New-York tribune., 1910-09-04

YOU because you make me laugh, You're
SO little and so fat, your mouth is SO
large and your eyes are so small, and your
face is all criss-crossed with funny lines!
Oh. I understand now. The sculptor that
carved you must have been a beginner"
What an extraordinary girl; but I'll
Eumor her thought ChrysOs. as he in
vited the marble lady to sit beside him.
Il never saw Pygmalion sit the way you
do remarked GaIatea.
'Eh?'
of course not. Why. he always puts
his arm around my waist-so, That is bet
ter You ask. who is my mother? I never
had one People usually have mothers, you
say. Well, perhaps; but then. Pygmalion,
who made me, is cIeverer than most men,
The pleasing job of making love to a
warm. breathing statue was interrupted for
Chrysos by the entry of Daphne
You brazen girl, I am Chrysos's wife, "
said Daphne.
Are you?" asked Galatea Then Chry-
SOS. unhand me please; Pygmalon says I
may not love the husband to the wife 3
face. I wonder why
It's only a statue" apologized Chrysos.
Statue fddlesticks," screamed Daphne.
Il wasn't born yesterday, though you We
the impudence to tell NE she was
Attracted by the racket, Pygnalion and
the members of his houshold came run
ming into the room, and the confusion was
heightened by the arrival from Athens of
Cynsca. the sculptor's wife, who had been
away a night and day on shopping er-
rands Cynisca perceived at once the Won
GrOus resemblance of GaIatea to Pygma-
liens handiwork. heard the story of the
going up to the lovely stranger, kissed her
{ a sister
Our husbands have tricked Us, GYMS
ca cried Daphne warringly. They re-
both in love with that statue as they call
her Take my advice, and never leave your
husband henceforth or leave him alto
gether As for me-, 4m going home TO bolt
my doors against<the faithless Chrysos."
She fiouncea out, her detected husband
foIIouin1z ner-
'':fast thou been false" said Cynisca-
turning 10 the sculptor. TO all the prom
lses made TO NE before I left?"
on. no, he hasn't" Interrupted Galatea
eagerly. He has obeyed your every wish
even that dearest wish Of thine that he
should love the marble image of thyself
whilst thou vert goner'
Spare me. Cynisca"' begged Pygmalion
We'll ! know thou hast the power to call
down the curse Of blindness from thy god
dess Artemis upon me. but it is the gods
have outraged by my impious prayer
not thee
.'PitifuI adventurer - scorned the wife
Come. be q man, Look I am all alone
and thou hast thy statue bride Dear Ar
tennis. I pray, if e'er in deed or thought
Pyg1nalion hath been untrue to me, iet him
row pay the penalty
Blinded the sculptor bowed and covered
his eyes with his hands. Cynisca hatefullv
thrust Galatea from her. The end Of The
story Is soon told The wretched sightless
sculptor learning dat his wife meant 70
abandon him forever prepared To Kill him
self Poor CIalatea vas horrer-stricken az
the news To save mis- life she determined
Ia perscnate the absent Cynisca.
Gods. DO not ask PygmalIon's love-
she PRAYED 4 only ask Pygmaiions life :"
rll.. blind sculptor overheard this prayer.
and as ne listened TO the seeming voice of
Cvnlsca forgiying him he was overjoyed.
..Tbnu didst not love Gaatea. then o.
asked the statue, speaking as Cynisca
No AT first, in truth. in mad amaze
u7ent az the miracle I yielded To her god
sent influence. for l had worshipped her be
fore she lived. because she called CynisCa
f.rs - me. but when she lived, that love
died Y-ore by word And now, he added.
7 would not have my sight again lest II