The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1915-03-19


and I could not find a model who
would fill that part. So I yelled the
face and decided that I must watt
How stranger" murmured Sylvia
thoughtfully. And have you never
face ?''
Not until this morning"
An, and when it is painted 1 shall
come here and see it, said the girl.
"Oh, I hope you will hurryi" she add
ed impulsive1y.
The painter laughed rather rue
fully.
Il have found the ideal face for my
picture but I am afraid that the young
lady would not consent to pose for
me-you see, l saw her quite by
chance in the gallery here. and it
quire of her.
There was no mistaking his mean
ing sylvia blushed holly, but her
tone was quite cool.
do you mean me- Mr.. Palmer ?''
Yes, he said frankly.
GU really believe that I could
come near your-your ideal for Fate's
other face? '' asked Sylvia incredu-
lousy.
Yes. if you would be so conde-
scendlng, he eagerly said. "It would
De an inspiration, you know. If you
would pose for me, my sister, Mrs
Packard, will call upon you and make
arrangements
Il will come" decided Sylvia, and
august Everett Palmer noted her
name, and address in a little book
Then he lifted his hat and went away.
sylvia spent another hour in the
gallery, then she returned to the hall
oedroom to freshen her best blouse in
order to meet her expected caller.
Mrs. Packard came the next morn
ing; Sylvia, receiving her in the chill
~ boarding house parlor, thought she
blown rose in that shabby exterior.
Mr.: Palmer's sister was very plump,
well gowned, and of charming man
ners. sylvia liked her at once and
When she had told her simple story
Mrs. Packards brown eyes filled with
tears and she patted the girls slender
hand.
Its happy coincidence" she said,
hef round pink face aglow with SYM
pathy. Here is poor August mop
ing because he can't find a suitable
model to whom he can pay two dol
lars an hour and here you areI Now,
temp
Sylvia could and would, and she
peeped through the parlor blinds and
limousine and vanish
AT supper that night the gorgon-
eyed Iandlady passed the baked beans
twice to Sylvia and the plated silver
basket of ginger cookies ca me her wav
three times instead of the customary
once.
Gee, wish I had autermobile com
pany! giggled Miss Nefus, the little
German milliner.
Sylvia blushed and forgot to eat her
cake she was quite happy at the
prospect of the morrow.
II was Hke being in a romance
a story book heroine might have had
such an adventure as hers She was
AFRAID she would awake in the morn
ing and find it dream
But there was proof with the sight
of Mrs. Packard's card on her bureau.
promptly at 10 o'clock a SmartIy at
tired maid uShered Sylvia into Mrs.
Packard's drawing room. That good
natured matron painted up three long
1Hghts OF stairs and admitted Sylvia
to August Palmer's studio a luxurious
room on the roof of the uptown man
sion.
Here is Fate's other facep.
laughed Mrs. Packard, as she sank
into comfortable chair
Then began one of the most de-
lIghtful periods of Sylvia's existence.
mers deft fingers as they transferred
her face to canvaSewas a. pleasure To
feel once more independent as she
went home each day with four dollars
grew plethoricalIy fat in those DAYS:
the landlady forgot to frown upon
her; and there was the vision of a
new cloth suit that she coveted.
AT last the Sittings were over and
Mrs. Packard found a secretarial po-
sition for Sylvia with a society friend
who was overwhelmed with CORE
spOndence and kindred cares She
went to live in the home of her new
and here she occasionally
saw Mrs Packard as well as August
Palmer.
Perhaps Mrs. Packard recognized
that her brother had fallen in love
with the lovely model for Fate's other
face, for she spared no pains to bring
the young people together, and when
August had put the important ques-
ton to Sylvia, and had received SyI-
VIA shy, happy answer, it was Mrs.
Packard who embodied both of them
in generous sisterly embrace.
Later, when August told Sylvia that
the completed picture was to be placed
on view the next day, she pressed her
face against the lapel of his
coat.
Il have really seen Fate's other
face-and it is joy!" she whispered.
1T is lover corrected August ten
derby, land it comes to all in Gods
good time. '-(Copyright, 1915, by the
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