Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1914-01-16

The old man threw himself back
in his big leather office chair. and
then he chuckled softly.
Tut. tut, my boy he said at
length, don't be downhearted.
haven't engineered carriers in wheat
for these last 30 years without be-
ing able to manage girl. l hope
Wants a career, does she? Thinks II
would be romantic to work, and starve
in q garnet for the sake Of her art,
does she? Well. 1t shall never be said
of me that was one to smother the
fire of genius.
You mean?" asked Wharton earn. ,
estly.
Il mean," replied the old man.
lust that Dollie yearns for career
I'm going to let her 60 up against
the career proposition SO good and
hard that she will be cured for life.
There's no such incubation against
the measles, my son. ~ having had
it."
To Dollies surprise she suddenly
found all opposition to her going
east to study art removed. More
than that, instead Of mocking at
her declaration that she was going
to devote her life to the study Of
art a. had been his wont. her "a
Their appeared to accept 1t In perfect
good faith, only for the first time in
her life she found him almost penuri-
Gus in money matters with her.
III you are going to make q serious
study of art" he said to her, you
will not Of course have time to 60
into society, and won't need fine
frocks. and fal-lals and that sort
of thing. have written to an old
friend of mine in New York who has
engaged you board in a nice, decent
house. where lot OF other students
live. It's plain, Of course, and be-
lievo your room ia on the fourth
floor. but a. the artistic atmosphere
Is all you care for, you won't mind
climbing up that high. There are
no elevators. Of course. Now. ngur-
ing It Ill up. I think . pretty email
allowance IL all you win need. l
shall send you q check the first Of
every month, and l shall expect you
to live within It."
When Dollie reached New York
her first feeling was ono Of exulta-
ton. She had really embarked
on her career At last. She saw rosy
visions of fame 20 close abe could
almost feel the laurel wreath upon
her young brow. Her next emotion
was one Of blighting disappointment
She found the ugly, dingy. chear
boarding house to which her father
had recommended her. and climbed te
the dark little room that was to bt
her home and that was 80 differen'
, from the sunny chamber with its silk
en- hanging, and luxurious fittings, tt
J. which she was used. She turned ava!
I In revulsion from the ill-cooked foot
on the untidy table, and shrank ava!
from the frowsy girl students, will
i matted pompadours and weird gowns
a who attempted to disguise q vulga
9 curiosity as Bohemian lack Of cor
r ventionality. This was not wha
) she had meant by the artistic al
t mosphere
J. She also found, as many anothe
I; clever amateur does. that talent ism
o genius, and that the gift that on
y friends applaud and prophesy hop'
J. full things about, cuts sorry figur
when measured against the profe
d sional skill that is paid for in har
z; dollars. Dollie's teachers told he
II bluntly that she knew nothing {
d even the rudiments of drawing, an
4, that she would have to begin at tn
If very beginning II she expected
d succeed even as q common illustr
6 tor.
e In every way the winter was
hard one for the girl. She misse
ID the comforts and Injuries to whie
e she had been accustomed all h
q. life. She missed the flowers. IL
Q. bon bons, the theaters, the pref
10 gowns that had been SO much pa
RI of her life she had not valued the
a. until they we're taken away fro
ar her Then slowly and insinuously
70 began to dawn on her that she WI
ID missing Tom. Her first realixati,
b. Of it was when they had written h
" that he was paying great deal
:" attention to Maysie Harmon.
- A0 C0Sp SAASu AOAAAO w AGA %
10 and then she added. "as II caret
but she knew that she did care, a
ut when letter after letter reached b,
I'd each with its bit Of gossip abo
40 Maysie and Tom, she realized th
all that art could be to her. or far
~ give her, were as nothing compar
- with his love.
BY Pride kept her silent for q 10
en- time, and made her stifle her hoI
sickness and hide her disappointmel
vn but finally she wired her father:
ut Il am sick Of art. Send me enou
money to come home on.
az "DOLLIN."
Z Tom answered the telegram.
70 found her a homesick little buns
or Of nerves in a dingy back room. .
on he gathered her into his strong ar
i'll and let her sob out the story Of
ed disappointment and mistakes on
breast, and then. man like, he thoul
ng Of dinner.
No You look starved" he said "