Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-10-05

j. S. Chandler
AUCTIONEER
511 CHURCH STREET,
OTTUMWA IOWA
that feet alone will give you a high
place among those whose approval you
despise. Put having won that, youll
have to live UP to it. Having accept
| ed the position, you'll have to show
yourself equal to Its tasks. All your
own simple tastes and habits Of life
must be abandoned. You'll nave to
give up your art"
"No,' he Numbered, bringing his
clinched hand down on the table.
| Eyes, Roger You need only re-
| fleet minute to see how incongru-
GUS your art will have become in your
new surroundings. An artist Is es!
sentially worker, a toiler, and rela-
! lively poor man. You on the con-
| trary, will have become one of the
few very rich men in the whole world
| You can see at once how absurd IT
would be to go on painting portraits
at five or ten or even twenty thou
| sand dollars apiece. In the first place,
you'd be taking the bread out of
other mems mouths and In the second
place your new duties wouldn't ALLOW
you the time. The first thought Of, a
| man as rich as you will be must be
| his money-the care of 1t. the spend
ing Of it, or even the giving away Of
| It. Art will mean no more to yon
then than the crutch would mean to
an eagle. You've got to face that
fact. I'm only putting It before vol,
now so that you won't rebel against
it when It's too late. II will be cas-
Ter for you to give 1t UP beforehand,
of your own free choice, than to have
the renunciation forced upon you.
when you don't want to make 1t. But
on the other hand, You'll have Paula.
There'll be that compensation ut
least. If there's to be a revolution
In your life, It will be the kind Of rev
olution that comes to man when he's
torn away from the interests of the
world to go and live In heaven"
I Marah said much more, but VIII,
ship followed with only wavering
attention. He was realizing with
. |
7 Of Trafford's proposition would mean.
The reversal of his aims became
more complete as he saw it in the
light of her direct feminine ohserya-
lions. Hitherto he had thought chief
ly of the change to be produced with
in himself--of the giving up Of his
pursuit of vengeance, and Of sae aban-
donment of those altruistic social
principles which he had urged upon
others as being of the American re-
public's very soul. He had not seen
himself as he would figure in the eyes
of those who formed his world-the
men and women who had looked up
to him, who had encouraged him, and
whose mouth-tomouth applause had
been large element in his present
incipient celebrity. They were the
generous. eager, enthusiastic young
souls whom Paris had drawn from
every corner of the Union to send
them back again with ideas heightea.
! ed, broadened, and clarified by touch
with the accumulated wisdom of
mankind. For ten years Winship had
gone In and out among them, sharing
their ambitions, their follies and their
tasks, gradually SOLDERING to one
steady visitor of the good they would
. all do when they went home" His
, heart had gone out 10 theirs, and
J their hearts to him. in that sort OF
i trust which contains the element Of
lifelong bond, defyfng chance and
J change. 1t would have been hard
J enough to turn his back. on them In
, any case; it was harder still to know
! that after he had done 1t they would
8 boot him down with pitiless, jeerine
! anathemas. They were still young
, and ardent enough to show no mercy
{ on the man who could sell his ideals
, for fortune.
; When Marah went to bed he paced
/ up and down the studio thinking Q
r them. He came back from them t,
Z himself again, and passed from him
9 self to the thoughts Of the beloved ar
/: he must abandon with the rest H
/ when she first expressed 1t, but littlt
Z she was right. The hugely wealth!
t portrait painter would be futile AMI
r anomalous. Art was in some sense
Il the daughter of necessity, and ht
4 would become incapable of worl
when he entered into the NirVana o
s Paul Trafford's money.
! He went about the room taking III
/. and laying down the familiar object
9 connected with his painting. 1t seen
! ed to him already as If he came bacl
! to them like disembodied spirit w
Il able to handle them any more II
il drew the cloth away from the newl
I finished portrait on the easel, ant
r stood gazing at it, as il bidding it /;
a mute farwell. When he lit mis- candl
$ and went to bed he knew that his min
d was made up. He knew In fact, tina
), it had been made up, from the begiI
il ming. Whatever might be his pail
= at forsaking his old life. he could hav
IT no real hesitation when Paula ma
II need Of him to make hers anew.
di On Thursday afternoon he went L