1 CONDENSED 1 K CLASSICS - It ! TRILBY Ii ! IB Br 6E0RQE DU MAURIBR ' ', U GutaVnMtfefifefAnC.C'nxb ' fca. "1 O o r B e I.oula HK9fc. I'almella Ilnsaon b "J Mnurier nam K 1S31, nnd died In V' ' A lnelnnd In 1800. IKi "V Ilia father, a nat- KUgA tirallard IlrllUh HlE'lVv aubject, TTn the HBuflr LJ natures, aEL "sf'-.SBaM Prance daring He?4I the Ilrlftn of Tr- HEsHBaasasM Iandon. -HpKjHflL lie Aral GaKflHK ne tliree bookii MKljHj Manrler, late In I SBRkK Utt, reputation 1 !rl " novelist, nl- bbbbV -173bbbbbW m0' n" K-""" BMttSSHH be Jiad enjoyed an & v nrtUt nnd Iinmor- iwr more than Kenerntlon. tbe fnjNwr depicts bla own alngnlarljr pr childhood. flfcjpTTaa bromcht to I,oniton ithen HHPor four years old. but Tactic Mrlea of tula period were auddenlr BBaUored, one beautlfnl dnr In June. Me charmlnK reallllea of n French HJBH. and an "old tcIIott home with BPBf' ahnttera and mnnaard roofn of ttiy? Here at Pnaay, xtUH hla "Kay jtavlnl father and hla yonng Knn MMothcr," the boy apent seven yeara ViflBtet. prlcelraa borne life. &Rycar 1KS0 found him In Paris, PKltln Quarter, a atudent at "the pMt the nrt world of rrlilch In WarMr" he produced a fasclnatlaar, fMHUi picture, with both pen and yracnAIlMINa studio, In tho Lnt-aftVtt Lnt-aftVtt In quarter of Paris, sheltered fl3Sf"T,,rco Muskotcors of the ;" Talbot Wynne, or Taffy, n j$"r' blue-eyed young Yorkshl ffMjJwtio had been n soldier, hut wns k kattollowlng his wish to bo nn nrt-at;rthB nrt-at;rthB Sondy McAllister, or tho Utrd'M his friends cnllcd him, In 'jndajby his parents for a solicitor, wt itTlwns In Paris painting Torca ir.;M",''K'nK French ballads, with f dlM; Scotch nccont. TjBgfclrd ho was Lltllo HIIIIc." or NMSMpu0t, a pleasing young Eng- f8Bfrorn London. To llvo nnd isilcjMt'nrls had been Blllle's drenm, J nfaflit It was c reality, ho nnd his wigpipHds having taken tho studio iajajft' lie often looked nt theao MMaMRnd wondered If nnyono, llv- Jijmgknd, ever hod two such glorl- Mmws Ills absoluto belief In nil , kfMoW nnd did touched them ex- Mitafflir, and they In turn loved htm gMrt nffectlonnto disposition nnd r!fj(Wnys; and recognizing his iftaMMe, keenness and dellcncy In all iHjiSJof form nnd color, they had WaTgrcnt admiration for him. CNJfshoYcry April day tho three (eiirecro In tho studio, each occu- rril-5 Ills tasto, TufTy vigorously U'ttati9r a pair of Indlnn clubs, tho sajwjjjatttlng before his cnscl painting, djMffe kneeling on tho brond divan Myytio great studio window wns Bjeut over tho roofs of Paris EMIng upon tlio futuro of himself JKfrIcnds. naatt speculations wero rudely In- IM&d by a loud knocking nt tho JMI two men entered ; first a tall, ff afmdtvlduat of any ago between I IJBg"1 forty-five, of Jewish nspect, I 'Avturcd, but sinister. IIo hnd Knitlllant black eyes, with long, Hg)NVi. no went by tho na.mo of ftajaM, spoko fluent French, but It'll Merman accent. Ills companion ! if J,'' swarthy young rann, pos- jjfir''a,ipsy; under his arm ho enr- H'Jj5'e nnd bow, Byjajipii'at onco suggestel that they Bmm music and, seating himself JBSSTiiiSfno, run his fingers up nnd TniwMkeya wltn tho oasy power of ' lawwft Then ho foil to playing Ipln'slflmpromptu In A lint, so IktMgftr that Ltttlo niUlo's heart I ""flfr bursting with emotion nnd IdHjKHo never forgot that Im- Ifviyhlch ho was destined to !ouo day In very strnngo wo, Svcngall and his com-o, com-o, mado muslr together so eed, that oven Taffy and ,to almost as wild In their ns Bllllo, but with an en- deep for words, thero cnino nnother Inter-ud Inter-ud knucklompptng at tho nnd n voice of great vol-Ight vol-Ight belong to any sox, or igel, uttered tho British rode!, "milk below," and no could say "entrez," n o appeared framed In tlic nntcchnraber; the llguro tnll nnd fully developed lad In tho gray overcoat of fantry soldier; below this I n short striped petticoat, It were vlslhlo her bnro s, tho toes losing them-hugo them-hugo pair of men's list Btrlctly benutlful, tho girt rgtinrm; she wns rcnlly much JSpwalthy young English boy. jMBM door behind her sho snld, Wjgpf"yo,ro nil English, now, f3HDf I hcnnl the music nnd gnK Jest como In for a bit and F-jmme of day; you don't mind ' ii ii a ai Trilby, that's my name, Trilby OTcr-rnlL." OTcr-rnlL." Yes this was Trilby of tho studios, artists' model, taking her noondny rest. Sho sat down upon tho model throno to cat her luncheon and listen to the music. When Svcngall had brought the music mu-sic to a close, Trilby remarked It was not very gay, and offorcd to sing a song which she knew, and In English, whercnt she sang "Ben Bolt," nnd finished fin-ished nmld nn embarrassing sllcnco; for her hearers did not know whether it wns Intended seriously or In fun; such n volume of sound ensued that It Hooded tho studio, but without melody or music of any kind, In fact ns If tho singer wero tone-denf as Indeed sho was. With her charm nnd goodfcllowshlp, Trilby won tho hearts of the Thrco i Musketeers, Blllte's most of all, nnd It wns Bllllo for whom sho felt tho deep- i csl affection. Sho cooked for them nt I 1 1 in cm. mended their clothing, listened to their music and tho wondorfu- talk of "tho glory that wns Oroeco and tho grandeur that was Ilomp." At other times she criticized their work; in fact, wns qulto "one of them." t A climax enmo ono dny when Bll'le, visiting another studio, discovered i Trilby posing for tho "altogether." Ho was bo shocked that he was awakened i to the fact of his great Ibvts for Trll- by, nnd rushing homo to his friends, declared that lw was going to 'arbl- i 7.on to paint tho forest nnd Unit ho i wnnted to he alone. i Trilby, too, saw matters In n differ- I cnt light, and after much self-exnm- 1 (nation and struggle, decided that sho i would poso no more, hut would enrn her living as a flue laundress, with nn ' old friend who had n lnnndry nnd wns doing well. Poor Trilby wns certnlnly i ono of tho froll ones hut through Ignorance, Ig-norance, rather than wrong Intent; now sho saw her mlstako and with her ' love for Bllllo there camo u now fel- ' Ing, a dawning self-respect. Nineteen times Bllllo nsked Trilby to mnrry him, hut sho nlwnys refused, ' feeling herself unworthy. Then ono Christmas night ho nsked her tho twentieth tlmo, "Will you marry me? If not I leavo Paris in tho morning never to return," nnd Trilby, fcnrlng to loso him out of her llfo, finally nn-Hwered nn-Hwered "Yes." mine's mother, hearing of the In-tended In-tended mnrrlagn, Journeyed to Pnrls to make lnqulrlmt nbout Trilby, finally deciding thnt sh was not the wlfo for her son, nil of which sho snld to Trilby, Tril-by, who In her great lovo for Blllle, nnd thinking It best for him, promised ' to go awny nnd not sco him ngnln. Trilby kept her promise nnd Bllllo ! became very 111; when ho hnd sufil- ( clently recovered ho went bnck to ( England with his mother, his heart, ns , It seemed, qulto dead Tills wns a sorrowful time for Toffy ( and tho Laird, as they missed both , Trilby and Blllle. Years went by and Bllllo became n , famous painter, with n beautiful homo . In London nnd many friends. Then tho three Musketeers wero to- , pother again In Paris, whero they vis- Ited the scenes of former times, at least going to tho old studio, now rented to , other tenants, but having still upon its wnll Bllllo's famous drawing of Trll- ) hy's foot, protected by n covering of j glass; and beneath II some stnnzns to , "Pauvro Trilby, la hello ot honno ct t ohero I" ( Ono night they nttended a concert In n lnrgc hall on tho Hue St. Honore. Tho first violin had scarcely taken his sent beforo tllcy recognized their old friend Gecko. Just ns tho clock struck, Svcngall nppenred tho conductor. con-ductor. Then a moment of silence, nnd two llttlo page-boys ench drew n silken rope, tho curtains parted, nnd n tnll figure walked slowly down to tho front of tho stage. Tho liouso roso to meet Itfr as sho advanced, bowing to right nnd left "It was Trilby." Her eyes on Svcngnll, at n slgnnl from lilm.sho flnng without accompaniment, accompani-ment, In a voice so Immense In Its softness, richness nnd freshness, thnt It seemed to bo pouring Itself from nil n round; nnd then her dove-lllto eyes looked past Svcngall, straight nt Bllllo, and nil his long-lost power of loving camo back with n rusli. At last the finnl performance of tho evening. Trilby vocnllzed, without words, Chopin's Impromptu In A flat; astounding, no pltiuo hnd over given out such notes ns thesol Amid tho wild npplauso nnd enthusiasm of nn Immenbo nudlcnco Trilby hud mndo her debut In Pnrls. Her debut In London was n different differ-ent mutter; Svcngnll 111, und unnblo to conduct, hnd taken his place In a box exactly opposlto Trilby, but hlh prchonco hnd no effect upon her. When It enmo tlmo for her to stng sho started start-ed "Ben Bolt," but sang only a fow barn when tho houso was In an uproar of laughter, hoots nnd hlssos. Trilby had lost tho power of "singing true." Sho seemed to bo nwnkcnlng ,'rom Meep, not knowing whero sho wns. Her ohl-tlmo frlendj rescued her and took her homo to Bllllo's mother. Svcngnll collapsed from shock and died very ! suddenly. I Tho friends learned from Gecko that "thero were two Trllbys." Svengull hnd but to say "dor" and sho suddenly I became nn unconscious Trilby of marble to do his bidding. So they traveled giving concerts, Svcngall, Gecko, Trilby, attended by Murta, nn old servant of Svcngnll. Tho long strain had Its effect upon poor Trilby, and sho drooped nnd died, surrounded by tho old-tlms friends and Bllllo's mother. Not long after, llttlo Blllle, broken-hearted, followed fol-lowed her. Copyright, X919. by tho Post Publishing Co (The Boston Post). Printed by pcrmls Ion of, and arrangement with, Harpai & Bros., authorized publishers.