The Washington times., 1920-08-26
tCsatiassl frsn Yesterday

The quarter was peppered with
tea-rooms and cafes ana restaurants
sufficiently cheap to attract artistic
youth. Also. there reigned In that
section of the city a general and
resolute determination to be bo-
hemian; a number OF damsels err
rant and transplsnted, shock
headed youths cooked In their own
quarters. strolied about the streets
In bedroom slippers, or visited one
another bare-headed and adorned
with paint-smeared smocks.
And there was OF course, much
deviltry with cigarettes and cheap
claret in restaurant and cafe
frequent outbursts OF horse-play
and song, especially IL Phifistine
visitors were detected in \ the
vicinity. And New York French
was frequently though briefly EN-
pleyed as the limited medium for
exchanging views on matters i'm
portant only to the inmates OF
Chelsea and its purlieus.
But Washington Square bohe-
mians are a harmless, friendly peo-
ple." remarked Helen Cieland one
morning late in May. when he stop
ped on his way out to breakfast to
watch her modelling a horse In clay.
They're like actor-folk; they live
in a world entirely self-created
which marvels at and admires and
watches them: they pose for its
benefit. playing as faithfully as
they know how their chosen roles
painter writer, critic, sculptor, COM
poser. Nobody In the outside real
and busy world notices them; but
they think they're under incessent
and envious observation and they
strut happily through the little
painted comedy Of life. living an un-
real existence, dying undeceived
The real tragedy of it all they
mercifully never suspect-the utter
lack Of interest in them taken by
real peopde."
ARE UNNOTICED.
She went on modelling, apparently
amused by her own analysis.
Where is Stephanie?" he inquir-
ed. after a slight pause.
"Out somewhere with Oswald.
believe."
Its rather early"
"They sometimes get up early
and breakfast together at Clare
mont" remarked Helen, working
serenely away. The freckled livery
stable lad who held the horse for
her and occasionally backed him
into the pose again continued to
chew gum and watch the pretty
sculptor with absorbed interest
I've got such an interesting COM
mission" she said. wetting down
her clay with huge and dripping
sponge. ITS for the new Acad-
90 Arfo tn hn h,ri
uptown, and my equestrian figure
is to be cast in silver bronze for
the great marble court"
EXPLAINS SUBJECT.
What is the subject?" he asked.
preoccupied by what she had told
him about Stephanie, yet watching
this busy and efficient young girl
who. with the sleeves of her blue
blouse rolled up, displaying her
superb young arms. stood vigorous
ly kneading a double handful of
clay and studying the restless horse
with clear and very beautiful
brown eyes.
THE subject? Aspiration made
some sketches-a winged horse TAX
ing flight upward. A nude female
figure, breathless, with disheveled
hair. has 3ust flung itself upon the
rearing, wide winged Pegasus and
is sticking there like cat to the
back fence-hanging on tooth and
nail with one leg just over and the
other close against the beasts
ribs. and her desperate fingers in
the horses name. E. / don't know.
It sounds interesting but 1t may
be too violent. But I've had that
idea--hope, aspiration, fear and de-
termination clinging to a furious
winged animal that is just start
ing upward like roaring sky
rocket"
She turned her head, laughing:
"Is il a rotten idea?"
"I don't know" he said absently.
TITS worth trying out, anyway"
She nodded; and he went on about
the business of breakfast But had
now no appetite.
There was one thing, Cleland
soon found out, against which he
was hopeless. Stephanie freauented
Grismer at any hour of the day
and evening that her fancy prompt
cd.
ESSENCE of PERSONAL LIBERTY.
This perplexed him and made him
sullen; but when he incautiously
started to demonstrate with her
one evening her surprise and anger