Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1860-12-26


of my present irksome employment, figured
in the foreground of allmy dreams. Ihad
heard so much of Miss Follett, through my
friend, that L was eager to meet her. She
was beautiful, gifted, and woman
Though rich, she was intelligent; though
an Gmatater, the artists did not riiicule
her. G&mboge, [ knew, thought more of
her than of any other lady: he respected
her opinions, admired her tasets, and ador-
ed her beauty. More than all, he did not
feel CALLED by her patronage. And she had
selected my little picture for especial COM
medatiOn-had inquired after the artist
had expressed a wish to own it, My
heart beat, loudly and sweetly, the time,
and L began to sing Spanish song. /
had nothing but black linen thread to sew
with, and that tangles and snarls so, it is
enough to upset the serenity even of a wo-
man. The eye broke out of my last nee
die just as l was about to fasten the con-
Guiding stitches, leaving me in some un-
pleasant doubts as to the stability of nay
work. However, it looked tolerably. and
surveyed it with cloudy satisfaction, COM
forting myself with the memory of what
GanbOge had said about the parlOrs, and
hoping they would be as dim as one of his
own distances.
L occupied myself during TIE afternoon
with a fancy sketch of Hiss FOlett-i
CuriOusly enough, Gambsge had Eever !
described her; SO drew her according 10
my own liking-tall, majestic, with a low, I
white forehead, black hair, piercing eyes, !
and superb bust. II
In the evening, l went out and made i
my purchases, and got my clean shirt
from the washerwOman in the next street. q
That darn down your back does show |
cOnfOund edly," said GambOge, when he
called for me next morning. F ; .e,
| saw that he began to feel nervous
about presenting me, and my own pride took o
fire
Look herel look at mel" said 1, s'did n
you ever know me to finch from an under
taking?"
He surveyed my six feet of bighth, my il
cool air and impenetrable eyes. CT
Come along then; you can make your ID
own way"
Miss FOllett's foOtman looked so well -
dressed when he opened the door to us that \,
felt mOmentarily abashed. -
The rooms were somewhat shadowy; but !,
to me they seemed almost glaring, as 1 en- \,
tered and found them just comfortably u
thronged, cool, and perfumed, the silence !,
disturbed, not driven out by subdued %
voices.
When GambOgc spoke my name Miss f.
Follett smiled her recognition of it; and :.
lfter addressing few words to us, some :
me else came in. and we stepped back L 4
ooked at her whilst she talked to others.
instead of being tall and majestic she was
slender and girlish; her face was fair and :
'ure; her voice incOmparabIy sweet. She 70
ooked more as if she had been brought up
y angels, than in fashionable boarding =
ehOol- She may, or may not have been -
lressed in the mode; 1 only recall that her
aiment was white and floating. clasped at ;,
he throat with an opal brooch. Immedi-
tely deep sadness took possession of me; 81;
did not analyze it; felt here the pres
zee of wealth, luxury, art, taste, beauty, bo
Il things so agreeable to the artists soul,
nd recalled my lonely attic, bare, un i.
rude. Body and soul had -four =
PON p''''" i"t' 'e''Soieu WIN hir
ope; but now, hope died out and l felt :.
Il my privatiOns crushingly. All this, a..
erhaps, was in the gaze which 1 fixed un- -
upon my hostess; for when =
er eyes met mine, after time, they were -
rrested for moment l saw that she =
tiled me.
"YOu know none Ofmy friends" said she, 49,.
low voice, coming up to me, except -.
amboge. VIII you not look at these -
lgravings2 They belong to the Turner ow
allery. Are they not exquisite?" lob
| followed her to the table, and bent to 7 :
lmire them ",
Rip. 49,
l stood upright and made some wander =
g reply. My back was to the window, -.
ID 1 could only think of my coat 81,
ard persons suppressing laughter, who
ere standing behind me. -
"YOu do not like engravings? Here is 49,.
~" PC' = was nune 'e''eIuS' 'u' low
seems to me to require more light. :
- - TP'I -Il' I,.n 0ns''', .na' . Oe'TeH Il pal,
u are the tallest; will you please to reach -.
at cord?'
reached to lower the cord as desired. -
Rip ripl a.
1t seemed as if the room was silent
purpose to make the report of the treach- -,
Gus stitches more starting. People press ond
around to admire the painting, and L -.
ok the opportunity of retreating towards > 6,
sofa; but l was blind with embarrass-
mt and stumbled against fOOt-cushiOn - :
Rip rip! rip! Id
L knew, L felt the worst Ny coat had b.ne