Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-08-19

Life. Beautltui women, ms peaSt-
" photography business "
was amazed Even In the East ru-
mors Of his success had reached me
and l found that they had not been
exaggerated. In every photographers
CLUB in the metropolis he was being
spoken Of as the logical successor to
The presidency of the Analgamated
Guild Of Bulb-SQueezerS.
Il can't stick 1t much longer" said
Clarence Actresses nursing their
dolls! CountesSeS simpering over kit
tens Film stars among their books
In 10 minutes so to Waterloo, ! have
been sent for by the Duchess OF Hamp-
shire To take some studies Of Lady Men
ica Southbourne in the castle grounds.
A shuddcr ran through him.
She has the most brilliant smile in
Tnc'and,' he whispered
Come. comet"
Coy. yet rnguish. they tell me
1T may not be true,
And I bet she will want to be taken
Offering a lump of sugar to her dog
Clarence. this is morbid
All. we'll" he said. pulling himself
together, Il have made my sodium sui
phitc and / must lie in it,
sew him of in a cab The last
view I had of him was of his pale,
drawn profile. He looked like an aris~
tocrst of the French Revolution being
borne of to his doom on a tumbril.
How little he guessed that the only girl
in the world lay waiting for him round
the corner.
No you are wrong Lady Monica did
not turn out to be the only girl in the
world. Lady Monica proved To be all
=, Aaz l,a f.
even more Not only was her smile
coy yet roguiSh. but she had sort Of
coquettish droou Of the left evelid. of
which no one had warned him. And
in addition n her two dogs she pos
sossed totally unforeseen pct monkey.
Of which he was compelled to take no
fewer than eleven studies
No, IL was not Lady Monica who cap
tured Clarence's heart but girl in
taxi whom he met on his way to the
station.
Ii was in q traffic lam at the top Of
Whitehall that he first observed this
girl. His cab had become beCalmed in
a sea OF omnibuses, and CHANGING to
LOOK to the right he perceived, within
q few feet OF him, another taxi. head
ing for Trafalgar Square. There was
A face at its window. It turned toward
him and their eyes met
TO most men 1t would have seemed
an unattractive face. To Clarence.
surfeited with the coy. the beamine
and the delicately chiseled. it was the
most wonderful thing he had ever
looked at All his life. he felt, he had
been searching for something on these
lines. That snuh nose. that breadth
Of cheek bone. the squareness Of that
chin. And not dimple in sight He
told me afterward that his only feeling
at first was one Of increduiity. He had
not believed that the world contained
women like this. And then the Jam
lcosened and he was carried away.
II was as he was passing the Houses
OF Parliament that the realization came
to him that the strange. bubbly sensa-
ton that seemed to start from lust
above the lower left pocket Of his
waistcoat was not. as he had at first
supposed, dyspepsia. but love Yes. love
had come along at last 10 Clarence
Mulliner. And for all the good ii was
likely 10 do him. he reflected bitterly.
It might Just as we'll have been dyspep-
STA. He loved girl whom he would
probably never see again.
However, custom is strong. and
man who has once allowed the bulb
squeezing habit to get grip of him
cannot cast it of in a moment. Next
day Clarence was back in his studio.
diving into the velvet nosebag as of
yore and telling peeresses to watch the
little birdie. just as If nothing had hap
pened. And if there was now a look
of pain IN his eyes, nobody objected to
that Indeed. inasmuch as the grief
that gnawed at his heart had the effect
OF deepening and mellowine his camera
side manner tn an almost sarcerdotal
his private sorrows ac-
tually helped his professional prestige.
Women told one another that being
photographed by Clarence Mullinsr was
like undergoing some wonderful spirit
ual experience. and his appointment
book became fuller than ever