Virginia citizen. (Irvington, Va.) 1891-1921, 1909-04-23
HER NAMES
SHADOW.
BY ESTHER sANCBORN.
Copyrighted. 1909. by Associated
Literary Press.

But that nafne-so beautiful, SO poetic
al. sounding like an utterance In one
short burning word of womanlv
/ beauty almost divine-was as a curse
TO her.
1t made her morbid She shiyered
lest people learn II and smile at the
: incongruity.
Superconscious OF her angles her
lack OF color and dark circled eyes. re-
Elected In every shop window, Beryl
wondered why she had been named so
anonymously. She almost cried when
wizened old woman with parcb-
ment skin. in charge OF fruit stand.
answered to the name OF Violet
| What would she, Beryl Stanhope. be
like twenty-five years hence?
She could not free herself from the
, tormentipg thought. In old age. with
ugiiness intensified. she must still hear
| the musical Beryl applied to her. n
name designed for round, milk
skinned creature. with hair like corn
silk and eyes the color OF a calm sea.
! the cool, restful blue that Is more
nearly green.
She was reasoning TO silence her
ever renewed womanly hunger for
| beauty OF person when she tapped at
the studio shared by her brother md
Lsndley Wood. Her brother was out.
but Wood was painting feverishly, n
seldom seen emulation on his serious
face.
Come In, Miss stanhope." he called
Hospitality. "Dick will be back In n
Jifry. We are both making hay while
the sun shines this week. Miss Cuyler
is kindly posing for us. and she leaves
the city Monday.
Beryl had not glanced at the model
throne, but at this she turned quickly
and caught her breath with a little
! gasp. A girl with the sheen of corn
, silk in her hair and eyes like a lapis
lazuli sea was sllhouetted against q
background of pale green plush.
A sharp pain that Beryl did not
know was envy shot to her heart as
she drank In the sumptuous eoloring
OF the nonchalant beauty Recovering
her ccmposure with an effort, she re-
turned Miss Cuyier's greeting and
stepped forward.
Are you and Dick working on one
theme. Mr.. WoodT she asked. MAY
seer"
Not one theme" answered Wood.
"Dick Is doing an AndrOmache, but
mine is only study, an ideal head.
III be very glad OF your criticism.
Miss Stanhope. My work fails to sat
isfy me-"
Lindley Woods pictures usually re-
ceived praise from his friends sister.
but for once there were no exclama-
4 f0rv rornori.c Altar lo,,.r toll -
drew back a step with heightened cc!-
or.
Wherefore the name?' she asked
haughtily.
"Berylr" said Wood unconcernedly.
touching up the round white throat on
his canvas. THAT is just a fancy OF
mine. Haven't you names to lit your
ideal types2 / would not think Of
painting a blond Judith or dark
Rosamond. I've always had liking
for the name Of Berylr'-with boyish
eagerness-"and Miss Cuyler happens
TO look my conception OF It. Do you
like the pose2'
Very much" she replied. thankful
she could say so honestly. But there
was n strange Infection In her voice,
despite her effort. Lindley Woods
keen ear caught II. and he responded
with swift artistic intuition.
you see something wrong with IT,"
he exclaimed. II want TO know what
II is. BE frank, and tell rna why you
do not like my Beryl."
! The living Beryl tremh'rd foolishly
as she buttoned her coat. Seek TO
please the institute committee. not
i M Cd 10
worth that doleful expression, Mr..
Wood. Tell Dick ] shall expect him
early" And. with n nod that included
the model. she left the ROOM
Over their tete-a-tete dinner that
night Berry, tried to question her
brother about Y.indley Woods interes'
In Miss Cuyier. But she could not
Her brother had been strangely pre-
occupied OF late. and table converse
ton was monosyllabic
Wood hasn't been here for some
time" he remarked suddenly. and
Beryl, surprised In her thoughts. was
glad that the doorbell spared her
q reply. When Dick returned his
friends name was not mentioned.
-Beryl sat reading In the little parlor
when her brother went out Ito pay
some calls" he said evasiveiy. When
the door closed behind him she drop
ped her book and assumed ease.
facfng up and down the rooms, she
assured herself that she would go to
work at something presently and for
get the episode But. try as she would,
her heart was filled with bitterness
that her brothers friend--her friend,
too. she had once thought-should have
been SO heartless, so utterly coptemptu.
Gus OF her as TO paint an ideal Beryl.
He could not have told me my short.
comings more brutally In plain words"
whispered she passionately.
Then, seeing something white on the
hall rug. she stopped and picked up a
card. Edith CuyIer," she read-her
brothers Andromache and Lindley
Woods Beryl! In that moment she
felt almost as If she hated both artists
and their model
chaos of thoughts danced through
her brain. but through II all she al
ways saw the pink and white face that
had smiled from Woods canvas abov.
her name
Unable to stay indoors, she put on
her wraps and went out, but even the
clear ozone of the waters night did
not arouse her from the strange thran
put upon her by the card.
She turned into the block where
some friends. the Stones, lived. but she