The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1907-08-29


cumstances allows herself to be con-
tradicted. Indeed, she avows tha<
she only kissed the handkerchief, and
did not touch the model at all. Even
then the wastfulness would be the
same, but this for the moment I
forgave in view OF future amends.
Now. the next quarrel was the very
last one up to date. The Athene had
been triumphantly finished and sent
to the exhibition-room. Marie and
celebrated its departure with feast
In the studio. We had tea, and, of
course. as l was not watching her
at the moment. she poured on the wa
ter before IL was boiling, and when
demonstrated she raised her eye
brows petulantly and said something
about such trivialities," and also
that the water certainly was boiling
because 1t had been on the stove
lever so long" In addition to the
tea we had cakes and pain d'epices
and those long chocolates rolls with
the mysterious white paste inside.
But, in spite of all these external
marks of festivity. there was unques-
tionably a gloom over the studio,
and the vacant place on the work.
table where the Athene had stood
looked at us reproachfully, while the
, skull distinctly sneered in the most
unpleasant possible manner.
l began to talk vivaciously about
the next piece of work should un-
dertake, and Marie suggested head
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ceptible toss of her own little head,
but / knew that there were tears in
her voice, although she says now
that it was only my conceit that made
me think so And then the concierge
| came to the door with letter upon
which there was ten centimes to pay.
Because had no change, Marie paid
1t for me, and / said that would re-
pay her at once, but all the same I
vowed to myself that / never would.
The sight of the contents OF the
envelope reminded me of delicious
little pleasantly which had devised,
and which yet was no more than JUS
tlce. 1t was a printers proof of the
| official catalogue, of the Ecole ex-
hibits, and 1 tossed 1t across to Ma
| rie, and then watched delightedly
while she was finding the entry Of
the Athene.
She looked at it blankly, and then,
with her round eyes open to the
fullest extent, she said, But what
does it mean. monsieur? Who has
made an error so stupid?"
1 took the paper from her and read
what I expected to read, having my
self supplied the words:
mo. 2. Tete d'Athene, par
Charles Marvin ct Marie Cabot"
She stood up, and for the first time
I saw her really angry. But. mon
sieur," she said, ut is cruel. This
have not deserved, to be thus ridi-
culed."
"But, emoiselle-Marie,"
pleaded, "believe me, meant no Jest.
On my honor, the work was your as
much as mine, and without such ac-
acknowledgement l could not exhibit" !"
But she was not to be comforted.
She covered her face with her hands,
and saw the tears trickling through,
and then, as l Intellectually strove to
make amends, she sobbed, 1T is so
absurd, so ridiculous. Everybody
will know and everybody will laugh.
and wherever l go 1 shall be
ashamed. Two different names to
one little model. 1t is betise, a
betise."
But, Marie" expostulated, "it is
but proof, and by stroke of the
pen l will change 1t. See, will do
1t even now''-taking up pencil and
trying to draw her fingers from her
face. Look, dear child. l will put it
right. and whoever laughs shall not
laugh second time. See, now
and l made her look, but the little
tear-stained face was almost more
than l could bear.
None the less, 1 took my fate in
both hands, and as she watched me
carefully erased both names and in
serted above them the words, par
Monsieur ct Madame Charles Mar
: vim"
Marie gave little hurt cry, but,
knowing that 1t was case of now
or never, caught her In my arms
and would not let her say word un-
til knew that had won her. What
l myself said do not know, and Ma
rie says that she does not know either
! and If l had not stopped her she
+, would have said that neither did she
] care. But the amended proof was
2 sent back, and before the judges as
sembled the catalogue was justified