A Kiss for Cinderella A Comedy Author:James Matthew Barrie A KISS FOR CINDERELLA - A COMEDY - The lea distinguished person in Whos IVho has escaped, as it were, from that fashionable crush, and is spending a qudel evening at home. He is curled up in his studio, which is so dark that he would be dnvisible, had we not obligingly placed his wicker chair just where the one dim ray from the dove may strike... more » his face. His eyes are closed luxuriously, and we could not learn much about him without first poking our fingers into them. According to the tome mentioned to which we must return him before morning, Mr. Bodie is sixty-three, has exhibited h the Royal Academy, and is at present unmarried. They do not proclaim him comparatively obscure they left it indeed to him to say the final word mz this subject, and he has hedged. Let us put it in this way, that he occupies more space in his wicker chair than in the book, where nevertheless he looks as df U was rather lonely r ot to be a genius. He is a painfer for the nicest of reasons, that it is delightful to live and die in a messy studio for our part, we too should have become a painter had it not been that we always sod our paint-born. There is no spirited bidding to acquire Mr. Bodies canvases he loves them at first sight himself, and has often got up in the night to see how they are faring but ultimate he has turned cold to them, and has even been knom to offer them, in lieu of alms, to beggars, who departed cursing. We have a weakness for persons who dont gd on, and so cannot help adding, though it is no business of ours, that Mr. Bodie had private means. Curled up in his wicker chair he G rather like an elhrly cupid. We wish we could warn him that the policeman is coming. The policeman comes in his hand the weapon that has knocked down more malefactors than all the batons-the bulls-eye. He strikes with it now, right and lefl, revealing, as if she had just entered the room, a replica of the Venus of Milo, taller than himself though he a stalwart. It is theprd meeting of these two, but, though a man who can come to the boil, he is as little moved by her as she by him. After the jirst glance she continues her reflections. Her smile over hta head vaguely displeases him. For two pins he would arrest her. The lantern finds another object, more worthy of his attention, the artist. Mr. Bodie is more restive under the ldghi than was his goddess, perhaps because he is less accustomed to being stared at. He blinks and sits up giving his visitor a lesson in manners...« less