The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1866-02-08


Was so much her features ~ her soft voice
iahd gsntle5 wolnaaiy grace that fascinated
me Though g. young shs perf,'if,i td III
; honors Of her fathers priu,piy table with
lself possession and good breeding In the
eyening she sang sorne sAe',t German songs
to her own simple accompaniment II.
raked of books and of poetry | tound he
we'll read III English, French and German
liuerature. We spoke ofart and size lis
,bvered both Judgment and enth asasnI,
40 We took our leave night. tie mrg,
master shook me warmly 10y the hand and
told rue to come often. tant'ied that Ger
ltrude blue eyes Enlightened when he said
lit amj fiji the color rush quickly To my
ltunw 80 ! ioss Ell ;stni thanked aim t...%
Franz - Said my father, when ,-re
lrr,ge i.orl il tie sire, {, how OLD are you?''
! ~Jtist IN,-''ty-ta o sir replied, rather
81 litsesi ai me q4,.siIarfs
/ ~ sjFn9g F tA+bdent Oh J9ut brush
tao, ~ r.nt,iu',d 'nN, father ae lle ieluod
4 4..r,t ,-f..} am A':<Hsl b. k Al Lae iutty
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t...o- ri ..4 3.,,pss.sHs gsA
sis,s.,.Aa az, s,,asi,,- IL, slense.8 ana .tae
,nIcd nf4, 81 ,,n3 s'ttu, At.xtF sH+ Ae at
l'mg ,lm'.slui w. Il Is ,.,.e # my ~,
Isl friends. said NY father. ta i'asraaH g..
1 4 have often nai.i y''h speak Of III u J,
III r'pt ...-. ... ~
| l'hir. az ~ ti,. 10
| SO si't.i al; J,'ee
| Gettruhe viii have d fi,i tortuue, s-,iii
,ny father, ~ ift.,inking ;,ln hi
/ I bD"sd ags,f., but ttis a";!sf'' rather urr
visiy
| Marry heg, F'ranz@
| J dropped i1i- n,.i star.",i back
| Sir! faltr.,i IL uarry the trauiein
| V',Ii Ia,I,2 ss 4s ..-l
| Andprfy sir why not? SO. nv fl, nor
cut, stopping 49, "A sis yak and lean
i lg hnth hands 900 ;'e top Of hls walking
sii,a e%o-#
! s&hy not sr? repeated my father, e.er'
| .,.ti,'.'v WHAT en;iId yon WISH for better2'
| he young lady Is lisE,. IS Iia, good tenn
gerci educated rich Now, Franz, if
thought you had been slct fool AS to
form any nt',er attachment without
| oh. sir, y'm d" me injustice!' cried -
| But do you think that-tlIat she would have
me I? 81 Cd ~
Try her Franz said my father. good
humoredly, as he resumed my arm i'll
am not very much mistakell, the burgo,nas-
ter would be as wellpleased as myself and
| AZ for tue Fraulienr-woman are easily wonl
We had by this time reached the door of
the inn where my father was to sleep for
the night As he left me. his last words
were: " aa
Try her, Franz--try her. ~a &srg
From this time | became a frequent visi-
itor at the house of the BurgOn ,ster Won
tiael 1t was large old f.sl,ioii,.,l man.
Sou, built of red buck, aud iii ualed
upon the famous line nf houses known
as the Boonjes. ln front lay tin. broad
river covered 18th .nerchaut vessels. from
whose masts huttcTrd the flags Of all the
trading nations CT the world Tall trees,
thick with foliage lined the quay and the
sunlight hickered through the leaves upnn
tie spacious drawing rooms Of Gertrudes
home
Here, night after night, when the studies,
Of the day were over, | used to sit with her
beside the open aindow, watching the busy
crowd beneath. the ripping river, ana tie
rising moon that tipped the masts aud city
spires with with silver. Here We read to
gether from tile first pale stars that tretn-
bled iutolight. ,,Fs.,-'t ,J.-..sss ..8
1t was happy time But there came
time at last still happier, when one still
evening, as We sat alone, conversing in un-
frequent whispers. and listening to the beat
iig IT each other hearts. told Gertrude
that ! loved her aud she, in answer laid
her fir ,hoad upn my shluiler with
sweet confidence, AS if Content 50 to rest
Iegeger Just as my father had predicted
Iruiial, specifying bal one condition and
this 9as iI'at our marriage should not take
p4ce til uad attained nay tHttty iiftil
wear It &.ls q. long time to gait hut T.
s!"hlG ~ tat tl''tr, pert APPS have made q
u,iIIe IN, protestant / iutDilted ssion ii
send picturs To tine annual exhibitinn--s
and VIII" Ca, tell wila, might do IN three
Yeas. Ia show Girt,u'ie how dearly | loved
l,rr? saa r5aa asY agE.g.,s ms
Anu 80 our inlppy youth rolled on and
the quaint Old dial III the Messrs Won Gael
gtr.ieil tnld the passage If our golden
hours. TN the mean tInI- worked setin-
o"s'y at my picture iabDred upon it all
the winter and when sprng time came
sent 1t ia, With no sinai! anxiety rs t. it's
probable position upon the walls of the gal
lery. 1t Was a view III one of the streets of
Rotterdam. There Was the high old houses
With their gables aud carved door ways and
the red sunset giittering on the .res of the
upper windows the canal flowing down the
ceutre OF the street. the whitt. ,irawbridge,5
with barge just passing Underneath. tile
green trees deep Ia the shadow and the
spire Of the church Of st Lawrence rising
hyeid against the clear warm sky. When
II vas quite flushed aud about to be seut
away, even tlaus van Roos nodded cold,
encouragement and said that it deserved a
good position He had himself prepared
painting this year. on more ambitious
scale and larger canvass than usual 1t
was sacred subject, and represented the
Conversion Of st, Paul. His pupils admired
it warmly, and none more than my self We
all pronounced it to be his master piece. aud
the artist was evidently Of our opinion.
The day OF the exhibition came at last. /
had scarcely slept the previous night, and
the early morning found me with number
of other Students waiting impatientIy be-
fore the yet unopened door When | ar
rived, it wanted an hour to the time. but
half the day seemed to have elapsed before
we heard the heavy bolts give way inside
and then forced our way through the par
row barriers. had flown up the staircase.
aud found myself in the first room before |
remembered that should have purchased
catalogue at the door had not patience,
however, to go back for it; so strobe
round aud round the room, looking eagerly
for my picture 1t Was nowhere to be seen,
and passed on to the next Here nv
search was equally unsuccessful.
1T must be ia the third roolu, | said to
myself, where all the best works are
placed Well, il it be hung ever SO high or
III ever so dark a corner, it ia at all evet,ts
an h1nor to have ones picture in the third
roOml' -
But though spoke so bravely. it was
with sinking heart | ventured in. could
NOT really hope for good place among the
uiagnatee OF The art; while in either If the
miner rnn.IAa dr., -.