Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1860-02-17

student Of thy glorious art. Deny me no
! for ! have vowed to Our Lady that wonl
be painter |"
A brave enthusiasm lit the dark eyes q
| ii Zingaro. It warmed the heart Of Jipp
Dalmasso "Thou shaltenter my school
said he. ''For the rest, God alone cal
make thee a psinterl''
As he spoke, Lippo put back with hi
hand the leatheru purse which the Clips,
proffered; but II Zingaro laid il down be
fore him, with proud gesture, and tn
good painter smiled again, for he recog
nized the spirit of genius in the water
carriers Independence. 81
SO Lorenzo II Zingaro became studen
Of the great Bolognese master, and listen
ed to his instructions among the velve
garbed youths around him. But when tn,
painter dismissed his scholars, and tn,
gallery was closed at vespers, again th,
loud cry of the water carrier rung upor
breeze.
And thus, day by day, the Gipsy ming
led with the scholars Of Dalmasso enrap
tured with his art but in the morning.
and evenings he might still be seenGn th,
streets, and his cry be heard in the court
yards-"Waterl Water p
Thus years few swiftly on, and the Clip
sy grew in favor with Lippo Dalmassio
who honored him above all his pupils, and
gave him studies to develop his genius, till
at length Bologna began to regard with
wonder the star that was arising in its
school of art. And as the youths fame
increased, the noble and rich of the city
fattered him with their smiles, and proph-
esied greatness for him in the future. And
many beautiful and high born dame look
ed with kindly gaze upon the grave young
man with dark eyes and magnificent hair
who sat painting in Lippo's gallery, with
the glorious creations of his pencil looking
down from the walls upon him. But II
zingaro kept green within his heart the
memory of Annetti del Fiore.g
But at length master piece was to be
painted, and Lippo gave to ths young man
the divine subject Of the Madonna. II
Zingaro remembered the smile that had
greeted him from the picture at the chapel
altar, when hungry and weary he had en-
tered Bologna. He remembered, too, the
fact of his beloved Annetti.
The work was finished, and the Bologn-
ese thronged to behold it. Loud were the
aecamations ofthe multitude and with one
voice the connoisseurs awarded to the Clip
sy the crown of a master in The glorious
art. Lippo Dalmassio kissed bis forehead
and shared in the triumph of his pupil.
But on the morrow, II Zingaro and his
picture were no longer in thel city of Bo-
logna.
When our story of the GiHsy opened,
the sun was setting in Naples ,hnd the sun
of II Zingaro's life seemed to have been
clouded forever. But the sun arose for
him in Bologna, and lighted his path to
fame. Again let us look upon Naples, at
the hour of the zenith, when the full gold
en- food of heavenly light is shining upon
the palace of the Princess Moneschi, and
streaming through the high-arched case
ment, upon group of noble cavaliers and
beauteous ladies, who stand before pic
tured Madonna in the gorgeous gallery. 1t
is the Madonna of Zingaro.
"Send for my painter-for Colantine
del Fiore p cried the Princess Moneschi
81 would have him look upon this wonder
full work, and join with us in the need of
praise which is due to him who paint
ed it."
And Colantine stood before the picture,
gazing with throbbing heart upon the
blessed countenance which smiled so sor-
rowingly from the almost breathing can
vas. Suddenly the old painter started
back. at is she" he cried-''it is my
daughters face Who-who is the
artist"
A figure stood before him-a proud,
majestic form, with eyes of dark wildness,
and cloudy hair.
cart thou the painter?"
"I am"
"And thou art"
al Zingaro |"
Colantine del Fiore fell upon the Clip
sy's breast, and sobbed aloud, clasping the
young painter convulsively in his arms,
And when at length he released him, it
was to resign him to one who was dearer
than all this world to II Zingaro-the star
of his life-the original of his Madonna
"the Painters Daughter"