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

: ket for some of them;" and the three
/; went below.
: go did you d1aw that" asked Eme-
/; line delightedly, holding up TO the light
a Swiss Home scene; "why it is very
! much better than the one that my draw
= ing master finished yesterday; and he is
f considered a superior artist, too.''
These words of commentator, from
such fair lips, made the heart of the neg
lected sailor jump in his bosom. "God
bless her. he thought again and again,
: though he did not dare say so loud, ''if
had sister like that, surely, surely 1
should be better man; and with the
) tender thought came tears to his eyes
The beautiful girl saw his emotion and
she looked earnestly upon him as if her
heart was replying to his thought; and
then she exclaimed imPulsively, eff you
could only study and travel, why don't
you? you would most certainly make a
great painter, an sure"
Again that quick bright thought of in
tellect passed over the sailors face, but
he could not reply; strange emotion
took from him the power of speech; his
blood coursed wildly through his veins,
and he was forced to steady himself
against the huge chest, that the culver
ing of his frame might not be noticed
Mists passed before his eyes, sue
ceeded by visions of unearthly beauty,
and then came burning thoughts of his
own frequent disgrace. Memory stirred
up the yearnings of his boyhood, when
he SO often sat in his lowly home and
dreamed of fame-dreams that, when he
told them, awakened no sympathy, only
derision and cruel laugh and scorn, and
now an angel had said 10 him, he had
heard from the lips of the purest and
sweetest being he had ever seen, ''you
will make great painter, l am sure.'
Family the voices commenting on his
graceful performances rang on his ears;
almost unconciously he listened as the
Lieutenant took some of his sketches,
and told him he would bring back what
ever sum he obtained for them; bis eyes
followed the sweet girlish figure of Eme-
line as she left the deck, abstractly, but
his whole soul was with her; she had
stirred fountains in his soul whose waters
had never before been troubled; her art
less and earnest encouragement had
made him a man-had put high and
glorious resolves into his strong heart,
and he was free from The thraldom Of
slavish appetite forever.
All day Jack Halliday sat Iislless and
apparently absorbed in thought, when
not attending to his special duties. At
sunset some of the crew were making
preparations to go ashore, having obtain
ed twenty-four hours release.
"Where is Jack?" was the universal
question, as the boat was in readiness,
and Halliday did not appear.
Don't know" answered one of the
men; ''he has been dumpish enough all
day, hardly spoken word, go after him
some of you, we can't get along without
brandy Jack, he'll stand treat longer
than any fellow ever knew"
There was a universal dismay when
calmly said, 81 shall stay on board;" Jack
and what made the refusal seem more
singular, was, he had his hands full of
money. The second Lieutenant had
procured forty dollars for his sketches,
among the company of the wealthy fam
lilies that had graced the splendid dinner
table of the Falcon.
Oh! Jack Halliday made famous re-
solve over those forty dollars.
In three months he was free from the
Falcon, and in that time not drop of
liquor or an oath had passed between his
lips.
"You say you have the original OF
this painting" exclaimed gray haired
man to a tall, stately, foreign looking ar
tist, sswill you do me the favor to show
it to me?'
The young man rather reluctantly
moved to the side closet, and opened the
door, took from the shelf an ancient pic
ture, the design of which could just be
discerned through smoke and the tinge
of time.
His visitor reached his hand out nerv-
ously and grasped the painting; show
much ? how much ?" he eagerly ex-
claimed, alterexaminlng it closely, "will
you take for this?"
''I cannot sell it," replied the artist
cOldly.
Twill give four hundred for it." said
the old man hesitalingly.
"Four thousand could not buy it."
was the prompt answer.
'Pshaw! I will give you twothOusand.'
The painter shook his head,
"LOrd Elgin has already offered me
five thousand"
"Ha l put it down, then, to six thou
sand, l will pay you in cash.
81 know it is of great value" said the
artist, "because it is the only work of
the kind extant, and the production of
one of the old masters. am ambitious
to keep it in my possession. and though
l am not wealthy, as l tell you, nothing !