Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-06-29

conducted little pension for tourists Boulognesur
Mer. Then say to my small Elise, Pan! We will
work for contractors no Not We! little farm
will buy, off where land is cheap. We shall keep
few chickens, pig. We shall have garden. We
shall live. And moi i shall become true artist,
that has been! Well here still. 1t IS long,
long,, ,+ Do Won d with Il, v,,r stuff, s,vs .,,ncn
around at all the pictures, mostly turned back to-
against the wall.
at for the Grand Salon that paint says he 4or
your National Academy. Each year l send them my
best work What if it does come back? Who among them
knows of poor Raoul Lapree But day, it may be,
there shall arrive from picture better than ever,
at which the judges shall stop, shall look twice.
They will say, oh, let it come in. It will be hung in
the great exhibition. The critics will it. the people
And then But you will not laugh Messieurs. Where
should we be without our fine dreams, eh? And mean
while-well must 60 on sending my best and waiting
for Ah Elise! Back so soon5 You have taken NJ.
Herman to the good Mullins shop?'
Yes, she had. She says Herman will
make his own report.
Good" says Lapree "But, Messieurs have not
lunched So may not have bite to eat, Else?'
Once more there's no stoppn him. and inside OF hall
an hour the three OF US was stn down to one OF the
fastest asparagus omeets ever tackled Elise waits
on and then slips out to the back porch where she
and Herman had theirs together.
"Poor little grl!' says Papa Lapree. 1T is not the
life for her, seeing one here: But what would you?
We must wait for those judges.
He told the story of his life, from boyhood days in
France onall about his wife, who had died of fever,
and how they had America together and where
they lived in Brooklyn, and how they came to move to
Fort Lee, and SO on, while we finished the omeet
clean there hardly any to wash the platter.
Then after coffee and cigarettes he insists
waS1n back to the with where we found Herman
already putin on the mended steern knucke. Elise,
all in pink and white, and with dmples in her cheeks
perched on the fender chatterin fast in French and
watchin him work A few minutes later and it's all
done.
4Now we're off, eh2" says Pinckney.
4There is crossroad but half mile ahead" suggests
Herman. at leads back to the highway
"Then take it" says Pnckney. Hang Quatucket!
All aboard!'
"But pardon" says Herman, sort of fushin' up. Il
would speak little with NJ. Lapree, if you please
"Why, certainly says Pinckney 1Unlimber your
French on him, if you like"
road piece. Maybe it three or four minutes they
chnned together. Then they shakes hands vigorous,
and next thing Herman is back at the wheel and we're
wavin' goodby to M. Lapree and Elise.
ONCE we hit the macadam again. you bet Herman
~ makes the gears hum! We lights I'D at New
Rochelle and he lands at the club fifteen
which wa mt SO bad considern all the time had
As Pnckney turns to give Herman his orders for the
night they has short confab together
"Wha-a-at!" hears Pinckney gasp leave me? But,
my dear fellow what for?'
Il have ambition, Sir says Herman, with never
a smile, ito conduct chicken farm
"Nonsense!" says Pinckney. "You raising chickens,
Herman! Whereabouts pray?"
"Near Quatucket, | think, Sir" says he
"Why, you-you don't mean says Pinckney,
3that you and Elise, in that short time, could
"Yes, Sir; thank you, Sir, says Herman,
and he almost grins.
well III be everastngly- But see here, =
Herman says Pinckney, 3who is going to
drive my carp
Il have brother, Sir" says Herman, 4who
wishes come over"
Gable him." says Pinckney 4And when he
gets here promise to stick to the macadam.
W/ELL," says l, as squares ourselves be
:" fore that double order Of SQUAD and Irish
bacon "you see there some romance in