Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1905-03-30

ms ASpaSi watched MIN she seemed u
/ see in contrast a blue flannel shiri
straining over straight shoulders while
keen ak flashed up and down with
poetical precision. But who would
have suspected that she saw such vi
sions, the deer-eyed maiden. as she
heaped the chips in her apron with a
shy:
Il tank you. sir"
Helm Il is the poets that tell us
the woods is the place TO see visions
and dream dreams. VOLTA, Aspasi saw
many visions: ofbroad shoulders. as we
have said; of fearless black eyes when
she looked at the artists gold-rimmed
glasses; of swift. strong strides when
she watched the artists strolling
steps; Of baek-fung head and laughing
lips while she responded TO the artists
well-bred smile. All. mon ami beside
the maehine-made man she kept seeing
the man primitive with the beauty of
a sun god and the bravery of a dumb
beast-and she could not comprehend
culture But. yet; it was fun TO have
a man who wore store clothes every
day for beau. 1t made the other girls
| ST jaloux
And then the edge came up to the
artist, sharp and keen. 1t was letter
that did it. A cold. typewriter. die
tated ten lines Helm. that this fugi-
tive from a hustling world center"
should have found its way into that
delicious land of dreams and visions!
An offer which If accepted meant a
cool thousand or so-and prospects:
but which, If rejected. or even ne
elected, was as door slammed in the
face of success.
The artist walked the night away.
How could he go and leave her. his
incorrigiole angel? But how could he
take her with him? In that hot-house
atmosphere would she not droop and
All, he had meant to give II all up for
her. TO have a cottage on a hillside
with flowers blooming about the door.
and now And now the inconpruity
of 1t all struck a chill to his heart.
Broadway and this beautiful child
Poor little incorrigible angel. And he
had deliberately taught her to love
him-had wooed her wistfully think
ing Of that home upon the hill that '
was not to be. Must he go away in :
All the manhood culture had \
left with him rose in protest. At the S
thought of those beautiful eyes darken- /
Ing with pain and those perfect lips |.
dropping in sorrowful patience his s
heart began to hurt him. He did love .
her. She fascinated his fancy. An, v
ihe appealed TO his tenderness ten r.
ierness he had not before suspected. | Il
Dear little incorrigible angel She Ct
would be pitifully eorrigible taken IT
way from the hills and the sunshine e
hat were as the very breath TO her. ",
But he must do IT, Must take her fr
way and train her to be a proper re
artner for his prospects. He was man In
nough to give small thought as to m
hat his friends would say, and before III
lorning even man enough 10 rise 20
bove the crushing inconvenience of dc
his unexpected expense. The day wore on
} evening and, Ell bien, II was bigger or
ian than the artist had ever planned Is
} be that sat down beside his host mr.
hen that host had eaten his suppe- sp
nd washed his feet and was feeling at II,
eace with himself and Heaven. Very
ouestly he told this honest man what ",
as in his heart and thought, and his 70,
1st, being slow-talking as we'll az ~
,nest, said, refleetively: ~,
'Yas?" He smoked a cigarette and ~,
lded: "Yas das one oeeg ting. ed "a
tion. | amt had none, me. But,
low. Vas; das one beeg ting" And
en-, Unexpectedly, "Ou est-elle done
;pasl Aspasfl wien, chere" We
In mingled French and English he sec
ID her of the artists intentions to- riy
lrd her and Aspasi sat with demurely re,
xered lashes, As he watched her its
lor quicken the artist felt his heart het
gin to swell He was doing noble ma
ng-and how was he to know that ere
Dse divine bushes were for a dark zili
ed boy beyond the bayou who could eor
his own love-making. The old man ma
mined up gently: cor
It's TO you to say, chere. But me, UNI
ink vas" cur
The incorrigible angel raised her elbt
hes and swept the artist a single in
lift glance of still disdain nor
put cba catd