The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1909-08-15
A SERVICE OF LOVE,
Story of Two Art Students Who
ToiIed For Each Other.
BY o. HEN RY.


Col
When one loves ones art no service
seems too hard.
That is our premise. This story shall
draw q conclusion from it and show at
the same time that the premise is in
correct. That will be q new thing in
logic and a feat In story telling some
what older than the great wall Of
China.
Joe Larrabee came out OF the post
oak Oats of the middle west pulsing
With genius for pictorial art. At six
he drew picture Of the town pump
with prominent citizen passing 1t
hastily. This effort was framed and
hung In the drug store window by the
side of the ear Of corn with an uneven
number Of rows. At twenty be left
for New York with a flowing necktie
and capital tied up somewhat
closer.
Della Caruthers did things in six
octaves so promisingly in a pine tree
village in the south that her relatives
Clipped in enough in her chip hat for
her to go ''north" and finish" They
could not see her f. But that is our
story.
Joe and Della met In an atelier
where a number Of art and music stu.
dents had gathered to discuss chiaros-
euro, Wagner, music, Rembrandt's
works, pictures. Waldteufel. wall pa
per, Chopin and oolong.
Joe and Della became enamored one
| of the other or each Of the other, as
you please, and in short time were
married. for (see above) when one
loves ones art no service seems toC
| hard.
| Mr.. and Mrs. Larrabee began house
keeping in a fat 1t was lonesome
fat-something Ike the A sharp way
down at the left hand end of the key.
board. And they were happy, for they
had their art, and they had each other
And my advice to the rich young mar
would be-sell all thou hast and give
it to the poor-janitor for the privilege
of living in fat with your art and
your Della.
Flat dweilers shall indorse my die
tum that theirs is the only true happi
ness. II home is happy it cannot 81
too close. Let the dresser collapse
and become a billiard table; let the
mantel turn to a rowing machine. the
escritoire to a spare bedchamber. tht
washstand to an upright piano; let thu
four walls come together. il they will
so you and your Della are between
But If home be the other kind let it b
wide and Iong-enter you at the Gold
en- Gate. hang your hat on Hatteras
your cape on Cape Horn and go on
by the Labrador.
Joe was painting in the class of tn
great Magister know his fame
His fees are high, his lessons are light
his high lights have brought him re
nown. Della was studying under Ro
senstock-you know his repute as
disturber of the piano keys.
They were mighty happy as long a
their money lasted So is every Blu
will not be cynical. Their aims wer
very clear and defined. Joe was to be
come capable very soon Of turning on
pictures that old gentlemen with thi
side whiskers and thick pocketbooE
/ would sandbag one another in his stu
dio for the privilege of buying. Deli
was to become familiar and then cor
temptuous with music. so that whe
) she saw the orchestra seats and boxe
unsold she could have sore throat an
, lobster in a private dining room an
refuse to go on the stage.
But the best. In my opinion. was tn
! home life in the little hat-the arden
voluble chats after the days stud,