Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1941-07-02
Rr PERRIToN MAXWELL

CIR GEOFFREY DAW s O y.
- knight and world-acclalmeo
member Of the Royal Academy,
stood al his easel welding a
color-laden brush, but his thoughts
were colorleSS.
Skillfully he painted in where
they counted the most. many OF
the famous Dawson accents on
The portrait OF the grand lady
who had authorized the canvas be-
fore war had murdered art.
Blast the fends." he NUT
tered 10 himself. BLAST every
hulling beast OF them"
The girl seated on the silk
draped dias. wearing the costume
seen in the picture, startled
leaned forward, did you say
somethln'. Sir Godfrey
Hold your pose" barked the
painter.
The young model shrank back
resuning her former position. II
was not like Sir Godfrey 10 be
churliSh. She frowned worriedly,
but her changed expression did not
irritate the artist since the face
in the painting had been finished
and approved by its famous orig
nal many weeks ago.
IT'S NO USE
Suddenly the artist slammed
down his palette and thrust his
brushes into jar.
'Tt's no use. Carol. we'D have
10 call IL a day
Are YOU Ill. Sir Godfrey"
"More i'll, my dear, than I
have ever been In my 6S years"
Hadn't you better call doc
tor 90, 80
mo doctor can cure the thing
that's troubling me. I'm soul
sick,
perhaps l can do something
-" began the girl.
The painter shook his head.
Carol" he asked. presently,
do you know the Elgin
Msrbles?"
'T'm afraid not. sir"
81 didn't think YOU would.
They were early Greek sculp-
lures brough 10 this country by
Lord Elgin back In 1872. They
have been admired by the whole
world as the most beautiful eN-
amples of the sculptor's art of
any period, perfect and price
less"
Sir Godfrey closed his eyes as
il to shut out a spectacle of hor-
ror. Carol" he said brokenly,
the Nazis bombed the British
museum last night and destroyed
the Elgin Marbles"
FALSE SYMPATHY
"Oh, what a shame" said the
girl with affected sympathy.
"But perhaps they can put the
broken pieces together again
after the war"
"No chance Of that. They tell
me the whole precious collection
IL just 40 much junk-sculptured
stone yesterday, worth o fortune,
today-rubbish."
Sir Godfrey angrily tore off
his painting smock. It's mon
strous. criminal" he cried. Why
weren't those sublime works OF
art taken away to some place OF
safety before"
A siren walled its dread warn
ing in the distance. Another
nearer at hand took up the blood
curdling, much too familiar alarm
Here, Carol, are your 10
shillings for posing yesterday
and today" Sir Godfrey handed
the model her pay. Don't stop
ito change your things now, but
do try TO keep that beautiful
costume clean. IL isn't mine,
you know. Hurry along! The
nearest air raid shelter IL down
the road. two turnings 10 the
left. OF with you"
Thanks, Sir Godfrey. See
you later"
.Cheerin- my dear. but hurry"
The painter lifted his battered
tin hat from the rack of his ease
and slung his gas mask over IN
shoulder as he strobe TO the win
dow looking into Ladbroke road
Three stories down men ant
women walked briskly in III
direction of the local underground
shelter. Some carried pillows an,
blankets. A boy hoped cheeril
along on clutches. An old womal
grasped a cage in her arms as
TO shield its tenant from harm
scolding parrot. No one ran. n
one was panicky. The neighbor
hood thus far had remained un
touched by the blitzkrieg, still, on
never knew.
SWARM OF PLANES
Looking up. Sir Godfrey saw