Cadge had written an interview headed "How It Feels to be
Beautiful."
But the _Echo!_ Besides the poster which Joy had shown me, it
published two pages of portraits framed in medallion miniatures of
celebrated beauties with whom it compared me, making me surpass the
loveliest women of history and legend, from Helen of Troy to the reigning
music hall performer. And, with a shock of surprise, I not only saw in the
pictures the dress I had worn and the theatrical things the deferential
artist had loaned me to pose in, but in the article appeared every word I
had said to him; and the skill with which fact, fiction, clever conjecture
and picturesque description had been stirred into the sweetened batter
that Cadge calls a "first-rate delirious yellow style" was maddening.
This is the beginning of the stuff:--
CHAPTER I.
A PRAIRIE BUD.
So fair that, had you Beauty's picture took,
It must like her or not like Beauty look.
--ALEYN'S HENRY VII.
A Western Wild Rose!
As sweet! As perfect!
By all who have seen her, Helen Winship is pronounced the most beautiful
of women.
Last Monday night, at the Opera House, a great audience paid her such
spontaneous tribute as never before was offered human being.
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