The Detroit times., 1913-10-14
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illustrated with . Drawing by Dom J.
LAWN, the Famous AmerI.

Ov W H6NUvs
illustrated with . Drawing by Dom J.
LAWN, the Famous Ameri.
can Artist.
When one loves ones Art no ser
vice seems too hard.
That IL our premise. This story
shall draw conclusion from It and
show at the same time that the pre-
mise II incorrect. That will be new
thing In logic and feat In story-tell
ing somewhat older than the great
wall Of China.
Joe Larrabee came out of the post
oak fats of the Middle West pulsing
with genius for pictorial art. At six
he drew q picture of the town pump
with. prominent citizen passing II
hastily. This effort was framed and
hung In the drug store window by
the side of the ear OF corn with an
uneven number of rows. At twenty
he left for New York with q flowing
necktie and capital tied up some
what closely.
Della Caruthers did things In six &C.
taves SO promisingly in a pine-tree
village In the South that her relatives
Clipped In enough In her chip hat for
could not see her f, but that IL
our story.
Joe and Della met In al atelier
where a number Of art and music stu
dents had gathered to discuss chiaros.
euro. Wagner. music, Rembrandts
works. pictures. Waldteufel, wall pa
per. Chopin and Oolong.
Joe and Della became enamoured,
one of the other, or each of the other,
as you please, and In a short time
were married-for (see above) when
one loves ones Art no service seems
too hard.
Mr. and Mrs. Larrabee began house.
keeping In Q 1at. II was lonesome
fiat-s0mething like the A sharp way
down at the left-hand end Of the key
board. And they were happy; for
they had their Art, and they had eacn
other. And my advice to the rich
young man would be-sell all thou
hast, and give It to the poor-janitor
for the privilege OF living In nat
with your Art and your Della.
Flat:dweliers shall indorse my dc
tum that theirs IL the only true hap
piness. II . home Is happy 1t cannot
fit too close-let the dresser collapse
and become q billiard table; let the
mantel turn to q rowing machine, the
escritoire to q spare bedchamber. the
washstand to an upright plano; let
the four wallis come together. II they
will, 20 you and your Della are be-
tween. But II home be the other kind.
let 1t be wide and long-enter you at
the Golden Gate, hang your hat on
Hatteras. your cape on Cape HON.
and 60 out by the Labrador.
Joe was painting In the class OF
the great Magister-yOu know his
fame. His fees are high: his lessons
are light--his high-lights have brought
him renown. Della was studying un-
der Rosenstock-you know his repute
as a disturber OF the piano keys.
They were mighty happy az long
a. their money lasted. SO Is every
but I will not be cynical. Their
aims were very clear and defined. Joe
was to become capable very soon OF
turning out pictures that old gentle
men with thin side-whiskers and
thick pocketbooks would sandbag one
another IN his studio for the privA'
lege Of buying. Della was to become
familiar and then contemptuous with
music, 30 that when she saw the or
chestra seats and boxes unsold she
could have sore throat and lobster In
4 private dining-room and refuse to
70 on the stage.
But the best. In my opinion. was
the home life in the little hat-tne
ardent, voluble chats after the days
study; the cosy dinners and fresh.
lixht breakfasts; the interchange OF
ambitions-ambitions interviewer each
with the others or else inconsiderable
the mutual help and inspiration; and
overlook my artlessness-stuffed
olives and cheese sandwiches at II
p. m
But after q while Art tagged. II
sometimes does. even II some switch