The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1921-05-02
%. 1921, Western Newspaper UniOn.)

his old folks"
But a glance at his daughters dis
appointed countenance changed the
dOting fathers words.
"Ah, WELL" he amended, "if your
hearts set on the trip, dearie-"
So Peggie went upon her first visit
to a great city.
Peggy did not intend to be disap-
pointed, she was away on a joyous
quest of adventure.
IF only" bemOaned Cousin Pa
tricia, "the queer little creature were
not so inconsistency proud! She could
be made presentable in one Of my
dresses, If she might be persuaded to
wear 1t. But Peggy would not be
persuaded, and obIigingly absented
herself therefore, from all social af
fairs. Her uncle was her staunch
friend, which may have happened be-
cause Peggy adopted him as such.
They" she told her uncle one morn
ing, ARE going to have a reception
today for some noted person. 1t will
last all afternoon, Aunt Gertrude
says that my pink muslin is out of
the question. Uncle, dear, do you
think that you could drop me off at
the Gallery of Arts. on your drive
to the Office? There's a lunch room
in the gallery. and 1 could spend such
a glorious day"
James Weldon blinked. GLORIOUS?
Looking at mummies and old script?"
he asked.
Peggy nodded.
And painting" she said. Her cous-
ms were delighted at the idea; they
had suffered severe misgivings, that
Peggy might be moved by curiosity
| to stay and see the notable" Half
the morning had fed before the girl
| assembled the marble steps to the art
gallery. She became engrossed with
| one picture, and was Washington!
so eagerly that Daddy might be there
to enjoy 1t with her, when a big man
suddenly uncovered, and set up before
| the painting, q copy of the original;
then with frowning brOws, stood COM
pairing the two. She had not known
that she was going to speak, but the
words started so she continued brave
ly.
II like your copy BEST" Peggy said.
The artist turned abruptly.
But the expression is not true"
he complained, the eyes of the origin
| al show wistfulness. l cannot SEEM
tO-Catch-"
Il wouldn't try to catch the visit
fulness," Peggy told him cheerfully,
| the girl would look utterly happy,
when her lover returned. In that mo-
ment, war, everything, would be for
| gotten"
The man smiled.
"Oh. it would?" he asked amusedly.
"And you advise me to leave my
| picture, so?" His tone changed to
seriousness.
1T is refreshing to meet sincere
enthusiasm" he said, "and think
-" he spoke thOughtfully, that it
would also be a pleasure to show
| you some of the great paintings.
| Would you care to walk around the
| gallery? l am Daniel Ware"
The name was added quietly, but
Peggy caught her breath.
"NOt-the real Daniel Ware?" she
asked unbelieving.
1t was more unbelievable still to sit
opposite the great man in the gallery
| luncheon room, to find him so kindly
| interested, so simply human. The noted
artist, strange TO say, appeared TO
be as regretful at saying goodbye as
was Peggy.
~ have to GO" he explained, or
would not. May know your name
Miss Inspirations"
81 am afraid not" Peggy answered
him ruefully, my adventure is over"
She slipped in through the side en-
! trance on her return, in order to es-
! cape observation. Lines of waiting
| automobiles told her that her aunt's
! reception was still in order. But as
Peggy reached the side hall, man in
fur coat came hurrying toward the
door.
The man was the artlst-her artist !;
he stopped before her, staring; then
he smiled.
'You?" he asked. "How do you come
here"
II am trying to get past my aunt's
reception" Peggy told him, without
being observed"
"Oh! Mr.. Ware" came suddenly
cousin Patricia's voice. "Can you not
be persuaded to remain with US Ion
ger?"
The notable guest looked delighted
~ at Peggy.
II can" he promptly responded.