Butte record., 1855-10-06

7SSA a. SiahCe tIdt SAe gre dtIy TeSem-
bled JephIhah's daughter. | had thought
so little in ths morning, but now I was
sure Of it; she was so tall and dignifed
when she was standing, and had on
pink dress too, very long and flowing -
nothing was wanting bat the blue mantle.
While | was thus gazing in silence she
brought her father and introduced me to
him. They conversed with me some
time, and were evidently much pleased
with me, for they invited me to dine with
them the next day.
was invited there very often during
the three weeks Miss Belay was sitting,
much 10 my own satisfaction On my
way thither one evening with Ochre, he
said to me, at is good thing to visit in
the family of sittar, you have so many
chances of studying your subject. II
was on this account that l advised Mrs.
BeIay to invite you to her house"
To him, then, I owed all nv invita-
tions and not to my own attractions. |
had great mind not to accept any more.
but such opportunities of seeing Miss
Beljay were not to be resisted
At length I announced that the por-
trait was finished, and Mr.. Ochre came
with the ladies to see t. He looked
from the painting to Miss Beljay and
back again TO the painting, smiling a
little because she smiled, as young ladies
often will when looked at. "The mantle
is pretty good" he said, at length, land
the mouth is little lke.n
l believe I should have made some
very fierce reply if the ladies had not
been there. As it was l turned with
great calmness to Mrs. Betay, and asked
her what she thought of it. at is a
little Ike her," she answered, '4onlv
much more pensive."
Fanny, will you please to sit in the
chair and hold your head down. said
Ochre. ''Now let mo see. You have
made the nose too straight; Fanny's,
although very good one, i, not Gre>
Clan" There she fairly laughed. "Y You
must have been thinking of some deal
of yours. Neither do her lids droop so
heavily you should have opened the
eyes with a more sunny expression. The
mouth is little like, as l told you be-
fore, and so is the outline of the face.
The mantle hides the fine turn of the
head and the beautiful hair. The hands
are well enough, only they have not the
usual allowance of joints As for the
coloring-it is like plaster of Paris, but
that is because you wished to paint her
pale ala Magdalen perhap>. You must
have chosen this style before you had
seen her, I think" Il felt guilty con-
scionsness that bad don. so. "Let
me show you how l think she should be
drawn"
He sketched in head, lightly set on
the throat, and turning with an arch e1-
preston as the figure moved away. The
hair, softly waving on the forehead wa.
knotted behind, and a flower fell grace
fully or one side. The whole figure was
airy and elegant.
"There, thst is my cousin Fanny as
know her. What do you say, Aunt
Julia -
at is Fanny herself-nothing could
lie BETTER"
| could not but admire the sketch, so
free, so characteristic. 50 lovely, so Ike
the beautiful form which had been be.
fore me day after day, and had been hid
den from me beneath the mantle Of my
own misconccption. After they had
gone away looked at my poor head, so
weak, so spiritless, and turned it with
its fac. to the wall. "All, all wrong ,"
| exclaimed, and hiding my face in m,
hands should have wept if 1 had been
a boy-but l was eighteen years old and
could not indulge in that / remembered
all the hsppy, hopeful days had passed
i'll painting ii, all the apparent kindness
that had been bestowed upon me, and
now they had gone and would never think
of me again, or only laugh at nv foolish
endeavor l almost vowed that | would
never touch brush again, and going out
wandered about the streets all the even
ing, with the saddest heart.
The next day l could not return to
studio. walked down Broadway and
round about the Battery. The waves
were breaking against the st.nss, and l