Evening star., 1911-01-22

all blended into one marvellous ana per1ect Wnoe,
face to lose youth for to occupy age with the dream
of, meet death WITH" Have you? ask. have one,
and one only. l was at the Martin night dining
with some friends just two years ago this very month
back of u.s. but facing me,-for which Allah be praised!
sat the beautiful woman | have ever seen. |
could not take my eyes off OF her tired to again and
spread before appealed to slightly that night tor
the first time in my life realize now that was pos
tvely rude to my friends I looked so long and so
the top of Mrs. Craigens head that finally even
that most cheerful and long suffering OF women lost
and something else that didn't altogether catch Per
haps l star gazing; but had found star worth
gazing at, and that Joy no could take from
Isn't there drawer in that hghboy filled with sketches
| made from memory of that lovely face!
Once remember, of the men at the table with
my beautiful unknown gared at me; but he might just
well have saved that glare against time OF need for
she oblivous, apparently to my frank admlra
ton. if she had been hewn out OF the living rock.
Well, as said that is the one beautiful woman have
seen and but had seen her, until that
blessed afternoon when Faith into my studio.
Oh there doubt about 1t, no shadow OF doubt!
She and the girl the restaurant were and the
same Didn't know? Was not every feature fixed in
my mind with Photographic accuracy? Had not
searched spot my particular corner OF the earth
for her for mortal years? And thanked whatever
gods there be that at that moment sketches of her
tucked safely away out of sight should not have
minded SO much if Fenwick had not been present
1t is wonderful to face to face upon of
whom your nearJ ana nina nave Oeen Iull tnOuSn
denied to the sight of your eyes, to standing before
you in the ordinary, commonplace intercourse of daily
life who, for one brief space had lived in
your dreams alone,some whose existence remote,
intangible as actually had been had yet touched your
and nodded just surely the shore touched
and nodded by the seal You held silent in the pres
of great mystery. Your breath comes quickly,
your heart beats like mad thing. You fear to lose
the wonder see the vision fade before your eyes,
those eyes that have ached for sight of it. with the
coming of the spoken word
And SO stood there, speechless, awkward, embar
rassed, while Fenwick murmured the few commonplace
words of introduction And then pulled myself to-
geher and mumbled the usual bana1 things about being
charmed to meet Miss Falconer and that had heard
Mr. Fenwck speak of her often, and all the rest of
the bromide rot when all the time had all could do
to fall down my knees in thanksgiving for the
mere sight of her.
And knew then and there that l must paint her,
though the whole world stood in the way. Fenwick
might not take kindly to it. l have known him
occasion exhibit bit of the green eyed and with any
of his raved friends he amusing air of
proprietorshp which lasts until the ing period has
passed into the void. He wants you to know his ador
abes-oh yes!and to like them; but they His with
large H, mind YOU'D until the fever has burned itself
out And it is up to his frends-yes to his best
frend-to beware