The Hattiesburg news. (Hattiesburg, Miss.) 1908-1917, 1913-06-14

You couldn't get near him-though
perhaps. If you had some salt"
Il can get some at my place." sale
l. gathering up my things. "Youl
horse is headed that way. You'd bet
ter come along and rest there while
Ching Lung and l round up your
mount"
Comment by G.. K: Here follows
more talk, showing how young people
imperceptibly and unconsciously ce
ment an acquaintance; but not one
word upon the vital point of how far
the horse seemed to have come,
whether he was ridden out, or fresh,
etc.
At the bungalow called Ching, and
we set out with a supply of salt. King
Cole Comment by C. X: Probably a
dead-black horse) was coy for time,
before he succumbed to temptation.
On my return l found my visitor in
the studio. She had said that she
knew little about pictures. She
knew more than little, a good deal,
in fact, and talked most intelligently
about them. l don't say this simply
because she tried, before she went.
to buy some of mine. When l de-
clined to sell she seemed put out.
But surely these prints of yours
aren't the work of an amateur" she
said. you SELF"
"Oh, yes, l sell-when l can. But
don't sell without a good bit of bar
particularly when l suspect
my purchaser of wishing to make
amends by a purchase"
1T isn't that at ALL" she said
81 want the pictures for
themselves"
call this a preliminary then, and
'ome back when you have more time"
She shook her head, and there was
shadow over the brightness of her
ace. I'm afraid not" she said. But
have enjoyed talking again with
ONE one who knows and loves the
Test in art. After ALL" she added
With a note of determination, almost
+ defiance, there is no reason why /
shouldn't sometime"
Then l may look for you again ?"
asked.
She nodded as she moved out across
ne porch. "If you'll promise to sell
lie any print may choose. Good
y. And thank you so much, Mr..
edgwick!"
She held out her hand. 1t was a
and for a sculptor to model, as beau
full and full Of character as her face.
Comment by c. K: Bosh!) After
ard l remembered that never again
our friendship did see it ungloved.
Comment by c. K: "Bosh" retract-
!. Some observation in that!)
"Au revoir, then" said; "but you
ave the advantage of me, you see. l
mt know what to call you at all"
She hesitated; then, with a little
ut culver of her eyelids, which l
terward learned to identify as an
'idence of amusement said, "Daw is
nice name, don't you Think" Com
ent by c. X. False name, of course;
1t highly probable first name is Mar
rie.) by the way, what time is
?" I
Quarter to FIVE, Miss Daw."
She smiled at the name. king Cole
LII have to do his best, If am to be
Lck for dinner. Good-by." Com
ent by c. K: Good! The place
here she is staying is a good way of,
Stunning a seven-thirty dinner-hour;
y twelve to fifteen miles.)
That was the first of many visits, of I
ys that grew in radiance for me.
isn't necessary for me to tell you, &
emit, how in our talks I came to d.
ne in her spirit as wistful and pure
her face. You do not want a love
Dry from me; yet that is what it L
rs for me almost from the first. Not L
emily, though. There was that about
# which held me at arms length;
e mystery of her, her quickly-given
1st in me, certain strained look