The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-11-15

decided to unload them ON some one
else.
The young man to whom he confided
his collection was Charles Cochran.
Cochran was charming person from
the West. lie had studied in the BeauX
Arts and on foot had travelled over
England and Europe, preparing himself
to try his fortune in New York as an
architect. He was now in the office of
the architects Post Il Constant, and
lived alone In a tiny farmhouse he had
made over for himself near Herbert
Nelson at Westbury, Long Island.
Post Il Constant were a fashionable
firm and were responsible for many of
the French chateaus and English coun-
try houses that were rising near West
bury, Hampstead and Roslyn; and it
was Cochrans duty to drive over that
territory in his runabuut, keep an eye
on the contractors and dissuade clients
from grating mansard roofs on italian
villas. He had built the summer home
of the Herbert Nelson's. and Herbert and
Charles were very warm friends.
Charles was of the same lack of years
as was Herbert, of an enthusiastic and
sentimental nature. and, like many
other young men, the story of his life
also was the lovely and much desired
Aline Proctor 1t was this coincidence
that had made them friends and that
had led Herbert 70 select Charles as the
custodian of his treasure. AS a custo-
dian and confidant Charles especially APP
pealed To his new friend because, except
upon the stage and. in restaurants,
Charles had never seen Alne Proctor,
did not know her--and considered her
50 far above him. so unattainable, that
he had no wish 20 seek her out. Tn
known, he preferred to worship at a
distance. In this determination Herbert
strongly encouraged him.
When he turned over the pictures to
Charles, Herbert could not resist show
ing them to him. They were in many
ways charming. They presented the
quet of musical comedy in several new
roles. In one she was in a sailor suit.
giving an imitation Of a girl padding
"A canoe. In another she was in a rid
ing habit mounted upon pony Of
which she seemed very much afraid. In
some she sat like a siren among the
rocks with the waves and scaweed
snatChing at her feet, and in another she
crouChed beneath the wheel Of Herhert's
touring car. All OF 'hc photographs
were uuprofessional and intimate. and
the legends scrawled across them were
even more intimate.
"'AS long aS this rock lasts" read
Herbert. At arms length he held the
picture for Cochran To- see, and laughed
bitterly and unm.rthfully. as he had
heard leading men laugh in problem
plays.
"That is what she wrote" he Knocked
but how long did that last? TntE
she saw that little rcd headed Albany
playing polo. That lasted until his
mother heard Of it. She thought her
precious .amh was in the clutches of
designing actress and made the Foreign
Office cable him home.
"Then Alnc took up one of those
army aviators. and chuckcd him for
that fellow who painted her portrait,
and threw him over for the lawn tennis
champion Now she's enGaged to Ches
ter Griswold, and heaven pity her!
"Of course he's the greatest catch in
America; but he's a prig and snoh.
and he's so generous with his money
that he'll give you five pennies for
nickel any time you ask him. He's got
a heart like the meter of taNicab, and
he's as jealous as "A cat Alne will have
a fine time with Chester | knew him
at ST. PauiS and at Harvard and he's
got 3 much red blood in him as an eel"