Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1858-06-09

IhiAS tHe painting AGAIN, tnen sup
pose L must be contented with a copy.
You will do me the favor to call on me
) this evening as you promised my niece,
who is by birth an American lady, has
often wished to be introduced to her tai
ented countryman."
The artist bowed assent, and his pa
tron left him.
Edwin Alger strobe rapidly back and
forth in his richly finished studio. His
mind was far from his occupation, al
though every few moments he would
cease his walk and change the position
of a statue, that the light might fall on it
more softly, or trace the imaginary line
of beauty with his finger upon the half
covered canvass that stood in the centre
of the room.
eyes, l am exalted, the once neg
lected sailor,-the poor man-of-war's-
man, he murmured audibly; "I am
comparatively independent, and had 1
an object for which 10 labor, 1 could coin
wealth. But am alone, and destined
to be for forever, for 1 cannot love and
yet my dream" be exclaimed suddenly,
"why should it not be fulflled?"
a gay party in Pemberton Square i'm
patiently awaited the entrance Of Edwin
Alger, whose few but choice productions
in the late exhibition had elected almost
exirayagant admiration. Sir Edward
Perkins, the old baronet in whose house
they had assembled, sat near the blaz-
ing fire, and beside him his lovely niece,
simply yet richly attired, with one soft
hand resting on the back of his chair,
while she was eagerly listening to his de-
scription of the old picture.
81 declare TO you my love, 1 would
give almost my whole fortune to possess
it; for see by an ancient Illuminated
manuscript that l have, that it is by
Flemmish master-his name has passed
from my memory now-by the descrip-
ton, am certain am correct. 1 only
hope young Alger viii not be bribed by
Lord Elgin to part with it, he has al
ready superb collection
AT that instant the door was opened,
and the expected Alger announced
The young lady was introduced; glad,
frank smile lighted up her features as
she held forth her hand. The artist
turned deadly pale; for moment the
room swan round, his brain reeled; in
this beautiful being he had recognized
sweet Emiline Mcpherson, but she had
forgotten him. Nevertheless she was
struck with his appearance-more inter-
ested than she had ever been before in
stranger-and when they parted there
was sweetness in her "farewell," and
sudden tinge on her fair cheek, that
gave glorious dreams to the slumbers of
the young artist on that night.
Weeks and months had passed by,
and Alger had won the fair American;
it only needed the consent of her proud
uncle to make them the most blessed of
mortals.
so you are still Stubborn" said the
BarOnet, one day, alluding to the picture;
you will not part with it?'
"Giye ne the price ask, and it is
yours. said Alger.
"Name it young man." exclaimed the
Baronet, eagerly grasping him by the !
shoulder.
''The hand of your neice," whispered
Alger, hardly above his breath.
can unexpected honor, truly" said
the Barouet, heartily; "my dear sir,
take her; shall be proud of the connex-
ion-so young. SO successful, who knows
to what height you may ascend? She
is too republican TO marry title, and if
you love her why, take her; but wher-
ever you go remember, 1 claim that beau
tiful picture"
1t was not long before a wedding took
place at the Baronet's princely mansion,
and Alger, being strongly pressed to pro-
long his stay in London, consented to
pass few years more among those who
had so well appreciated his genius
Riches poured into his Golfer; his wife
was fortune, as he termed it, but to
him fortune in herself alone. "Why
do you wear such a puzzled look, my
dear?" he asked Emiline, one day as
she sat gazing strangely at him.
"Why, ever since l knew you," she
replied; "there has been at times an ex-
preston on your face that reminds me of
something 1 can't remember what, if you
can make that out, she added, laugh
ingly.
Her husband smiled mysteriOusly.
Something that must have happened
when I was very young. is connected
with that singular, yet Joy iul expression;
there that is it. now your eyes flash again;
1 wish l could think:,''
"Be thinking, my dear, while leave
you for few moments" he replied as
he left tae room.
In short time servant came to tell
her that her husband wished her to come
into the little east room. 1t was favor
tie cozy place, where the newly married