years ago I was glad to sell a paint
ing for $25 and. I usedto turn out
one every week as regularly as clock
work. Now I can't do them quickly
enough to find purchasers at five
hundred .apiece vWhy, last year" I
"Then listen, Walter' said Mollie
quickly.' '-iTha'tis all a trick, of-mine
and father's, When you asked'me to
wait ;uhtil;you.'had made'avname for
yourself? father thought" you foolish.
He' tad money e'nougb'forboth of uq,
het 'Baid, ?and .nothing would have
pleased him better thatt -that you
should continue painting all your life
and let the future'.' taketare of itself,
Bu when you refused well, you
Know mat MMoonugnruver urooKiyn
Bridge' of yours?"- J
"Well, I should. -guess so.- Enoch
gave me $250 for that and it was
my first success."
"Enoch didn't buy it," sobbed Mol
lie. -''At least, didn't buy it on chance,
as .you suppose. Father-went to him.
and told him he would pay $250 for
that when you took it,,to Enoch and"
$50 extra for each picture you paint
ed until you reached a thousand dol
lars. And those customers of .Enoch's
who you thought bought all your pic
tures they were just father and me,
Walter. And every picture that he has
bought he has given away. That
splendid painting at the Metropolitan
hospital, for instance, was presented
by father, on the understanding that
his name should not be made public.
And you 'Old Man on a Doorstep'
which you thought so highly of that
was given by father to the public
school on Thirtieth street and not
bought by them. And so with every
thing. If it wasn't for father, Enoch
would still be- paying you $25 apiece
and you wouldn't have made any
thing more than you used to do. And
now I know that things are back just
where they were two years ago, and
I oughtn't to have told you, but I
couldn't marry you with a lie in my
heart,, Walter. So kiss me once and
then I will leave you and not see you
again until why, Walter I"
He "was" bending: over her and
laughing, and the kiss thai he gave
her did not seem in the.least like" a
farewell kiss, but; rather a harbinger
of many kisses to come.,
v "Walter! Y6aaren!tgorrig:to leave
irie,? ''You are ' going to f qrgivev'me ? "
-Molliehispered .incredulously.1 ,
j' Walter sat down'in his chair, again
anil drew her. onThiskhee and kissed v.
ftie.,last of the tears away.,' .
v"Nqw you Hsten.'to.iittey Mollie, and
through,"Tie began: "Of ;course,;if I
:had'knowh of that little "trick I should
have .been, extremely-. angry. But it
has helped rme-in more' ways than you
imagine. In. the first place, this giv- .
ing away of -my paintings to hospitals
and schools has "advertised me .and
created ademand for my worlt."
. "And only last Friday I was in. at
'Wallls'and he said to me: -'I irish
you wouldn't give all .your work to"
Enoch, Mr. Barrett. Why don't you
let me have some of it?' So I told
him that.I hadmadea year's contract
with Enoch to give him so many pic
tures and that I couldn't break It And
what do you '.think? 'Well, if I hadn't,
entered into that arrangement I
should have-faeeri able to dispose of
my work at just about twice as much x
again, and if my 'pictures hadn't been
dispersed throughout the city I could
have a collected exhibit this winter as
Wallis- wants So that you' andmy
respected" -father-in-law to be have
deprived me of just about half "a '
"Five thousand dollars, and I'm-go-. "
ing ta get it back from you."
"How?" asked Mollie, smiling.
"One. dollar apiece," answered'
Walter ' . "Five thousand kisses ar
jompound interest,.. doubling them-'
selves in five and twenty years."
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
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