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scribed as "taken down in characters classes were organized, and in order to from the pulpit by a young maiden." avail themselves of the teaching of Pit
In his autobiography Benjamin man, many of these met at six o'clock Franklin says:
in the morning, and others continued
their work until ten in the evening. My uncle Benjamin had formed a shorthand of his own, which he taught shorthand did not become general.
Despite this, however, the use of me. He was very pious and a very
The difficulty in learning the older type great attender of the best preachers which he took down in shorthand, and
of shorthand was probably the reason. he had many volumes of them. My
It was not until the invention of a father intended to devote me to the simpler shorthand that there came the service of the Church. My uncle offered present growing interest in it as an art to give me his collection of sermons as a that should be mastered by everybody, sort of stock in trade with which to start. whether they wish to make use of it
professionally or otherwise. It is now
a recognized subject in the curricIn 1837 Isaac Pitman published ulum of nearly every high school in system called “Stenographic Sound- the country. This growth is bound to Hand,” which was revived in 1840 influence its use as a utility for every and published as "Phonography.” So one, though it is only with the intergreat was the interest displayed in esting ancient story of shorthand that the study of the art that enormous we have been here concerned.
Wax tablets and tools used by Roman
The Hairs of the Occasion
By JAMES MAHONEY
Illustrations by George Wright
§ 1 ENTRILLON stepped aside to choose a pose, and that every one
from before the model-stand, of them, in order to relieve themselves and made a sweeping gesture, of all responsibility by thrusting it quite as if he had been a con- upon him, would emphatically vote
juror who had just produced for it. the model upon it out of thin air. Tall “Well, then, Ventri," said one of the and slim, with the grace of a Grecian "ancients," who had the right to take athlete, he moved with a swift energy the initiative, “if she is not going to that belied the girlish beauty of his stand up, don't let her lean forward beardless face. It was the face of a like a sack of potatoes. It would be beautiful nun, but its eyes were the better if she would stand. She coleyes of a man who knew all things lapses the planes.” without having done any of them. “I cannot stand, messieurs,” broke
"Choose, messieurs,” he announced. in Carmen in a strange, mixed accent “Let me see your hands. Who wants in which the Italian predominated the pose?" The great volume of his over a trace of Spanish; "I could not baritone voice came in arresting con
holda the posa." trast to the womanish delicacy of his “Why not take the other?” sugfeatures and the youthful slimness of gested an American. The Americans his active body. It was even more always wanted pretty models. “She astounding when he swore, as he is younger." could and frequently did, like a veri- “What!” screamed Carmen, "you table Apache.
lika better one of those young hussies From the hundred or so students, than me, Carmen! It is true that I pushing and crowding about the magic am not so young as I was; but regarda circle left free for the operations of the torso, messieurs! The g-r-r-reatest Ventrillon, not a hand went up. Ven- ar-r-rtists of the world have admired trillon had been posing Carmen for that torso!” She flung her shoulders over an hour and he was growing im- back, and thus threw into prominence patient. He shrugged his shoulders. a torso as fine as that of the Venus of "Then pose her yourselves! he cried, Melos. She smiled with ineffable and thrust his hands in his pockets as pride. if about to stride away like a sulky "Like that, Ventrillon!" "C'est ça!” angel.
came a roaring chorus of appreciation. All that was done for sheer effect. But poor Carmen sagged forward He knew how to manage them. He again, and all that splendid, firm strucknew that now they would force him ture of magnificent planes and surfaces posa!”
collapsed into bulges and creases no cerise taffeta about her waist, thrust finer than those of a hot-water bottle her feet into high-heeled slippers, and or the "ancient's” sack of potatoes. descended. She was like a dingy
"Carmen," said Ventrillon, "you flame. She walked with a mincing must hold yourself upright.”
step straight up to the younger model, "It is my backbone,” said Carmen; regarded her a moment with unspeak“it grows tired.”
able scorn, shrugged her shoulders, “Then take the other one," they and turned away. yelled impatiently, and drew aside to Ventrillon witnessed this exhibition make way for a girl who sat waiting on of the terrific jealousy, the overpowerthe bench by the door, a slender young ing hatred of the superseded for the girl with the face of a Greuze.
one who some day would supplant her. Ventrillon, who stood nearer the “This Carmen is old, but she is a model than anybody else, heard a child,” he thought; “I must do somefierce whisper. Carmen had said, “If thing for her. What, I do not know.
. they choose that cow, I 'll kill her!" I am not God. In fact, I am human; He looked up. He saw her now, with and at this moment my humanity deshoulders back, torso solid, and she mands satisfaction.” He leaped upon carried her head like a queen.
a stool and shouted with all the fullness "Messieurs," she cried, "I holda the of that astounding baritone: "Mes"
sieurs, we are all great artists, it is true. “Who wishes the pose?” called Ven- Nevertheless, we are human. Let us, trillon again, and every hand went up. then, satisfy our humanity. And
A model is an article of furniture. what, my friends, is the chief requireWhile she poses, she is no more than an ment of humanity? The chief requireeasel, a stool, the stove, or a plaster- ment of humanity, O ignorant ones, is cast. Without a vestige of clothing, beer. Allez! Hop! A bock, parshe is no more nude than a chair from dieu!"
dieu!” He was followed by at least which the summer covering has been half of his fellow-students into the removed. She has no shame and bistrot on the other side of the rue du needs none. A woman of the world Dragon. in evening clothes is far more indeco- It required great eloquence, delivered rous. A model is only an object. without restraint upon that unlimited
But Ventrillon had suddenly per- baritone, to persuade them that he had ceived the humanity of Carmen. Her invited them not to treat them, but to whisper had revealed it to him. He be treated by them, and to prove to saw her as she was, a model grown too them conclusively that it was essential old to pose; and he knew that she, too, to the success of their careers that each knew it. As he saw the pride of her of them contribute a sou toward his past, and the terrible need of her few refreshment. sous a day to support life, stiffen her This was imperative for the satisfacweakened back against the pain of the tion of Ventrillon's humanity, for the muscle-racking pose, his knowledge hand in his trousers-pocket fingered hurt him.
a five-franc piece, two fifty-centime Carmen wrapped herself in a dirty, pieces, and not a little sou more. red dressing-gown, knotted a bit of When the final fifty-centime piece
went, for a period of which the good atelier? He had never occupied himGod alone knew the length Ventrillon self with such a thought before. must starve.
“This Carmen budges always,” said
one. $ 2
“She does not hold the pose,” said It was the contest for the hundred- another. franc prize, and though Ventrillon “How can you expect me to draw," needed that hundred francs as a hun- cried a "nouveau," "when, the moment gry lioness needs raw meat, he could I have drawn one thing, she is annot work. His mind was no longer other!" upon Carmen, the object, a beautifully “That is because you cannot draw modeled form which he must under- at all,” said an "ancient," impartially. stand and reproduce, but upon Car
"Do not blame the model for your men, the woman who was done for. mediocrity, young man. But she
Little by little, as the day dragged makes me nervous.' on in the glass-roofed atelier, hot as a Impatience increased, and the heat, greenhouse, Carmen sagged farther growing intense, irritated them the and farther forward, only to draw her- more. Great drops of sweat formed self up again and smile a crooked smile upon Carmen and rolled to the floor. of pride against the pain.
Her painted lips became thin with the He wondered what lay behind it all. pain of the pose, and even her pride What was this woman's life outside the could no longer strengthen her spine. “Carmen,” one voiced at last the stand to the other, the red gown swirlgeneral discontent, "hold the pose!" ing at her feet. She stooped to them.
Cries went up from all parts of the She shook her hands at them, fingers atelier:
wide-spread. "I am not painting a cinema." "Bordella da dieu!" she swore, "you “Carmen, you budge!" "She moves say 'your jaw' to me, Carmen? Close always!” “Go get a job with the your own traps! Pigs! salauds! And movies!"
you think I will posa? Your jaw, Car“Messieurs,” cried Carmen, "listen. men! And you think I will continue I have posed for Zuloaga, I have posed to posa? Your jaw, Carmen! It is for Sorolla, I have posed for rich necessary to respect me, messieurs; Americans, I have posed for the I am the model of gr-reat ar-rtists, and g-r-reat R-R-Rodin. If you do not be must be respected.
must be respected. Your jaw, Carlieve it, I will show you some sketches men! Go to the devil!” And Carhe gave me. Did the great masters men sank to the platform and burst complain because I moved? No; into terrible, rasping, heartbreaking never-r-r. Never-r of the lifa! They weeping. knew how to draw. R-r-rodin often They were petrified. They stood said to me, 'Budge, Carmen; budge a gaping at her, not knowing what to do. little,' and he was har-r-rd on his Ventrillon alone had glimpsed the models. The trouble is that you are truth about this woman. “One must pigs who do not know how to draw seize the occasion by the hairs," said Do you know that I have never-r Ventrillon, and thereupon saved the before debased myself to posa in the day. schools? No, I am a model for gr-reat The boy went to the prostrate Carar-rtists; but I have taken pity on you. men and put an arm about her redI giva you the privilege of drawing robed shoulder. from me, Carmen! Oh, how you are “My poor Carmen,” he said, “I am ingrates!” Her speech came fast and sorry. It's the nerves, is n't it? No furious, and she spat her flying words nerves can withstand this heat. Come at them across her knees.
and talk to me. I, too, am tired.” “Oh, your jaw, Carmen!” cried one Carmen gave him a grateful look in disgust. “Shut up! Close your and saw that he was sincere. She got trap!"
up willingly and descended. With his "Your jaw, Carmen!” shouted an arm around her he led her to the bench angry chorus.
at the door, saying soft and foolish "Noma da dieu!” swore Carmen with little words to her as one does to a a mighty oath, “I 'll not posa a bit!” child. She rose and, snatching her dressing- "Ah, Ventri," said Carmen, "you gown about herself, started to descend alone are good. The rest are canaille. from the stand.
It is terrible, Ventri, to losa one's “Carmen, be reasonable!"
figure. You have seen how mine is “It is for the prize!”
going. But that is not my fault. Six “We have already begun to paint!" weeks in the country, and I should fill
A terrible rage took Carmen in its outa like a young woman. They hava grasp. She swept from one side of the no right to treata me in such a manner.