The Washington herald., 1913-02-16

mustache. His eyes are as clear as those
of a boy. but they are keen. and they
look az you and through you calmly ano
thoroughly, not cruelty or critically. but
1uite as If it were just in the days work
He has a touch OF the dapperness oi
the true Partisan. His clothes were well
built and fitted him well, yet you ieei
he'd be lust as impressive in a bathrobe
or a bearskin.
SEEMED A BUSINESS LEADER.
Somehow he seemed like anything in
the world to me but poet. A man OF
big enterprises. perhaps; n director or
men, Of trusts, of the state; soul born
to command. but not the writer OF CLASSIC
odes and of dainty ballades.
1t simply shows that you never can tell.
It's no use imagining that men ana
women have their meters written on
their personalities. because they seldom
do. and you'd soon find 1t out II you LOON
up interviewing as a pastme-
.'I wish I had more practice In Eng
',isb" Monsieur R;chepin continued wheh
Wa had settled down by the long French
,yindovs which looked out into another
scrap of garden at the back of the mouse.
L
T cot so IL is quite easy; but who In faris
will talk to me except In trench' MS
exnression was pltiful in the extreme d.
he asked this question and adoeo'
II is impossible ] can never use my Ih9
;ish here, so It gets out or oroei' ou'
should 1 not be able to follow you' you
can ask me what you wish In ffehch' IL
1t not so?' r.,
"Au right" twittered Katie cheerlly.
well carry this on in two tongues. NO
doubt, like two heads. they'll be much
better than one.
THE TRIBUTE OF A SMILE.
Monsieur Rlchepin smiled sleefuny.
don't for a moment think he folio"ea my
subtle remark, but a smile covers i'.
Of misunderstanding, as I've discovered
s,nce I've been talking French all Gay anu
every day.
Are you writing anything Just no" OF
ara YOU too busy with all your Lectures
and conferences to accomplish mu1n
erary work. I questioned.
Monsieur strokcd his beard with one OIL
his short, broad, powerful hands. am
busy. indeed, always busy" he saio III
bis careful. slow English. ''but am
never too busy for my writing, as you
u,i, see when / tell you that am work
ing on a five-act play. Lais,' which VIII
n. n,oduced at the Comedie Francaise.
Is,s was a courtesan of Ancient Greece
Then I am finishing some poems entitled
Les Glas,' which describe the beauty ana
hona of death, and I am preparing
s.r,es of essays on Shakespeare for the
- oil II a m hnRln-
ming a work which interests me greatly
my memoirs. So you see my time Is pref
ty we'll occupied"
Il should think So" calculated, quite
overcome by this literary strenuosity.
And about your memoirs; they should
make excellent reading"'
THE MANY-sIpED RIcHEPlN.
"WeI. there are many Of them,"
LAUGHED Monsieur Richepin in his 1ovial
way. They will be in ten big volumes,
and / think 1 shall call them All My
Lives for have had many lives, j as
sure you, and in many different places
have been a soldier. a sailor. an actor.
a sculptor with Rodin. a painter, gypsy
yagabond and a professor. and now 1 am
a man of letters"
I kept thinking of the old rhyme. SOL
dier, sailor, tinker. tailor, while the poet
was reciting his careers. and I just an
through it all in time to say:
I've an idea that you are what we
would call in America a self-made man."
This I had to repeat and then finally
translate into French for his English
doesn't run to colloquial phrases Of that
sort. II
When he got it he was charmed.
Yes, yes" he cried like a pleased child.
That is what am, a self-made man and
made over many times"
Oh. my dears, the blessed simplicity Of
these Frenchmen! No matter how clever
and subtle they are. assure you there
IS always . touch of the small boy about
them. They never really put away child
Ish things. am convinced that French
women are born old and worldly wise and
The men never come Of age.
"a man a keuarHlly m the better tor