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64 BEAUTIFUL BUT POOR. CHAPTER X ITT. ‘IT IS A GEM!” HE CRIED. Mr. Legare sat in his magnificent library, talking with Frank and Lizzie, his only children. - Where the large room was not lined with book-cases filled from ceiling to floor with choice works, paintings by the masters of art filled every space. | To a scholar and an artist that lbrary would seem a fairy region where taste and fancy, roam- ing hand in hand, could live forever. And Mr. Le- gare had tastes which fed on the artistic beauty of his paintings, and enjoyed the worth of his valuable © books. He had tried to rear his children to the same taste, to similar noble and improving’ studies. But he had also, with his almost unlimited wealth, given them access to all fashionable pleasures. and the consequence was that both son and daughter found more pleasure in the outside world than in the solid realities of their palace-like home. The opera and its circle of fashion, theatrical spectacles, not the grand old plays of Shakespeare, balls, - routes, and club pastimes suited them far better than to gaze on those noble works of art, or pore over the grand array of books which filled the hun- dreds of shelves in the best private library in the | great city. _ Mr. Legare was looking over his last acquisition, the rare old reviews, beautifully bound, which had just been sent in from Mr. W——’s book-bindery. The work was, as usual with that establishment, elegantly done; but Mr. Legare was intently look- ~-comicbooks.com —