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60 III. ⎧ The Comedy-Ballet ⎫ IV. ⎨ of ⎪ V. ⎩ Marionettes ⎪ VI. Garçons de Café ⎬ Aubrey Beardsley 85 VII. The Slippers of Cinderella ⎪ VIII. Portrait of Madame Réjane ⎭ IX. A Landscape Alfred Thornton 117 X. Portrait of Himself ⎫ XI. A Lady ⎬ P. Wilson Steer 171 XII. A Gentleman ⎭ XIII. Portrait of Henry James John S. Sargent, A.R.A. 191 XIV. A Girl Resting Sydney Adamson 207 XV. The Old Bedford Music Hall ⎫ XVI. Portrait of Aubrey Beardsley ⎬ Walter Sickert 220 XVII. Ada Lundberg ⎭ XVIII. An Idyll W. Brown Mac Dougal 256 XIX. The Old Man's Garden ⎫ XX. The Quick and the Dead ⎬ E. J. Sullivan 270 XXI. A Reminiscence of
The Transgressor Francis Forster 278 XXII. A Study Bernhard Sickert 285 XXIII. For the Backs of Playing Cards By Aymer Vallance 361

The Yellow Book

Volume II July, 1894

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The Yellow Book

An Illustrated Quarterly

Volume II July, 1894

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The Renaissance of Venus

By Walter Crane

By kind permission of G. F. Watts, Esq., R.A.

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The Gospel of Content

By Frederick Greenwood

I

How it was that I, being so young a man and not a very tactful one, was sent on such an errand is more than I should be able to explain. But many years ago some one came to me with a request that I should go that evening to a certain street at King's Cross, where would be found a poor lady in great distress; that I should take a small sum of money which was given to me for the purpose in a little packet which disguised all appearance of coin, present it to her as a parcel which I had been desired to deliver, and ask if there were any particular service that could be done for her. For my own information I was told that she was a beautiful Russian whose husband had barely contrived to get her out of the country, with her child, before his own arrest for some deep political offence of which she was more than cognisant, and that now she was living in desperate ignorance of his fate. Moreover, she was penniless and companionless, though not quite without friends; for some there were who knew of her husband and had a little help for her, though they were almost as poor as herself. But none of these dare approach her, so fearful was she of the danger of their doing so, either to themselves or her husband