Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-05-18

at the time Il was published but who
dropped completely out Of notice soon
| afterward because Of q mistaken no
ton OF his own importance. II
Booths memory served him right, the
fellow came cropper. SO to speak. In
trying to ride rough shod over public
opinion. and went to the dogs. He
had been painting sensibly up to that
time. but suddenly went In for tho
most violent style of impressionism.
That was the end Of him.
There had been reproductions Of his
! principal canvases, with sketches and
studies in charcoal. One OF these pic
| lures had made lasting impression
on Booth: Tho figure Of young wom-
an in deep meditation standing in the
shadow OF window easement from
which she looked out upon the world
apparently without thought Of 1t. A
slender young woman In vague reds
and browns. whose shadowy face was
positively Illuminated by . pair Of
wonderful blue eyes.
He came upon it at last. For long
time he sat there gazing at the face
OF Hetty Castleton, q look Of halfwon,
der. half-triumph in his eyes. There
! could be no doubt as to the identity
Of the subject. The face was hers
tho velvety. dreamy soulful eyes that
had haunted him for years. as he now
believed. In no sense could the pic
ture be described as q portrait 1t was
a study, deliberately arranged and de.
liberately posed for in the artists stu.
do. He was mystifed Why should
she, the daughter Of Colonel Castleton
the grand-niece Of an earl. be engage
in posing for what evidently was
meant to be a commercial product OF
this whilom artist?
Turning from a skilfully colored full
! page reproduction, he glanced at first
casually over the dozen or more
| sketches and studies on the succeed
ing pages. Many Of them represented
studies Of women's heads and figures,
with little or no attempt to obtain a
likeness. Some were half-draped. show
! ing in sketchy way the long graceful
| lines Of the halfnude figure, of bare
shoulders and breasts, OF gauze-lik
fabrics that but lily concealed impress
! sive charms. Suddenly his eyes mar
rowed and sharp exclamation Eel
from his lips. He bent closer to tn.
pages and studied the drawings with
redoubled interest
Then he whistled softly to himself.
| token Of simple amazement. The head
| OF each of these remarkable studies
suggested in outline the head and fea
lures of Hetty Castleton! She haG
been Hawkrights model!
The next morning at ten he was a.
Southlook, arranging his easel and
canvas In the north end Of the long
living room, where the light from the
| tall French windows afforded abun
dant and welldistributed light for the
enterprise in hand. Hetty had not yet
appeared. Sara, atttred in loose
morning gown. was watching him from
| shapely bare arm behind her head; the
free hand was gracefully employed In
managing . cigarette. He was con-
scious Of the fact that her lazy, half.
alert gaze was upon him all the time
although she pretended to be entirely
Indifferent to the preparations. Dimly
he could see the faint smile Of inter
est on her lips.
| Hetty came In. calm. serene and
! lovelier than ever in the clear morn
ing light. She was wearing the simple
white gown he had chosen the day be.
fore. II she was conscious Of the
rather intense scrutiny he bestowed
upon her as she gave him her hand
in greeting, she did not appear to be
in the least disturbed.
You may 90 away. Sara" she said
firmly. Il shall be too dreadfully self
| conscious II you are looking on
Booth looked at her rather sharply,
Sara indolenuy abandoned her com
| Portable chair and left them alone In
! the room.
Shall We try few effects. Miss
Castletonr" no inquired. after period
OF constraint that had its effect on
both Of them.
Il am in your hands," she said sim.
ply.
He made suggestions. She fell into
the position 80 easily, 30 naturally. 90
effectively. that he put aside all previ-
| Gus doubts and blurted out:
You have posed before, Miss Co..
Teton"
She smiled frankly. But not for
really truly portrait" she said,
Such a. this 10 to be-
i He hesitated an instant Il think
I recall q canvas by Maurice Hawk
right" he said. and at once experience
ed a curious sense Of perturbation. II
! was not unlike fear.
Instead Of betraying the confusion
or surprise he expected. Miss Castle
ton merely raised her eyebrows In
| quiringly.
What has that to do with me, MI
! Booth?" she asked.
He laughed awkwardly.
! Don't you kSow his work. he In
| quired, with q slight twist Of his lip.
II may have seen his pictures" she
J replied. pickering her brow as II In
| reflection. "Oh." she cried, with .
bright smile Of understanding. X see!
Yes, I have q double-a really remark.
able double. Have you never seen Het.
ty Glynn, the actress7"
Il am sure have not" he said. tax.
ing q long breath. 1t was one Of re-
i,o| he remembered aftervard eff