Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-10-31

N SAYS THAT TO A MAN, DEEP HAS
sionate intensity on the portrait: letting
more remunerative offers; leaving his
mail unopened; throwing himself in
tensely, recklessly into this one single
enterprise.
Between them developed curious re-
latton. 1t was hardly to be called friend
ship; he was not, to Boobies recog-
! milton. a habitant Of her world. Nor,
certainly. was it anything more. Julien
| would as soon have renowned easel and
canvas as have taken advantage of her
coming to make love to her. In this wait
of our cutters and ward of our sidewalk
artist inhered a spirit of the most pune
tilious and rigid honor. the gift perhaps
Iof some forgotten ancestry. More and
more, al the intimacy grew. he deserted
his uptown haunts and stuck to the attic
earlier days Of prosperity, he had in
stalled Peter Quick Banta In the effete
and scandalous luxury Of two rooms, a
bath and gas stove. Yet the picture
advanced slowly, which Ia the more sur
prising in that the exotic Bobbie seemed
to hnd plenty Of time for sittings now.
Between visits she took to going to the
Metropolitan Museum and Conscientious
ly studying pictures and catalogues with
a view to helping her protege form sound
artistic tastes. when the Bonnie Las
sic heard that she all but choked.) AS
| '"rhis Is all very WE'LL" he said one
day in the sculptress' studio, but
sooner or later she's going to catch me
what them" asked the Bonnie Las
sic. not looking up from her work.
l "She'n go aWay.h
Let her go. Your portrait will be
finished meantime. won't it
'sOh. yes. That'l be finished"
| This time the Bonnie Lassie did look
I'm any case. she'll have to 90 away
some day-won't she?"
.'I suppose So" returned he in a
gloomy .growl. a......,,....--....... =.
gerous!" she pointed out.
| They let 1t drop there. AS for the
/ effect upon the girl Of Julien Tenney's
| brilliant and unsettling personality, /
could judge only as saw them occa-
| sionally walking together past my
exotic as a budding orchid. he in the
| nondescript motley of his studio garb.
sloriously unconscious OF any incon.
gruity.
'Do you think" asked the Bonnie
Lassie, who WAS sharing my bench
one, afternoon as Julien was taking
| the patroness Of art over to where her
car waited, that she 10 doing him as
much good as she thinks she is or
Malice i'll becomes one of your age.
| Dominic" said the Bonnie Lassie with
"Tm quite serious" I protested.
"And very unjust. Bobbie Is an
| adorable little person, when you know
her"
Does Julien know her we'll enough
facts fa gave discovered s''''e"'
"only." pursued my companion. ig-
noring the question. "she is bored and
! little spoiled"
so she comes down here to escape
being bored and to get more spoiled
julien won't spoil her"
He certainly doesn't appear to bore
her"
"Shes having the tables turned on
her without knowing it. Julien is do
ing her a lot of good. Already she's
! far less beneficent and bountiful and
all that sort of stuff"
NOR did Miss Bobbie show any inn
mediate symptoms of goins. III
the painting seemed at times ir dan
! ger of stagnation, the same coYd not
| be said Of the fellowship btween
painter and paintee. That fidrished
apace, and one day a vagrat wind
historical personalities. The Fnd. en-
tering at the end of sesbn, dis
placed a hanging above tF studlo
door. revealing In bold sept upon
the plastering Beranger's fafous line:
Dams un grenier qu'on est 81 vingt
anS
Did you write that thet?" asked
the girl. +
it, every word"
How did you come to know Be-
ranger?"
I'm born" /
| "In garnet, how goo is HIe az
twenty" she translated freely
wouldn't have thought"4she turned
her softly brilliant regarupon NM
that life had been so g4d TO you;
ut has," was the re1nder. But
never so good as now"
i've often wondered-Y You seem TO
know SO many things. Mere did you
get your education?
Here and there am everywhere:
It's only a patchwork brit Of thing"
Tngrateful young scandrel, so to
describe my two hours day OF brain
hammering. and the pc run OF my,
libraryD IL
You're very pushing person"
to deep. 1The Bsnh Lassie. who
knows everything. is y authority forl
the statement)
To her went the paoness OF ART on
leaving Julien's "gttier" that day:
"Cecily," she said iIthe most casual
manner she could intrive, VINO Is
Julien Tenney?"
Nobody"
"You know what IAean, pleaded the
tgirl. what Is he?'i
"a brand snatchefrom the pot boil
ling" returned the bnnie Lassie quite |
pleased with her MT turn. which was
more than her com(nion was.
"Please don't believer. BE nice and /
tell me-
BE nice. swes maid. and let who
viii be clever. claimed the Bonnie