Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-12-10

at full galop, fine, fat, mud pie
landed in the middle of my
painting. l fairly yelped.
To get it all off was hopeless However, went at it.
and was cursing the job when heard the hoofs
coming back and the rider pulled up close to me-
IL heard you cry out said voice, very full and low.
@Did hurt you? hope not
mo l said without looking up. "Small thanks to
you that you didn't
My tone slenced her for a moment. Somehow
though got the feeling that she amused more than
abashed at my resentment And her voice was sus-
piciousy meek when she presently spoke again.
"Youre artist, aren't you?'
NO. said busily scrapng away at my copperpate.
I'm an archeoogst. engaged in exhuming an ancient
ruin from a square mile of mud
She laughed; but i'll a moment became grave again.
"Im so sorry!' she said. Il know shouldn't
plungng around turns in that reckless way May II
should like to-buy your picture?'
"You may not" replied.
@That isn't quite fair, is it," she asked "If have
done damage, should be allowed to repair it."
"Repair?" said l. "How do you propose to do it? 1
suppose that you think picture that be bought for
hundred dollar bill can be painted with hundred
dollar BILL
mo; I'm not altogether Philistine,' she said and
looked up her for the first time Her face ELIsIoN
AND COMMENT BY KENT: knoaO her face from the
sketches. Why could he not hare described the horse?
Hopeper there's one point clear: she is 1coman Of
mednS.)
She said, Il don't wonder you're cross. And I'm
truly sorry. Is it quite ruined?"
At that recovered some decency of manner. "For-
give hermit l said, "who doesn't enough people
to keep him civilized. The daub doesn't matter
She leaned over from the saddle examine the pic
ture ooh but it isn't daub!' she protested. IL
know little about pictures. It's very interesting and
curious. But why do you paint it on copper"
/ explained.
@Oh!' she said. II should like your prints!"
Nothing easier, said l. any shack is just the
hill"
"And there is Mrs. her eyes suggested that fill
the blank
"Sedgwick?" finished. NO There is no one but
my aged and highly respectable Chinaman to play pro-
prety. But in the of studio con1enances are
not rigid but that may look pictures unchaper
oned
I'm afraid it wouldn't do she answered. smiling
mo- I'll have to wait until" A shadow passed over
her face. @Tm afraid III have to give it up"
CHANCE settled that point then and there As she
- finished. she in my arms. The girth had
loosened and the saddle had turned with her. had
barely time to twist her foot from the srrup when the
brute of horse boted AS it was her ankle got bit
OF wrench. She turned quite white and cried out a
little. In moment she was herself again.
King Cole has been acting badly all day." she said
Il shall have time catching him." She imped forward
few steps,
Here, that won't do" said |. "Let me-"
You couldn't get near hirn-though, perhaps if you
had some salt
Il can get some at my place" said l. gathering up
my things. "Your horse is headed that way. You'd
better along and there while Ching Lung and
round up your mount
comment BY c. K: Here foloacs talk, shoscing
hosc young people imberceby and nnconsciouy
an acquaintance; but not cord upon the val point of
ridden out, or fresh, etc.,