The Ashland union. [volume] (Ashland, Ashland County, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1856-12-24


then went to select a spot for her sketch
ing ground $ for she was eager to begi
Che task which had been asked of he
] by her father. { /. : .A'lqe1 ISL {
j Her peculiar gift was that Of the ar
htist; and her powers were considerabl.
cultivated. She had already sent Mr.
Fielding several drawings, which hat
pleased him exceedingly, both as evi
dence of her genius and as reminders O
his long neglected western, home.
| After looking about little she con.
cluded there was no place more appro-
pirate in which to begin her work than
the little bower which had been her IA
vorite seat from infancy. The stone
was there, glowing with fresh emerald
moss, and positively set in sapphire
ring of violets. The wild-rose tree, too,
vas putting forth its first blossoms.
She ran down to the shore and threw
pebbles in the water for few moments,
just out of excess of physical joy. BE-
=" Crystals, agates, carnelians," mur-
INJURED she, ssprecious pebbles to throw
into your bosom, silver lake.. But.noth-
ing is too rich to offer you, my bsauti-,
full. I would wed you with a ring, as
the Doges did the sea, if I had any rings
to bestow. !" 5lga.sss = ...aa assss.i tat
Then she laughed at her own non
sense, and went back to her messy seat.
The shades of the elm was protection.
enough; SO she flung her bonnet to one
side. Two or three roses, just out of
pure love of them, she gathered and
placed in her hair and bosom.
Now, daughter, to work ~ she said,
addressing herself in very affectionate
voice, as she drew forth pencils and a
black drawing book and began.
Steadily she worked away for long
time, the color deepening in her. cheek
with the glow of satisfactory progress
ion, utterly lost to everything but her
absorbing and delightful task - 80
There was an exquisite atmosphere
over the distant banks, and hills, bring
ing out every feature of the scene in
soft relief. For two hours she labored
diligently, and paused to rest at last, as,
leaning her elbow on her knee, she ex,
claimed There, dear papa; I know
you will recognize that"
After resting moment, she shook off
her WEAKNESS in long sigh, and, toss
ing back the bright profusion of her
hair, she glanced around her to take in
the whole of the beautiful prospect.
!" Caeli" she exclaimed, under her
breath; and for an instant she almost
grew pale. 81 =, ~,g, -. ii
= She was not the only artist who was
out that morning. Not forty feet from
where she had sat SO coolly and content
edly, for SO long time, sat a young
engaged, like herself, in
sketching. He was comfortably seated |
upon camp-stool, to which was attached !
a sliding box, in which were all the nec-
essary appurtenances for painting in wa,
ter -eolors. or drawing with pencils. At
the moment when she discovered him,
he was sitting in such a position that he
must inevitably have been sketching
the very spot she occupied, as foreground
to the scene which lay beyond her. Of
course. he had put her in the picture.
'9" The impudens fellow !" she mur-
INJURED.
And yet had be not right to go out
sketching, if he choose? Were the beau
ties of nature to be prisoned up and shut
away from people? Had he been guilty
Of anything more than what she had
been doing = g .laa.,ssat- 10 ztaj-o7
He was looking down upon his work
while these thoughts rushed through her
mind; and, when he glanced up, instead
of looking at her, as she expected, his
clear blue eyes darted their firm rays d.
,ectly upon the spire of church which
covered little out of mass of bull /
aings, where glimpse of the city was
had beyond a little point of land which
AN out into the lake. ssa.s5s. -.o.iaa
Perhaps he had not tput her in after
III; how she wished she knew!" " and
Myrtle, affecting not to have seen the
stranger, tied on her bonnet, gathered
lp her portfolio, and retreated to the
louse. 17sl-n ..ildi 'ot
"Waal,n said Mrs Jones, as she
made her appearance, your picter and
he dumplins are done at the same time.
Dinner is just ready: III ring the bell |
or the men, and well set down" +
The men Myrtle had never known 4
f but one man about the premises; and,
5 there was no farming to be done, she
ould not conceive of the use for anoth-
r. Sure enough, the table was set for
our. She asked no questions, but watt
d for the summons to dinner to crafty
er curiosity in due time. Mr.. Jones
anne in, presently, and shook hands with
er according to his custom, hoping to
nd her fourishin' H aaI a j,
]" Where's John ?" asked the wife, as
hey drew their chairs to the table. Lisy
"Comin'." said the husband, as he
fted the cover from platter of fried