When one loves one's Art, no service seems too hard.

Joe was a man with a genius for art. Delia did things in six octaves promisingly.

Joe and Delia became in love with one of the other, or each of the other, as you please, and in a short time were married - for (see above), when one loves one's Art no service seems too hard.

They began housekeeping in a flat. It was a lonesome flat, but they were happy; for they had their Art, and they had each other.

Joe was learning painting in the class of the great Magister - you know his fame. His fees are high; his lessons are light - his high-lights have brought him fame. Delia was studying under Rosenstock - you know his reputation as a disturber of the piano keys.

They were mighty happy as long as their money lasted.

After a while, Art flagged . Everything going out and nothing coming in, money was lacking to pay Mr. Magister and Rosenstock their prices. When one loves one's Art, no service seems too hard. So, Delia said she must give music lessons to make the ends meet.

For two or three days she went out looking for pupils. One evening she came home overjoyed.

"Joe, dear," she said, cheerfully, "I've a pupil. And, oh, the loveliest people! General - General Pinkney's daughter Clementina - on Seventy-first street."

"That's all right for you, Dele," said Joe, "but how about me? Do you think I'm going to let you work while I play in the regions of high art? "

Delia came and hung about his neck.

"Joe, dear, you are silly. You must keep on at your studies. It is not as if I had quit my music and gone to work at something else. While I teach I learn. I am always with my music."

"All right," said Joe. "But I may sell some of my pictures as well."

The next few weeks, they both busied themselves with their own business and brought back a ten, a five, a two and a one - all legal tender notes - and laid them beside each others' earnings.

One Saturday evening Joe reached home first. He spread his $18 on the table and washed what seemed to be a great deal of dark paint from his hands.

Half an hour later Delia arrived, her right hand tied up in a shapeless bundle of wraps and bandages .

"How is this?" asked Joe. Delia laughed, but not very joyously. "Clementina," she explained, "insisted upon a Welsh rabbit after her lesson. In serving the rabbit she spilled a great lot of it, boiling hot, over my wrist. Nothing serious, dear."

"What time this afternoon did you burn your hand, Dele?"

"Five o'clock, I think," said Dele. "The iron - I mean the rabbit came off the fire about that time."

"Sit down here a moment, Dele," said Joe. "What have you been doing for the last few weeks, Dele?" he asked.

She braved it for a moment or two with an eye full of love and stubbornness, but at last down went her head and out came the truth and tears.

"I couldn't get any pupils," she wept. "I got a place ironing shirts in that big Twenty-fourth street laundry . A girl in the laundry set down a hot iron on my hand this afternoon. I think I did very well to make up both General Pinkney and Clementina. What made you ever suspect that I wasn't giving music lessons?"

"I didn't," said Joe, "until tonight. And I wouldn't have then, only I sent up this cotton waste and oil from the engine-room this afternoon for a girl upstairs who had her hand burned with a smoothing-iron. I've been firing the engine in that laundry for the last few weeks."

"And then you didn't ..." said Delia

And then they both looked at each other and laughed, and Joe began:

"When one loves one's Art no service seems ..."

But Delia stopped him with her hand on his lips. "No," she said - "just 'When one loves.'"

What are the answers to this following set of questions:

1. Who was the pianist?
2. Who was the artist?
3. Were they married?
4. Do you believe they we recently wed?
5. Why were they without cash?
6. How many teachers did they pay?
7. What were their names?
8. Who offered to instruct the young lady in keyboarding?
9. What was her husband doing to help?
10. How much cash did he put on the counter?
11. What was on his fingers and palms?
12. Was someone burned?
13. Joe spread 18 bucks on the table
14. Ok cool. Who was injured?
15. How did she injure herself?
16. Where did she hurt herself?

Numbered answers:
1. Delia
2. Joe
3. yes
4. unknown
5. High fees
6. Two
7. Mr. Magister and Rosenstock
8. Delia
9. art
10. unknown
11. unknown
12. unknown
13. $18
14. Dele
15. a burn
16. hand