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force, and finally being carried off to the wait- and then gave Miss West glimpses of other ing-room to quiet down and to pull his scattered passengers. The most conspicuous of these wits together.
were certain gentlemen — quite a number of She found herself in a third-class compart- them, too — who were dressed in an exaggerment; it was none too clean and it was very ation of the prevailing mode, and who were crowded. The occupants were both men and most active whenever a stop gave easy access women— about half and half. They were not to a restaurant or a buffet. They carried little old, nor were many of them exactly young. None glasses of cognac or kirschwasser, or anything of them, taken singly, would have caused a sec- else that offered, and their steps invariably led ond thought, perhaps; but their associated effect them to one particular carriage -- the first or was peculiar. In the mass there was a singu- second ahead of her own. She saw them again larity of attire, a curious, intimate, democratic, and again; and presently it occurred to her though half-smothered, familiarity of associa- that none of the old passengers were leaving tion, and a certain noticeable sameness in the train and that no new ones seemed to have physiognomy not to be overlooked. Nor did boarded it. Many of the station-masters, too, they, on their part, ignore her own attire and were showing an interest more personal than physiognomy. They scanned her, studied her was common to that indifferent gild, and that - men and women both — with a stealthy, fur- interest followed close on the convoy of kirschtive, insistent interest which presently began to wasser and cognac. annoy and even to alarm her. After a little The hours dragged on wearily and uncomtime one or two of them spoke to her, and with a fortably enough. They passed Nogent, Troyes, certain civility ; but it was a civility that came Bar-sur-Aube, and in due time they reached more from policy than from good will. And Chaumont, where there was a longer wait than before long they showed less of civility and more usual. Here she saw the window-strummer of a sense of restraint and injury, and she be on the platform, and noticed that he was pointgan to feel that she was the discordant element. ing to her compartment. And presently one This discovery pained her; she had no wish of the bearers of kirschwasser came walking to act as a wet blanket on anybody's holiday. down past the long succession of open doors, But doubtless these good people would be get- and paused at hers. He wore a dark, pointed ting off after another five or ten or fifteen miles, beard, his trousers-legs had the sensuous, unduand if she could stand it, they might, too. But lating swing so dear to the Parisian tailor, and they did not get off after five or ten or fifteen his collar displayed the low cut so beloved by miles. They went on as long as she did - and artists of a certain circle. He carried a little longer.
glass of liqueur in a hand on which the maniPresently sounds of joy began to issue from cure had exercised an exaggerated care, and the compartment next behind. There were two he offered his refreshment with a smile whose or three shrieks of laughter in high female voices, intent was that of the most attentive assiduity. and the tones of a big bass voice, which must As he approached her the women opposite have proceeded from a head thrust out of the bridled most self-consciously, and when she next window, came bawlingly into theirs. Then drew back with alarm and offense so plainly in there was a noise as of some one pounding on her face that he could only retire with a stare and the partition close to her head with a bottle - a shrug, her traveling companions finally lost all a sign of greeting, as it seemed, to the people patience with her. The people in the next comlocked in with her. She started; but of those partment were trolling the drinking-song from around her more frowned than smiled, and she “Giroflé-Girofla ” with a spirit and precision realized bitterly that she was a kill-joy indeed. that quite surprised her, and now the people A large, round-shouldered man, who had not in her own threw off all restraint, and joined in shaved himself that morning, and whose taste with them. in neckwear she could not approve, sat opposite She retired into her book, and the loosened her. He was humming a jerky little tune under tongues around her began to do a little waghis breath, and was accompanying himself by ging. They talked brokenly, abruptly, of a vastrumming on the window-pane with a set of riety of things that she found herself unable to fingers adorned with a large and valueless ruby. follow; it seemed to be the phonetic shop-talk At the first stoppage he ceased his impatient of some established but exceptional profession. exercise, left the carriage, and forgot to come They spoke now and then of la Duchesse. back again. And a woman, whose oily black Once a reference to this personage was attended hair was laid in great scollops against her tem- by the throwing up of a thumb over a shoulder ples, and whose full throat was encircled by a in the direction of the carriage ahead, and Miss coarse-meshed collar of dubious point, looked West found herself wondering whether it was after him as if she would like to follow. the Duchess whose thirst was so unquenchaThe forenoon wore on, and other stops now ble and required such constant ministrations. Vol. XLIV.–32.
Presently one of the women stooped down, through a little passage in thirds and sixths; thrust her hand under the seat, and pulled up and presently above the dull b-r-r-r from the a package of sandwiches and a bottle of ordi- rails there seemed to beat itself in on her fastnaire. She studied the situation for a moment, dulling ear a familiarsnatch from“ La Jolie Par and then, with a manner which she could not — La Jolie - La Jol—" She nodded, caught make non-committal enough to meet her own herself, the train slacked, and they were at views, tendered a share in these refreshments Delle, on the Swiss frontier. to our uncomfortable traveler. Miss West was She decided to do what she could toward gethungry enough to accept food and drink even ting the Duchess and her vast establishment at the hands of a duchess's tirewoman or through the customs, and so left her compartkitchen-maid, and it seemed to be the generalment once more. But the examinations were not sentiment of the compartment, as she bit into so searching as she had expected, nor was she her sandwich, that she was coming to her herself as alertly wide-awake as she had judged; senses.
and but for a strong arm, dexterously exercised, At the next stop she ventured to alight and she might have been left behind altogether. to take a few steps up and down, for she felt This arm belonged to a gentleman whom she very tired, cramped, and uncomfortable. The had seen only once before during the day, but deserter from her own compartment pointed to whom she had assigned a high position in the her out to two or three of his fellows, who fol- ducal household - the eldest son, in all probalowed her movements with a curious interest, bility. He, as the train was moving off, seized and now and then some other man from a her firmly, thrust her into the nearest open door, higher social stratum seemed half prompted to promptly followed her himself, and gave the the tender of some civility which in the end door a slam behind them. he reconsidered and withheld. She glanced She found herself in a first-class compartment, along the train. There was one goods-van comfortably spaced and luxuriously appointed. more than might have been expected from the The velvet rug was littered with broken biscuits limited number of carriages, and it was notice and crumpled rose-leaves, and four people alably larger than the average. Yes; the great ready occupied the four corners: a lady, her lady, whoever she might be and wherever go- maid, and two gentlemen, one of whom held ing, was moving along en grande tenue, and was a bird-cage containing a pair of parrakeets, carrying her whole household with her. But while the other was trying to amuse a pug-dog why not have added a few extra carriages to whose harness was set off with bells and blue the train ? Why compel one who was accus- ribbons. The third gentleman, her rescuer, tomed to the drawing-room to travel, as it were, signed her to a seat between the dog and the in the kitchen ? She looked toward the car- birds, and placed himself between mistress and riage that she fancied to be occupied by the maid. He was a man who was approaching grande dame herself, but the door was closed, thirty — he was twenty-eight, let us say. His and the kirschwasser was handed in through aspect was one of richness and distinction; his the half-curtained window by a garçon who manner had breadth, freedom, mastery. He came tripping out from the buffet, and who seemed a patrician who could hold his high carried back a five-franc piece with the empty estate, or lapse away from it and gain it again, glass. How pitiful, thought Miss West, for an all with equal ease, grace, and elasticity, and elderly lady to become so confirmed in such a wholly uninjured in the opinion of himself or habit; though, to be sure, almost every mem- his associates. He had a devil in each eye; one ber of the aristocracy had some engaging little was laughing, the other— not. It was the laugheccentricity or other.
ing one that flickered before Aurelia West as The afternoon was wearing on. The long, he presented her with an off-hand informality, straight white roads, and the long, straight, difficult to describe or to endure, to the lady interminable poplar-rows of mid-France had opposite her, whom he simply designated as been left behind some time since; the country the Duchess. As to her own identity, that aphad become broken, hilly, even mildly moun- peared to be understood by everybody, the tainous— at least there were suggestions of the Duchess included. mountainous that made the passing show wor- In this personage Aurelia West was surprised thy of more attention; most of the ducal re- to find a woman not more than a year or two tainers had dropped off to sleep, lying back in older than herself, though a first casual glance uncomfortable and unprepossessing attitudes; might have made her four or five. With her but from somewhere or other above the cease- feet crossed she lolled back against the quilted less click-click of the wheels came faintly and head-rest in a costume in which Miss West intermittently the squeaking notes of a violin. found ample justification for her own. She Then it seemed as if there might be two of wore her hair in a bold, original fashion, which them, and that they were running informally was much too eccentric and unauthorized for anything like imitation, and her elaborate com- fleeting shadows that marks this entrance into plexion was applied with a careless frank- Switzerland. At Ste. Ursanne the train crosses ness that only a very great lady would
loftily over the picturesque valley of have dared to employ. She did not sug
the Doubs, and pauses long enough gest the Faubourg St. Germain, by any
for a brief look at the quaint old town means; but Compiègne, in the later
and its ruined castle set high up on days of the Empire, was not altogether
a precipitous steep, and the suddenly beyond the pale of consideration. She
doubling river winding far below beturned a pair of big, dilated eyes on this
tween its craggy banks. Aurelia West new and sudden arrival, made an indiffer
was taking this first glimpse as an earnest ent effort to extend a hand, and carelessly
of other glories yet to come, and she gave asked her, in an accent not completely
no great heed to the person who stood Parisian, how she was standing the journey.
there with his hand on the carriage door Then, with an air of knowing everything
in low-voiced conversation with the Duchand everybody and all about them, she
ess. He was of middle age, and his face brought back her wandering attention and
expressed a fairly successful union of the chained it to her own personality. Her practical and the esthetic. He looked, too, conversation was chiefly with the athlete
as if he had the weight of the universe on who had made the immediate continuation
his shoulders—the universe plus the Duchof Aurelia West's Swiss journey a possibil
ess. And the Duchess was adding to the ity. She addressed him sometimes as cher weight by a series of sharp, insistent quesMarquis and sometimes as caro Marchese, tions. Where, for example, had he been all and at irregular intervals she mumbled bits
this time? Why must he bestow so much of Italian at him without turning her head.
time on Mlle. La Rossignole and her Her associates took as much for granted
needs. Was n't she old and experienced and gave as little heed; the gentleman
enough to look out for herself? And why with the bird-cage was the one who had
had there been no kirschwasser for poor made the offer of refreshment, and he gave Chou-Chou back there at Porrentruy ?even less. He ignored the newcomer com
the little beast, meanwhile, thrusting out pletely, and Aurelia West began to feel his pop-eyes and jingling his bells as if ineven more uncomfortable and out of place
sisting on an answer, too. And why-why than she had felt in her other quarters. She
was it necessary to have the new contralto was tolerated only because she was there,
in this particular compartment ? Could and there unavoidably; and the more as
no other place have been found for her ? sured they seemed as to her identity the
And how was anybody to get along with more uncertain she became about it herself.
one so glum, so rude, so unsympathetic ? They had left Porrentruy and its castle
Eh, Mademoiselle, the new contralto ? a few miles behind, and the scenery, now
Mais, oui ; surely a place had been found that they were fully within the Juras, was
for her - one in his own carriage. taking on its most acutely characteristic as
In monsieur's own carriage? Then pect. And with this Aurelia West was fain
who, juste ciel! was— ? and his puzzled to solace herself for the discomforts
questioner shrugged her shoulder and mortifications of her present
in the direction of the absorbed position as best she might. True
Aurelia. enough, the outlook on the side
There was an exchange of of the bird-cage was closed,
glances and a lifting of eyebut the other side was free ;
brows all around. The and so between the pug and
man of affairs shut the door the maid she gazed out up
and hurried away, leaving on the rapid succession of
his associates to adjust heights and depths and
themselves to this altered crags and streams and
luta exchanged a few words with the Marquis ten miles ahead, a change presently made to the in Italian, and Miss West presently found her- easing of all involved. The gentlemen civilly self the object of a slightly increased interest. assisted her to alight, her luggage was bundled The less she belonged to them, the more, it out from her former quarters with a hearty good seemed, they cared for her; and when they will, and as their train sped away in the twilearned that her destination was not Basel, but light the words of a deplorable couplet from Neuchâtel, their interest quickened still a little “Le Petit Faust"floated back from the raucous more. For in that event Mademoiselle must throats of a score of men packed in the last change at Delémont, and Delémont was barely carriage.
(To be continued.)
Henry B. Fuller.
ITALIAN OLD MASTERS.
VITTORE CARPACCIO.- 1440 (?) – 1520 (?).
ARPACCIO is one of those pleted in 1501, and dedicated to St. George
masters of the great period of and St. Trifon, a Dalmatian saint and martyr. Venetian art about whose lives An early historian of the principality of Monwe know the least. We know tenegro, then the principality of the Zeta, says that he was born in Istria, then that its last sovereign, George Cernoievitch,
one of the possessions of Ven- married a noble Venetian lady, who, tired of the ice; and we first hear of him as a painter in bleak seclusion of the rugged home to which connection with Lazzaro Bastiani (of whom she had come, persuaded her husband to return Vasari makes two persons, brothers of Carpac- with her to Venice. Accordingly he took up cio), who was a member of the school of S. his permanent abode there, and, finding no orGirolamo, in Venice, in 1470. It is a rational thodox church in the city, had one built which conjecture that as the two were friends so close he dedicated to St. George. His name appears as to be reported by Vasari to be brothers, they for the last time in the records of Cettinje, the were of approximately the same age and could capital of Montenegro, in 1495, and his will hardly have been admitted painters earlier than exists, dated at Milan in 1499. The association thirty. As Cavalcaselle points out, Carpaccio's of St. George of the Slavonians and St. Trilater works show the decay of his powers, and fon, an orthodox and Slavonic saint, with the were painted about 1519; so he may be ac- avowed purpose of making a refuge for the cepted as having lived till 1520, and to have mariners at Dalmatia, which was then as now died at a ripe age, which, for want of any clue, mainly an orthodox country in its lower provwe may guess to be eighty. We have no more inces, and the coincidence of times and names. precise indications of the date of either his birth leave no room for doubt that S. Giorgio degli or his death. He was a pupil of the elder Viva Schiavoni is the church of George Cernoievitch, rini, and afterward of Giovanni Bellini. He is since it is the only one to which we can refer reported to have accompanied Gentile Bellini the data. There had been for several generato Constantinople, to which experience may be tions an alliance between the Zeta and Venice attributed his fondness for Oriental costumes in against the Turks. The sea-coast along the part his pictures. The great series of subjects from of Dalmatia opposite the Zeta was in the posthe life of St. Ursula, now in the Academy session of Venice, and the Zetans served as at Venice, which gives the best as well as the guards to the caravans from the Adriatic across most favorable conception of his work, was the Balkans to the Black Sea and Trebizond. executed after 1490. The series of pictures in Before taking a wife from a noble Venetian famS. Giorgio degli Schiavoni, which Ruskin has ily, George Cernojevitch had been inscribed in brought into great prominence in the history the Golden Book of the nobility of the state. of art in Venice, was painted by order of the The pictures in S. Giorgio were painted be. confraternity of the Hospital of St. George. tween 1502 and 1508, in the early portion of This confraternity, founded in 1451, received Carpaccio's most masterly period; but I canfrom the prior of the monastery of St. John of not agree with Ruskin's laudation of the art in Jerusalem a hospice from among the buildings them, considered in relation to the other works of the priory, and this building having become of Carpaccio, any more than with what seems ruinous, the confraternity replaced it by a more to me his extravagant praise of the art of Carsplendid one, with a chapel which was com- paccio in relation to the rest of Venetian art.