The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1856-11-20

|tioning eyes of the young artist. Joe i'm
mediately recovered his self-possession
and invited the strangers to enter his rud
apartment. Mr.. Welton examined th
group of figures he was then engaged i
shaping-half dozen sailors. raIyin
around a aag-and was surprised at tn,
grace of the attitudes, the expression Q
the features.
"Who taught you how to make thes
figures, my boy 2"
Joe stared in reply, and looked yer,
much as though he felt insulted.
"You have learned to make then
yourself, have you?" continued Mr.
Wclton, smiling.
/" Certainly, sir!" answered Joe
proudly. "None Of the boys can make
them but myself; and was never out
side the village"
"What do you do with your fgures?'
81 sell them to the children, sir; fol
my mother is poor, and is obliged to worL
hard. These little ones are penny, and
the largest six pence"
"Who is the group for ?"
~ am making that for DIR. Benson. -
answered Joe, while his face flushed with
but half-concealed Joy. He is going to
give me halfa dollar for the group
And that is to SO to your mother 90
Joe was embarrassed for moment,
but presently replied, mo, sir. l have
commenced saving to accumulate enough
to take me to New York, where I can
learn to make figures in marble"
Can you copy features. Master Jo-
seph ?" asked the stranger, thoughtful
ly.
The boy replied BY placing before him
two plaster Of Paris busts and the copies
he had made Of them.
Mr.. Welton was astonished. "po
you think you could make likeness Of
my little daughter he asked, doubt,
fully. ~ g. ~ -
"I am sure Icould - answered Joe,
for his eyes had been resting upon Lou
ise's superb head, whenever they dared,
during all their conversation.
"Well, you shall try at least and il
you succeed, will willingly furnish you
with money enough to take you to New
York, and add God speed J to that,
with all my heart" s. 0a1
The school called Joe to his days
task, for the sensible mother had enc
mind the boy should go without book
learning if he could fashion images - sc
Joe wiped the pen knife which served
him as chisel, and accompanied his
new friend up the hill How buoyantly
beat the boys heart as he lifted the little
girl from ledge to ledge Of the slippery
clay /; and she merrily laughed when the
wind blew off his brimless hat into
the stream below. Joe looked after it fol
a moment, heaved sigh, then said,-
"Never mind, / shall soon earn new
ones, now -
Poor Joe had yet to learn how steeE
is the ladder of fame, especially when it
lowest round rests upon such an humble
beginning as the little clay studio.
Day after day. during that bright sum
mer month, Mr.. Welton accompanied hi
daughter to Joe's studio. The work pro
gressed admirably. but the young sculp
tor professed not to be satisfied with hi
first attempt. and begged the privileg
ofretaining the tiny bust lie had execu
ted, and to make another for Mr.. Wei
ton. His request was readily granted
and the second bust was executed. TIL
whole village praised Joe's work. an
heartily wished him success when th
hour arrived for him to leave the home c
bis boyhood to battle upon the thronge
shores of the stormy world. see
With much of sorrow, yet with muc
of hopeful JOY, Joe Irwin paid his la.
visit to the scene of his youthful labor
Carelessly he descended the slipper
paths, unmindful of their danger, for b
thoughts far outstripped his tardy steps
AS he reached the well-trod platforl
ljust in front of the cave, Louise Welte
sprang out to welcome him. ~
"You see / have come to bid you goo,
bye. as ! said that would = she erie
{ merrily, while the rocks across the strea
echoed her ringing laugh, g2
? "Yes. and you seem very glad to ha
/ me go !" he returned with sad smile.
"Of course am glad, Master Josep
!. Who would wish tc cage such geni
: as papa says goa are, in little mud ca
, in like this !! But ! will not forget "
very soon for all that .4sea sd
1 There were tears in Joe's eyes as
e gazed upon the sympathizing girl. ~
e may be sure. Miss Louiee. / will nes
forget you. and nothing shall tempt /