The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-09-22
,coutIpued From Yestcrdny.)

heaa under my cloak. Curious to see
the pretty signora'' alluded to, l asked
II I might personally restore the stray
pet to Its owner then and there.
"But certainly" said the smiling
padrona, in mellifluous tones of m
courtesy. IF you will generously give
/ yourself the trouble to ascend the stairs
| to the top-the very top, you under
stand?-of the house, YOU Will n the
| sirnora's studio. The signora's name,
| Giuletta Marchini. is on the door. All,
I Dio, But a minute ago she was here
weeping for the wicked Mitu!"
Plainly, Mitu understood this remark,
for he gave a smothered yelp by way
of relieving his feelings. And to put
him out of his declared remorse, sus-
pense and wretchedness as soon as pos
sible, / straightway began TO "gener-
ously give myself the trouble" of climb
ing UP to his mistress's domicile. The
stairs were many steep, but at last,
well-nigh breathless, | reached the top
most floor of the tall old house, n
| knocked gently at the door, which di-
rectly faced me, and on which the name
"Giuletta Marchini'' was painted in
neat black letters. Mitu was now
trembling all over with excitement, and
when the door opened n a fair
woman looked out, exclaiming in sur
prised, glad accents, "Oh, Mitu! Caro-
Mitu!' he could stand it no longer.
Wriggling out of my arms, he pounced
on tho floor inc writhed there with
yelps and banks of mingled pain II
ecstacy, while I, in n few words, eS-
planned to his owner the nature of his
misadventure. She listened, with sweet
expression of interest in her thoughtful,
dark eyes, and a smile lighting up one
of the most spirituelle faces I ever saw.
You la been very kind" she said,
and l do not know 10Y to thank you
enough. Mitu is such a dear little
friend to me that | should have been
miserable had I. lost him. But he Is of
a very rowing disposition, I'm afraid,
and he is always getting into trouble.
Do come into the studio and rest-the
stairs are so fatiguing."
1 accepted this invitation gladly, but
scarcely had l crossed the threshold
of the room thar I started back with
an involuntary exclamation. There,
facing me on the wall, was a rough
cartoon in black and white Of the
Daphne as exhibited by Nehemiah
p. Hoskins!"
"Why!" / cried, that Is a sketch of
the picture I lave just scent"
Giuletta Marchini smiled and looked
at me attentively.
All! you have been visiting the
American studios" she asked.
mot all of them, This morning /
have only seen Mr.. Hoskins's work.
"Ah!' she said again, and was silent.
Impulsively l turned and looked at
her. She was attending to Mitu's In
jured paw. She had placed him on a
cushion and was ~bandaging his wound
carefully. with def. almost surgical
skill. I noticed her hands, how refined
they were In shape, with the delicate
tapering fingers that frequently indi-
cate an artistic temperament studied
tho woman herself. Young and as
slight as a reed, with a quantity of fair
hair partially lifted in thick waves from
a broad, intelligent brow, h did not
bear any semblance to hat type known
as an Ordinary woman. She was evil
IDENTIFY something apart from the com
monplace. BY and by I found out q
certain likeness In her to the Daphne
of Hoskins's wonderful picture, and
thinking l had made a discovery, J
said:
"Sureiy you sat to Mr.. Hoskins foi
the figure of Daphne"
Smiling she shook her head in tho
negative.
! felt a little embarrassed. had
taken her for a model, whereas it wa:
possible she might be an artist herself
of great talent. J murmured something
apologize, and she laughcd-a clear
sweet, ripping laugh of purest mirti
and good humor.
"Oh. YOU must not apologize" she
said. Il know it must seem to yoi
very singular to find the first sketch
Of the Daphne here and the finished
picture in Mr.. Hoskins's studio. And
it is really such an odd coincidence
that, through Mitu. you should come
to nc Immediately after visiting Mr.
Hoskins, that | feel ! shall have TO eX'
plain the matter. But, first, may | asl
you to lool, round my studio? Yor
will find other things besides thai
Daphne cartoon"
/ did look round, with ever-growinp
wonder and admiration. There were
"other things as she said-things OF
such marvellous beauty and genius MS
it would be difficult to find in any mod
ern art studio. In something of in.
%credulity and amazement, I instantly
asked:
"These studies are yours-you die
them all YOURSELF"
Her level brows contracted a little
then she smiled.
"If you had been a man / should
have expected that question. But, be
ing a woman. / wonder at your sug.
costing it! Yes-I do my work myself
every bit of it! | love it, 1 am Jealous
of it while it remains with me. I have
no master-I have taught myself all
know, and everything you see in thi,
room is designed and finished by my
own hand-I am not Mr.. Hoskinsi"
A sudden light broke in upon me.
You painted the 'Daphne'i' | cried
She looked full at me. with a touch
of melancholy in her brilliant eyes.
Eyes. I painted the Daphne"
"Then how-why-" | began, excit-
eddy.
why do | allow Mr.. Hoskins to put
his name to ito" she said. "Well, he
gives me TWO thousand francs for the
permission-and two thousand francs
Is a small fortune to my mother and
to me-"
But you could sell your pictures