The Charlotte journal. [volume] (Charlotte, N.C.) 1835-1851, 1846-03-13

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and taking portraits of remarkable fac
that fell 10 with. All this was done f
art, not for gain. Sometimes | pan,e
signs for inns, TO get such little money a
needed. Again returned to my hun
BILE abode, rich in art but not in purse.
would now gladly have sought the metro
polls, to study there oil the higher work
Of art bu, my mother would not suite
me again TO quit her; and | owed her to
much 10 act contrary to her wishes, mucI
as | painted to distinguish myself in tn
great world
You were good, indeed, said Dame
Steiner. Il knew you would never deser
her.
Jeanette had long since turned rounC
from looking out at The window, and hac
been during the latter part of his simply
told story, gazing upon him with intense
interest. Her whole soul seemed absorb
ed in listening. How her heart was dis.
solving and gushing out into the deep char
nels of love-swect, fresh, delightful love,
in It's first awakenings in the soul. She
listened-she sympathised-she admired
she forgot herself in him.
Al length my dear mother--my more
than mother-died, continued the young
artist II is two months since. have
NOT ceased 10 lament her, for she was my
only friend on earth
Not so-we are your friends, contlnu.
ed the dame, with moist eyes. will be
TO you q mother as she was-you will find
me so. Jeanette shall be sister to you !.
For one lost you shall gain two I
How can ! appreciate such kindness
he said, gIancing from one kind face 70 the
other, and appearing deeply moved. Sure
] ~ Providence hath directed my steps nth
er! But | cannot be burden to you, my
dear friend. 1 am now a man, and can
make my own way in the world. But |
shall never forget your generous affection.
But, wherever you are, your heart will
want homo to turn to-a home to think
upon where hearts throb congenial with
your own SAID Jeanette, leaving the win.
dow, and approaching him with the frank.
ness OF youth and the warm enthusiasm OF
a noble and guileless spirit. Let this be
such home We shall ever remember
you away from it, and welcome you when.
ever you revisit IT,
Beau,eous maiden, how shall express
my emotions My heart is indeed taken
captive. | will not cease to regard this as
my home wheresoeyer may wander
Jeanette ANONYMOUSLY placed her hand
in his. Her mother took his other hand,
and the namele.s stranger vas at once en-
shrlned IN their home as lie had already
been in their hearts.
Now, my dear mother and sister, said
the young artist, looking from one TO the
other, with beaming eyes, which gratitude
both moIstened and frightened now vii
! make known to you my presen, object IL
visiting the city, for know you will boti
feel an interest in my success
Here his gaze rested upon the face o
Jeanette, who, after having impulsiyel,
placed her hand in his, had blushingl
Withdrawn il, and seated herself litll
way from him.
Last week saw in city newspape
that the Emperor Of Russia had sen, 10 hl
Consul al Philadelphia to have taken 70
him portrait Of Washington. The Con
sui therefore issued al advertisement +
Artists Of the State, and inviting them t
compete for the honor, Offering thousan,
roubes for the best portrait, to be presen
ted to him for inspection within sixty days
pom looking a, the date Of the adver
r tisement, saw that i, was already fv,
weeks old, and that three weeks only re
NAMED. But with my ambition alread,
aroused BY the notice, this drawback dit
not lead me TO abandon the determination
10 become one Of the competitors. re
solved to make the attempt. Ny prepora
tons were soon made, and he next morn
ing ! left my lowly home, after bidding
aaiel 10 my mothers grave, and disposng
Of her few articles Of worldly goods, whch
just sufficed TO pay her debts. With my
pack upon my back, and my staff in my
hand, | set forth and now, on this fourth
day Of my journey, has Providence brough,
me to this hospItable roof and these kind
/ friends
Jeanette listened to his words with ca.
ger attention. Her soul seemed to enter
INTO his, and participate in all his hopes
and plans for fame.
And, dear young man. said ihcc;,'"
lady, how Is II possible Yn'are, anI /.
suceeed You have no =, old %T M.
little money and no frendy
two weeks and three day "
there IS such sight Of painter
and great ones, and you SO youn
known ?
know tina, he will succeed, dear ny.
er said Jeanette, warmly. lie cannot
fair
! Thanks, thousand thanks, kind Jean.
nette Your words find an echoe in nv
Utmost being feel tina, shall succeed
II can only obtain good portrait to
copy. This is my only fear
What Is that, young man ? asked the
dame who bad now become as deeply in.
terested in all that concerned the hand
some intellectual looking young stranger
as II she had known him from Infancy.
fear shall not he able to Obtain :
portrait to copy there win be so man,