Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1909-08-20

Then there came little piece of
paper into that studio-to that nest
to speak more correctly, of Art and
couple of spring buds. Upon that
paper was q message that came from
the other side of the world. Since
the receipt of 1t Sidney White was
never the same man. And poor y
Tome only wondered. 1t was rude,
to her Japanese way of thinking, to
ask many things of man, and then,
if he loved her, he would tell her all
she ought to know without her ever
asking. So she was silent-sad, be- |
cause he was sad.
Come with me, o Tome-san," he |
said to her one morning.
Where are we going?"
Il have found nest for you. AND
want to see if you like it or not"
And they walked up the hill side OF
Kobe City.
You see, sweetheart" he ex-
planned to her, Il have always thought
that you would like to have cottage
all your own. And l think I've found
1t. Well furnish it as you like, and
there you can do whatever you want.
will come and see you there very
often, and we won't be bothered with
people who come to my studio; for
am going to keep my studio as 1t is"
They saw the cottage, whose YER
anda laughed full-mouthed towards
the entrance of the famous inland
Sea of Japan.
| o Tome was delighted with 1t. 1t
was arranged that everything would
be put in order within a week, and
to move into 1t.
But why don't you move your
studio, too? / miss the pictures so
much" she said to him.
"Oh, sweetheart, you will have all
the pictures you want. You see, |
don't want any of my studio friends
bothering us at the cottage"
1t was about seventeen days since
Sidney White received a cablegram
stating that his parents would bring
out his wife with them to join him In
Japan. where he seemed to be max
ing such a prolonged study. Sidney
expected them seven days ahead. o
Tome was to move to her new cottage
four days hence.
She could speak English fluently
now. and nothing charmed the artist
as the honey words from her lips.
Her head nesting in his breast, heI
left arm around his neck, and the
! fingers of her right hand going astray
in the maze if his hair. making the
4 long, wayy locks ripple like the COLDER
3 surface of sunlit sea, she was muir
I muring:
: Dear, you have such pretty hair
r it's like the halos of saints you paint.
i There was the sound of many step
4 In the hall. The housemaid never al
i lowed anyone to enter the studio
without seeing II the artist were read!
t, to receive visitor. But this time thu
steps came steadily towards the doc
|, of the studio. Just as o Tome leapel
off the lap of Sidney the door fiey
5, open.
e There was a vigorous swish of
skirt.
it sidney exclaimed a stronge
c. voice than the dreamy melody of
i, Tones throat And he was lost BIZ
V. hind the flutter and whirl of foreig
lie millinery. resounding kiss.
q Great Heaven, Kate" gasped
husky voice.
Or A surprise party, my boyi" shoute
ty his father in the doorway I'VE di
y, surprise you!-hai ha! hal"
to Mrs. White released him at las
III She turned round to signal the oil
people to follow her example Tt
nr slim figure of o Tome stopped ht
IF, eyes. At once they flashed back
Sidney and found him ashy, all In
h. tremor Something hard entered Il
lis blue of her laughing eyes
pray, who is that, Sidney?' HI
voice sounded like the breaking of {
nd icicle.
ay Sidney was human flame in an l
ng slant. He stammered.
lis Husband, for Heavens sake
d: cried the lady, and then, turning
he o Tome roughly: who are your"
81 am just his model, madam" 81
ly, said quietly in English with her he
ais down Mr.. White wanted to pal
int me-"
She walked out noiselessly.
ad That was the last time Sidney VIII
saw o Tome. Yes, he is hunting
ou her however hunting. But l thi
in he would find an insane asylum 10
before he would find o Tome.