The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1921-01-21

In an art exhibition. tho other day.
saw n painting that had been sold
for s. 600. The painter was a young
scrub out of tho West named Kraft.
who had favorite food and pct
theory. Hts pahulum \was an un.
ouenchable belief In the Unorring Ar
tistic Adjustment OF Nature Ills
theory was fixed around corned beef
hash with poached esq. There was a
story behind the picture. 80 | went
home and let u drip out OF fountain
rem, The idea of kraft but that IL
not tho beginning OF the story.
Three years ago Kraft. BIN Judkins
"a pocO and took our meals at
Cypher's, on Eighth ave. say
took" when We had money. CIPHER
got u "oft Of us. ~ he expressed Il.
We had no credit We went In. called
for food and ate H. We paid or we
did not pay. We had confidence In
Cypher's sullenncss and smouldering
forocity. Deep down In his sunless
soul he was either a prince. a fool or
an artist. lie eat at worm. eaten
desk. covered with files Of walters
checks 80 old that was sure the bot
toncst one was for clans that Hen.
dirk Hudson had eaten and paid Tor.
CSpher had the power. in common
with Napoleon III. and the google
eyed perch, OF throwing a film over
hts eyes, rendering opaque the win
dows OF his soul. once. when We left
him unpaid, with gorgeous excu~s.
looked back and saw him shaking
with laughter behind his film. Now
and then We paid up back scores.
But the chief thing al cyphers was
Milly. Milly was n waitress. She
was grand example OF kraft's the
cry of the artistic adjustment OF ma.
turn. She belonged. largely. TO wait
ing. as Minerva did 70 the art OF
scfappine. or Venus 10 the science OF
serious filtration. pcdcstaled and
in bronze she might have stood with
the noblcst OF her heroic sisters as
"Liver-and BACON EnhveninE the
World She belonged 90 Cyphcr's
You expected 20 see her colossal fig
ure loom thru that rocking blue cloud
~ smoke from frying tat just as you
expect the Palisades 20 appear thru
a drifting Hudson river fog. There.
amid the steam OF vegetables and tho
vapors OF acres OF ham and" the
crash OF erockcry. the chatter OF steel.
the screaming OF short orders" the
cries OF the hungering and all the
horrid tumult OF feeding man. sur.
rounded hy swarms OF the huxzing
winged beasts bcqueathnd 10 us by
Pharaoh. NIiily steered her uagnifi
cent way like some great liner cleav.
ing among the canoes OF the bowling
savagcS
our Goodies. ~ Grub was built on
lines 80 ma j.stic that they could h.
followed orly with awe Her sleeves
were always rolled above her elbows
She could have taken Va three mus
keteers in her two hands and dropped
Us out OF the windows She bad seen
fewer years than any OF us. but she
was % such superb Evehood and
simplicity that she nothcr~d US from
the beginning. Cypher's store OF eat
ables she poured forth upon ns with
royal indifference 20 price and quan-
tity. as from n eornucopla that knew
~ exhaustion Her voice rang like
great silver bell: her smile was many.
toothed and frequent: she seemed
like yellow sunrise on mountain
tops. I never saw her but I tnought
OF the Yosemite. And yet somehow.
I could never think OF her existing
outside OF Cypher's. There nature
had placed her. and she had taken
root and grown nightly. She seemed
happy. and took her few dollars on
Saturday nigh, with flushed pleas
ure Of child that receives an uneK'
p~cted donation
II was Kraft who first voiced the
fear that each OF US must have held
iatentiy. 1t came up apropos. OF
course. Of certain questions OF art at
which we were hamrnering. One Of
us compared the harmony existing
between a Haydn symphony and
pistache lee cream TO the exquisite