From a Bench in Our Square
ly enough to keep her head above the high tide of Fifth Avenue prices. As to idleness, she scorned the charge. Had she not, throughout the war, performed prodigious feats of committee work, all o
anting to look again, and not a
ateway from the upper strata to our humbler domain, who-Pagan that she is!-indiscriminately accepts all things beautiful simply for their beauty. Having arrived, Miss Holland proceeded to organize us with all the energy of high-blooded sweet-and-twenty and all the imperiousness of confident wealth and beauty. She organized an evening sewing-circle for women whose eyelids would not stay open after their long day's work. She formed cultural improvement classes for such as Leon Coventry, the printer, who knows half the literatures of the world, and
il the day when she clashed her lath-and-tinsel sword of theory against the tempered steel of the Little Red Doctor
e a soldier. "Tell m
olunteer service, she turned shining eyes upon him. "I've ne
tle Red Doctor. "I'll send for you
she, and they sh
strations, and even those of us who least approved her activitie
d in the Bonnie Lassie's front window, was maturing some new and benign outrag
n making queer mark
ick Banta. He's
ney head like an amiable lion; quite a
make all
h other. At least the queer man i
ly an academic discu
the yo
what might have
? What did
he loo
"It's a peculiar face. Awfully interesting, though. He's qu
the Bonnie Lassie with a hal
ally well-meaning soul. "Would it be a case where I could help? I'd
t sincere and direct, however much she may play her trickerie
I doubt whether he'd hav
amateur missionary hopefully. "Is he
e quality. "Julien Tenney isn't exactly a pauper. He just think
ught he
ly. "Five years ago I believe he had the makings of
s on sidewal
Commerci
d that sort
d young super-Americans who appear in the advertisements, riding in super-ca
o," said the
raws
t you call p
e k
e it pays jus
ssie evasively, "he sticks to
going to
Bonnie Lassie wickedly. "I'll call him in for you to look ove
spite his smeary garb of the working artist. His presentation to Miss H
sked Julien, st
a gilded butter
she doin
oo
n pained tones. "Ha
ural
anthr
or
't no sich
She's a pat
ow
going to pat
first. How do I qu
ered you a
s she get
p implement from the left eye of a stoi
s fair?" demanded t
t him. "Do you or do you not," she challenged, "invade ou
only extr
ment in Gramercy Park, when you are not down her
ten, I won't stand for
I keep my room here bec
ork in
ak his foolish old heart if you left him
an awkward child. "Did you tell all
nd barely sufficient expedient to keep the wolf from the d
e queried wit
great p
ow, I've meant all along, as
ncerned, "and you know; but time flies and hell is paved with good intentions, and if yo
'd let me paint her
she had planned it from the moment when she had caught the flash of startled surprise and wonder in his eyes, as they first rested on Bobbie Holland. Here, she had guessed, might be the age
cause I'm a littl
it, since you've t
such a model as she i
retty?" inquired the s
tess's smile he broke off. "You'll admit it's a well-model
"She's a devastating whirlwind, that child, and she comes down here pa
ing to play
by arduous pot-boiling? You won't have to play a part as far as the pot-boiling goes," added his monitress viciously. "Only, don't let her know t
t," retorted the
r. I'll bring her around to see you and y
k and cleanly poverty. (Yes, I was there to see; the Bonnie Lassie had taken me along to make up that first party.) Having done the honors, Julien dropped into the background, and presently was curled up over a drawing-board, sketching eagerly while the Bonnie Lassie and I held the doer of good deeds in talk. Now the shrewd and abl
is an adequate critic. Miss Holland contemplated what was a v
s pleased to say. "Wou
d be exactly-" A stern
efusal. He swallowed t
little?" asked the visit
that with a little crayoning and retouching he
icately dropped a
nd time to let me try
?" she said doubtful
put in the crafty Bonnie Lassie. "It
imself to the utmost to keep her mind at play, and, as I can vouch who helped train him, there are few men of his age who can be as absorbing a companion as Julien when he chooses to exert his charm. All the time, he was working with a passionate intensity on the portrait; letting everything else go; tossing aside the most remunerative offers; leaving his mail unopened; throwing himself intensely, rec
it of the most punctilious and rigid honor, the gift, perhaps, of some forgotten ancestry. More and more, as the intimacy grew, he deserted his uptown haunts and stuck to the attic studio above the rooms where, in the dawning days of prosperity, he had installed Peter Quick Banta in the effete and scandalous luxury of two rooms, a bath, and a gas stove. Yet the pict
y in the sculptress's studio; "but soone
Bonnie Lassie, not lo
ll go
trait will be finishe
That'll be
ie did look up. Immediate
l have to go away
returned he in
e outset, 'Dangerou
rsonality, I could judge only as I saw them occasionally together, she lustrous and exotic as a buddi
ernoon as Julien was taking the patroness of Art over to where her car wait
your age, Dominie," said th
serious," I
is an adorable little p
ll enough to have discov
ignoring the question, "she
to escape being bored
won't sp
doesn't appear
t. Julien is doing her a lot of good. Already she's far
, if I may so express m
r," she reproved. "However, the big idea is that Jul
effect that the experience is likely to cost him pre
ular sphinx," was all t
llowship between painter and paintee. That nourished along, and one day a vagrant wind brought in the dangerous element of historical personalities. Th
r qu'on est bie
that there?"
s ago. And meant
come to kno
rench
freely. "I wouldn't have thought"-she turned her softly bri
rejoinder. "But ne
em to know so many things-w
thing." (Ungrateful young scoundrel, so to describe my two-h
s that to a man, deep has begun to call to deep. (The Bonnie L
s of Art, on leaving Jul
st casual manner she could co
bod
ean," pleaded the
ed the Bonnie Lassie, quite pleased with her ne
e clever. Be ni
feeling perverse that day. "You want me to define his social status for you and tell you
l tones. "I've never known any one with more instin
raining," bragged the Bonnie L
now something of
with the manners of a preux chevalier. Anyway, he never swal
uzzling," la
the bud of your mind? You're n
arded. "I don't know what I'm going to do with him," said she with a
id the Bon
inued sc