Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1843-09-23
FAYETTE MISSOURI, SATURDAY SEPTEMBER 3d. Is43.


rything in the most perfect order, cleansing
our palettes, washing our brushes and ar
ranging our easels; but every morning we
find all things in the greatest confusion, our
palettes loaded with paint, and on all sides
we behold the most exquisite sketches, and
are astonished at theirincomparable beauty!
In one place the head of an angel; in
another that Of demon, or the profile Of
lovely female, or the head Of an old man,
but all wonderfully beautiful and admirable
in their competition, setting imitation at
defiance. We rejoice that this day you
have had an opportunity Of witnessing
these remarkable phenomena yourself; and
if the individual who thus amuses himself
here in the dead hour of the night be not
yourself, senior, then / must agree with
Cordova that it is, beyond all doubt, the
devil"
II would to heaven il were Willingly
would / avow myself the delineator Of
those refined and delicate features--of that
bold and majestic outlined There are, doubt
less, in the picture some few variations
from the rules of art; but those few are lost
amid its transcendant beauties. Sebastian!
Sebastian he cried, interrupting himself
1--WE will soon ferret out the mysterious
artist. Sebastian" he continued, addressing
himself to little creole, about fourteen
years of age, who hurried at the call of his
master, shave not ordered you TO sleep in
this place every nightl'
"Yes, senor," replied the timid and terri
fed boy.
"Well, and do you sleep here'"
Eyes, senor."
swell, then, speak Who was it that
either last night or this morning entered
this room before the arrival of these gen.
tlemen? Speak, or II! soon find means to
compel you" exclaimed Murillo to the
boy, who continued revolving his feathered
cap upon his thumb withou, replying; "un-
ravel this mystery" @
Nobody, senior, that know Of" replied
Sebastian, tremblingly.
"Slave"
mo one but myself has entered thi
apartment, upon my word, senor," repeated
Sebastian, kneeling and raising his hands
imploringly to his master.
Sebastian" replied Murillo firmly, sister
to me. l am determined to find out who
painted this Madonna's head, and the other.
which these young gentlemen have observed
here for several mornings past. This night
you shall keep watch, instead of sleeping
and tomorrow, if you have not detected
the guilty individual, you shall receive
twenty-five lashes. Dost thou hear9 c.
and grind your colours; and you, gentle
men, 60 to your work"
The young men applied themselves will
enthusiasm TO their occupation, but NJ
sooner had Murillo left the studio than tn,
mysterious artist again became the subjec
of conversation. Mendez spoke first
"Look out for scourging to-morro W, boy
if you do not detect the intruder tonight
Give me some yellow" -
"You do not need any, Senior Mendez
There is already too much yellow on you
picture. AS to the intruder, it's my opin
ion it's Zombi." ...... ..
Cease your stupidity abou, Zombi," sale
Gonzales, impatiently.
"You may believe in the Zombi or not
Senior Gonzales, but that does not disprov,
his existence, nor that he is sometimes
| good spirit and sometimes a malicious one
! for il was he, undoubtedly, who SO pulle'
I the arm of your John in the WILDERNESS:
, out of shape; for" continued Sebastian
jeeringly, "if the other was equally Ions
e he might unloose the latchets of his shoe
, without bending his body"
I The attention of all was directed I
Y Gonzales picture, and they cast look {
establishment first at Gonzales and then ;
Y Sebastian.
do you not all see that there is trut
in Sebas,ian's criticisml" said Isturez, c,
aiming more closely the unnatural lin
which had hitherto escaped their obse
! walton.
= Gonzales coloured, looked angriy
l. Isturez, and pettishly reminded Sebasti;
of the twenty-five lashes he was to recei'
on the following day.
% In this manner they jeered and rallit
a' each other until the hours devoted 10 stuc