TO dinner or to Butler on
Thursday or Sunday nights. with truly royal
! and unspeciaIized graciousness- Now she sim
ply vanished with Angler. A small, dainty figure
dressed with the inexpensive grace and chic OF
D | the Quarter. Where they went for some weeks
Z none OF Us discovered. At first on his entry AZ
| the school Angler had freQuentsd lie Chat
Blanc. the upper room o. which, overlooking
) an III paved street. is still the resort OF many
a kindred souls But after he and P'tite Bleue
: had fallen victims to the little god whose BUSH
ness is said 10 be briskest in the fair sprlngt1le
he no longer came there.
Sonetimes-we suspected It was when An
gier's funds ran low. and there are few who
work and live in the Quarter with whom this
never happens-P'tite Bleue would come %
take. luncheon with one or the other OF Us. and
be gay and bright and repay US by her wit and
naive criticisms OF the pictures on the easels
at CoIarossi's. with all the time reserve OF
something which We suspected she kept for An
gier alone.
AT length we discovered their dining place
quite by accident
II was little restaurant In a narrow street
TO the westward OF the OdeOn-a place where
two could dine at the price OF one Some OF US
went there once or twice but both P'tite Bleue
and Angler were so evidently distressed by our
. intrusion that we left them alone to play out
their little idy destined 10 end in tragedy. amid
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