The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1908-09-24


"Au right, my joutal ruler ot Bagdad."
ply out Of you, with footnotes, ap-
pendix and unpublished fragments.
Oh, | know what to do when | see
victuaIs coming toward nses III little
old Bagaad-on-thes esubway..l strike
the asphalt three times with ny f0rs-
head and get ready to spieg gFaEAs 40r
my sIIDDer. 7 cIaffyI ptssv
/ late Tommy Tucker, who was forced
to hand out vocal harmony for his pre-
digested wheaterina and spoopju."
Il do not ask your story" said Chal-
mers Il tell you frankly that 1t was
sudden whim that prompted me to
send for some stranger to dine with
| me. assure you you will not suffer
| through any curiosity OF mine"
"Oh. fudge!' exclaimed the guest. en-
Enthusiastically tackling his soup. Il
don't mind it IL bit. I'm regular orr
/ entail magazine with red cover and
| the leaves cut when the caliph walks
| abroad. In fact, we fellows in the bed
| line have sort of union rate for things
of this sort Somebody's always stop
| ping and wanting to know what
/ brought us down so low in the world.
For IA sandwich and 4 glass OF beer |
tell 'em that drink did it. For corned
beef and cabbage and !, cup OF coffee |
give ein the hard hearted landlord
six months in the hospital lost job
| story sirIoin steak and quarter
for a bed gets the Wall street tragedy
of the swept away fortune and the
gradual descent This is the first
spread of this kind I've stumbled
against haven't got a story to fit It.
! I'll tell you what, Mr.. Chalmers, I'm
going to tell you the truth FOR this II
you'll i&sen to it. It'll he harder for
you 10 believe than the made up ones"
..n hour later the Arabian guest lay
back with sigh of satisfaction while
Phillips brought the coffee and cigars
and cleared the ia bic.
"Dd you ever hear of Sherrard Plu
merT' he asked. with a strange smile.
Il remember the nanie." said Chal
mers. He was painter, | think, OF
good deal of prominence few years
ago"
Five years said the guest. Then
went down like chunk Of lead I'm
Sherrard plumer. | sold the last por
trait painted for s., coo. After that
couldn't have found u sitter for 9
gratis picture"
what was the trouble?" Chalmers
could not resist asking
Inn.
griully, Never quite understood l
myself For awhile swan like F.;
cork broke into the swell Grove
and got commissions right aud left
The newspapers called NE ! fashiona
bic painter Then the funny thing
began to happen. Whenever finished
picture people would come to see J
: and whisper and look queerly at on
another.
: Il soon found out what the trOubl
was. | had knack of bringing out II
: the face OF portrait the hidden char
acter Of the original. | don't know ho1
+. l did i'll painted what ! saV-but
know ii aid me Some OF my sitter
: were fearfuily enraged and refuse
their pictures. | painted tie portral
: of a very beautiful and popular societ
e dame When it was finished her hus
0 band looked at it with a peculiar e1
pressiou on his face. and the next wee
he sued for divorce
! Il remember one case of a prom
t nent banker who sat to me While
: had his portrait on exhibition IN N
studio an acquaintance of his came
t to look q It Bless me- says he. doe
r he really look like that: told him
: was considered a faithful likeness.
:. lsezvr noticed that expression about b
d eses before said he. ! thinaS I'll dro
down town and change mr. bank a
o count He did drop down but Il
y bark account was gone aud so VIZ
# Mr. Barker.
l. ..It wasn't loag Ill! Ley put me o.