Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1851-10-02

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ately following the interview.
At the expiration OF three months
the artist called again. He found
the widow still in weeds, but little
less paid, and little more coquetish-
! ly dressed in her mourning gar5.
"Madam," said he, 81 am entirely
at your service"
"AhI at last; this is fortunate" re-
Piled the widow, with a gracious
smile.
81 have made my design, but ! still
want one sitting, for the likeness
VIII you permit me TO go into your
bedroom?"
"Into my bedroom? For whatF'
"To look at the portrait again.
"Ohi yes: have the goodness to
walk into the drawing room; you
will find it there, now"
"Ahr
"Yes; it hangs better there; il is
better lighted in the drawing room
than in my own room"
"Would you like, Madam, TO look
at the design for the monument"
"With pleasure. OH whata sizel
What prolusion of decorations!-
Why, it is palace, sir. this tombl"
'.Did you not tell me, Madam, that
nothing could be too magnificent
| have not considered the expense;
and, by the way, here is memoran-
dun of what the monument will cost
YOU"
"Oh, heavensI'' exclaimed the wild
ow, after having cast an eye over the
total adding up. "Why, this is en-
ormousl'
"You begged me to spare no ex-
pense."
"Yes, no doubt, ! desire to do
things properly, but not exactly to
make fool Of myself"
"This. at present, you see, is only
a design, and there is time yet to cut
it down."
swell, then suppose we were to
leave out the temple, and the col
umns, and all the architectural part,
and content ourselves with the statuei
Ii seems to me that this would be very
appropriate
"Certainly it would"
$50 let it be, then-just the statue
alone"
Shortly after this second visit, the
sculptor fell desperately i'll. He was
compelled TO give up work; but, on
returning from a tour in Italy, pre-
scribed by his physician. he presented
himself once more before the widow,
who was thenin the tenth month oi
her mourning. .-
He found, this time, few roses
among the cypress, and some smiling
colors playing over half shaded
grounds.
The artist brought with him little
model Of his statue, done in plaster,
and offering in miniature the idea Of
what the work was to be.
"Wha: DO you think of the
likenessl" he inquired Of the widow.
"It seems TO me a little fattered;
my husband was all very well, no
doubt; but you are making him an
Apollol" .r- -.+
"Reallyl well, then, | can correct
my work by the portrait"
"Don't take the trouble-a little
more, or little less, what does it
matter?''
"Excuse me, out | am particular
about likenesses.'
"You absolutely must"
alt is in the drawing room, yonder,
is it not! I'll goin there"
SIT is not there any longer" re-
piled the widow ringing the bell.
"Baptiste," said she to the servant
who came in, "bring down the por-
trait of your master" q" rs
"The portrait that you sent up 10
the garret, last week, Madam"
ayes"
At this moment the door opened.
and a young man Of distinguished
air entered; his manners were easy
and familiar; he kissed the lair wild
ow's hand, and tenderly inquired after
her health. -s
"Who in the world is this good
man in pIasterl'' asked he, pointing
to the statuette, which the artistic
had placed upon the mantel piece.
1t is the model Of a statue for my
husbands tomb"
"You are having a statue Of him
madei The d-l, its very maiesticl"
'"Do you think sol"
at is only great men who are thus
cut OF marble, and at full length; it
seems to me, too, that the deceased
was very ordinary parsonage" -
ain fact, his bust would be suffi-
Gent" q
aJust as you please. Madam" said
the sculptor. s e.i-se
"Well, LET it be bust. .then--that's
de.erminedP Pica ia .FaFr faT
Two months later. the artist, car
rying home the bust, encountered on