Smyrna times., 1911-09-06
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NOVEL"
1t Was Not a Best Seller, but 1t
Regenerated Man
By GWENDOLEN WHITING
Copyright by American Press Asso-
citation, 1911.
By CWENDOLEN WHITING
Copyright by American Press Asso-
citation, 1911.

a woman whom it would not be desir-
able for him to marry.
Mr.. Trevor, made up his mind to
leave the city in which he resided, re-
main in hiding for awhile, then take
up his abode in another place. The
summer season was coming on, ena-
bling him to go to the country, remain
there till fall, then turn up in the city
Of his new residence.
For his temporary abode he selected
a secluded spot on Lake B., among
beautiful hills. He had artistic tastes
that he desired to cultivate, and there
were many vistas about the lake that
would bear being transferred to can
vas. The place was not a summer re-
sort, and he was unlikely to meet any
one who knew him. He would pass
under the name of Brown so that if
his presence was reported among those
sOjournihg in the rural districts his
identity would be concealed.
For two or three days after his ar
rival at the Coventry inn, where he
took up his abode. he felt very well
satisfied with himself. To be good
was a new sensation with him, and
he rather enjoyed it He did more
or less daubing, but he had very little
artistic talent, and his copies of beau
tiful scenes in the neighborhOod would
never have been recognized for the
originals.
One morning while he was sketching
a girl, whose fashionable attire indi-
Gated that she was city bred-she car
ried a silk parasol covered with ex-
pensive lace-came sauntering down
the road.
The lady. having literary tastes, was
endeavOring to make a name for her
self in belles-lettres. She had about
as much talent for scribbling as Mr
Brown had for painting. But she had
submitted a number of her effusions
to her intimate friends, all of whom
told her that she was genius. She
had therefore determined to bury her
self for the summer among woods and
waters to gain the inspiration of soil
tude and write a novel.
The moment she saw Archie Trevor
his face struck her as familiar. Then
it came to her that she had seen his
| photOgTavure in an art journal, and
lastly she remembered that this like
ness was that of celebrated artist
Had Archie been a nobody not even
their lonely surroundings would have
induced her to break conventional city
rules by speaking to him. But, recog
nizing him, as she supposed. for q
genius and feeling that freemasonry
which exists among geniuses. barring
jealousy, she stood behind him anC
looked at his picture.
Excuse me, sir" she said, "but an
a great admirer of the fine arts, espe
cially painting. That bit of farm vista
is beautiful. The pile Of hay in the
center looks so ruralp'
You are mistaken in that pile O
hay" replied Brown. rising and pull
ing of his little felt top covering. 81
is a pond"
"Oh. you impressionistsp exclaimed
the critic. What peculiar method.
you use for producing effects! Nov
that stand farther away from you
picture l see a veritable pond. ant
the swan is perfect"
'"That is boy in punt"
Another impressionist method. TIL,
light struck the paint glaringly. From
this point 1 see what you intend"
Archie remained silent
II should not have known'you had
not seen a picture of you," continued
the lady.
: "a picture Of me!''
Eyes. just before coming to the coun
try"
Archie knit his brows. Could hi
disappearance have caused a commo
ton? Had his picture been publishe,
for his Identification? Surely the VIC
man he was trying to break wit
would not descend to that.
, Il confess" said the girl, "that
too, am incog. | came to the countr
to get away from the world"
"But how in the world did you ge
] on to meP'
"Ot, you men of genius can't cor
ceal yourselves. Your very presenc
! bespeaks a difference from othe
! men,"
"Men of geniusr'
"How clever you are in your metho
+ Of throwing one of the track? Tha
/ look Of surprise is very well feigned.
t Archie heayed a sigh of relief Ev
IDENTIFY the girl had mistaken him fo
some one else.
'You say you are incog.," he ver
tured. May l ask the reason fc
your not wishing to be known?"
81 don't mean that l am passing vi
der an assumed name. 1 came to tn
- country to write fiction. l am Iren
Iddleston"
''IndeedP' said Archie. He suppose
that Irene Iddleston was a great no'
elist and didn't care to display Il
norance of her or her works.
"We two. both having artistic taste
may assist each other in our work.
should be pleased to see you at
farmhouse where l am stopping. NJ
Brown"
Trevor started