North Branch democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Pa.) 1854-1867, 1863-07-08

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"Then if you will keep yourse If free till
nave won fame and fortune, will come and
claim you. And Tow have one favor to
ask"
"What is it 2"
Stand here just as you are, and let me
sketch yop in drawing I have made OF
Rocky Brook"
The girl remained, and he proceeded to
sketch her, who was the "day star" of is
dreams. When he had finished it, he brought
1t for her inspection. She gazed at it with
fearful eyes, and then With many. a fond word
they parted.
The light of the Italian sunset lay warm
and rich on hill aud yale and stream, and
fingered lovingly in a studio, occupied by
two men. One of these had passed the prime
Of his manhood-the other had scarcely
reached il; his hair was brushed back IN
Careless waves fro,u his broad brow; his
eyes were full Of light, and smile came and
went about his we'll Gu, lips, as he stood be,
fore bis easel. On it lay painting, to which
ne had just given the finishing touches-a
landscape, representing gorge, threaded by
clear stream and flock of sheep drinking,
and young girl, with white muslin robe
and coquettish hat.
Robert, said the 20 ung artists uncle,
i can teach you nothing more"
But the dreamer did not hear his words
he was lost in profound reyerie. At length
chariot, with the arms of a noble English
family emblazzonel on the panueIs, rolled to
the door, and a man with patrican air
alighted and entered the studio He paused
passed from picture to picture, till he came
to the landscape have described. Then he
stopped, and after gazing at i: in silent won
der, said:
I" That is English scenery, believe"
eyes SIR"
"And that ladyis the heiress of Glen
more 2"
"It ie."
''And may ask the name of ths artist
who has inmortazed Lady Alice's beauty 2"
The painter drew forth card, on which
was traced the name of Robert Thornton,
the ouandam shepherd boy.
As the stranger read 1t, he resumed:
" You are, then, Of English extraction 2"
eyes, sir in my youth was , shepherd
at Glenmo-e"
"Why you astonish me must tell Al
ice, and bring her to see you.'
" l should be happy to meet her," was the
low reply, and the next moment the stran.
ger took his leave.
Mornniag came, and at an early hour young
Thornton went out for a walk on the Cam
pania. He had gone but short distance,
when he met one Of the most beautiful of the
Tuscan madenst She called gaily to him as he
was passing, and he was CT atting with her.
when an equestrian party was seen approach
ing. Among them rode Lady Alice, and
Thornton's heart beat fast as she bowed and
gaHoped by with the, stranger who had enter
ed his studio the day previous, riding at her
bridal.rein.
Weeks passed, and they met-Lad Alice
and Thornton-now the famous artist-but
they met in coldness and dstrust. She W as
always accompanied by the dashing nobleman,
10 whom rumor said she was affanced and
Thornton tho't she had grown strangly proud
and distant, while she in secret wept over the
change which she thought time had wrought
in him.
But at last the malaria prevailing ~ the
city attacked the despodent ar tist, aad d as he
lay tossing on his couch, Lady Alice came
to minister to his wants, like an angel of
mercy. Then, there in that lone chamber,
all was explained, all forgiven, solemn be-
trothal VOWS were interchanged, aud when
Robert Thornton grew convalescent, he led
to the altar tho beautiful Hsress of Glen.
wore.