Weekly Trinity journal., 1860-12-22
B. UMBER, ARTIST.
lY META VICTORIA VICTOR.

didn't know what to DO about pantaloons,
told Gamhogc so, when he came in. ] was
\ mp in bed mending my only pair There
a ilighttul hole upon each knee but long
fce in patching had made me as dexterous
b woman, and | was getting the new pieces
Il nicely that. fattered myself they would
Ay be detected-at least, at the first glance
N oould do very well for street wear, espe
"A if | only went out in the evening, but to
" upon lady! aud that, too, in the daylight
gpcaled to Gamboge, the only friend | had,
to whom | appealed on all occasions.
2Bother the pantaloons y he exclaimed, a
"a impatiently, for he had thought the i'm
dments all removed.
1t is the pantaoOns which bother me-" l
d dcjectedly.
eCan't You manage to make them do? it won't
tvery light. These fashionable women are
)fe cunning even than we artists in the matter
light and shade. They know better than to
n themselves in cross lights, or in, the candid
be of the mid day sun. You'll find the parlors
q delicious darkness, very lattering to your
rdrobe, my friend. That's a capital patch,
iboy."
m glad you admire it. Bat Miss Follett
gbt not.'
VA lend you pair of mine if you were not
g a monster. It's great pity, either that
n are big, or that | am little, | don't know
]fh. I've got two pairs, now so | could
pfd to be liberal. Before my success at the
ndemy last year, | was nearly as bad aft as
Y But ] couldn't mend like that!" lie
Ned appreciatingly at my patches.
-heally great minds are great in all things,
unmarked, with my usual modesty. "But
Qpably Miss Follett being a million-heiress
~ too little Of old clothes to do me the JUS
you have done me. She has taste, though
NY of it. She knows picture when she
v 1t, which is unusual for one of her sort
~ 1t curious, now, the fancy she has taken tt
4 little bit of mine ?"
mad managed to get picture in at the An
R Exhibition, for the first time, and through
tlnlluence OF Gamboge. 1t was a small thing
ooscureiy hung but it had attracted th,
fhlloh OF young lady, an amateur and al
49, lier acquaintance was somewhat affected
fftlsts Gamboge had the honor of it an(
IA he hearu her praise the unknown painter
Iy master stroke of policy, proved hi
endship tor me, and obtained an invitation fol
to accompany him to the morning reunioni
p lady. She had also signfed her intention
purchasing the picture, provided it was fo
a vi coTse 1t was for sale. The young maj
\ sat patching his last pair Of pantaloons fel
y Too happy at the thought. He would hav,
g even better pleased, had it already beer
q ior' for then he might have gone to tht
~ at once, instead of sitting up, under th
Fcciothes, and worrying himself about triaes.
Hohe has appointed to morrow? | want tt
H. badly And here must lose the oppor
4,y:: What shall do, Gamboge ?"
v ith the pantaloons darn the pantaloons! =
nave, SIX or seven tmes.p
ou II be foolish if you let every thing stant
the way of your going now, tell you, sir
1T not only her patronage perhaps he
pushlp-but the consideration il win Civ,
ana the circle you'll step into, and th,
IL thlngs you will see in her house-not only
<lres and marbles, but articles of Uertu, every
~ TO crafty taste like yours. And theI
70 speak to-"
oh' would willingly break my neck for th,
pr Oh bowing before Miss Follett. But to g
with patches on my knees, that would re
more courage, you see. Not but that
oear sueer from her; a sneer on th'
" beautiful woman sometimes fires mar
oud achievements; but to see all those row
peIcilious mustaches curling at me-humph
Plld get angry"
elnaps you can wear mine you re only
iHcles taller than l. aud tfiile heavier, o.