The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1905-04-22

III yOuT uOule CITY.
Then others came up to her and h
was outside the little circle.
But the next day and the many thai
followed showed no more of her mo.
mentary softening, and she resumed
her old careless manner toward him
The season ended, and they both re-
turned to the city, where he became
frequent caller at Mrs. Lothrop's
Always was the longing in his heart
but Lucille did not relax.
Her sister chided her one night after
he had left them.
HE loves you, Lucille" she re
preached.
"Oh, l don't know" said the girl
turning away her lustrous eyes. They
say he has always been sought after
by women. but is never serious"
That's what they say of you
Lucille" returned Mrs. Lothrop, &C
cusingly.
But Lucille was humming gay little
French chanson, and made no re-
Spouse.
Paul Willis stood before his easel
gazing at the unfinished picture-the
picture of fair-haired boy and a per-
feet darling of little girl, who were
both looking up at the wall. One OF
his old photographs had served as mis-
model for the lads portrayal. and love
had brought to his memory her child
ish face, but the picture that was to
hang on the wall he could only dimly
recall. The subject and the attitude
of the man on the horse that had so
stirred his young fancy were in his
memory, but not perfectly enough to
transfer to canvas.
The next day, while rummaging
through the old stock of picture
dealers he saw small painting in
antique frame that brought forth an
exclamation of surprise and JOY.
Where did you get this?" he cried
"A lady sold 1t to me-" replied the
dealer. "She had met with reverses
and"
do you know where she got it?"
Yes. She said the man who once
owned the original of the horse in the
picture gave it to her.
Willis secured the prize, and hast
ened to his studio, painting 1.-THE pic
ture on the wall" with haste and skill.
1t was Lucile's birthday. She was
glancing with half pleasure and half
humor at the array of books, flowers
and confectionery that covered the
library table when a maid brought her
in a note.
There is e great, big package just
come" she announced. shall l have 1t
fetched in hcre?"
"Wait!" and Lucille opened the en-
velope and scanned the note.
"Oh, Ethel" she cried to her sister.
paul Willis has sent me a picture
one he painted! Yes Ito the maid)
have them bring 1t in here and opened
here"
She was not little excited and curl
Gus. Paul was attracting notice in the
world of art and to possess one of his
pictures was privilege. What would
the subject be?
When the final wrappings were re-
moved, she stood before 1t silent and
memory-moved.
Her. sister gave little cry of pleas
ure.
"Oh, Lucille! I understand how he
could paint you, but how could he re-
member that picture-the one we all
loved so and we were so provoked when
papa gave 1t away. Why, Paul was a
mere child when he saw it," -
The maid now brought in a second
package, small picture, with explain
atory note.
Lucille unpacked the portrait-the
one thing left to her from her cid
home.
Later, when Paul Willis called, he
found her still standing before the pic
ture he had painted. He stood beside
her as they had stood in their child
hood, only now she was gazing intent
ly at the picture, while his eyes were
upon her.
She began to fear lest he should hear
her heart-beats.
Paul" she said tremulously, Il 1--we
1t sol"
"Lucile!" he said in low, passionate
tones, Lucille, love me. too, can't you?
I have loved you so long!"
Paul." very softly, II have loved
you since the night at the ball"
"Lucile!"
He gathered her in his arms.
But you were so cold-so Indifferent
always. Lucile!" he said presently.
How could you hurt me so?"
Il was afraid" she murmured, that
you did not really care / hoped you
did, and then remembered your tone
once when you said: And this must
be little Lucille Feltonv" His laugh
was good to hear.
And the children 30 long separated
were again united.--N o. Tlmes-D DEM