The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1866-02-06

/ thte ptcttfe etNaye TecelNe4 = e0stly Prise
for which he was Iikswiss indebted ~ lh,
muni6cnncs Of The founder. To this spoI
ny syes wsrs naturally turned. a. l enter
ed the Moor. wAs drsamingl uood
stiil--I turned hol and cold BY tarns-l
ran forward Il vas no illuslea. Ihsr,
vas my picture. ny own picture, ia hs
little modest frame, installed in the ehiei
place Of the gallery Aud Ihsre, too. Wal
the ofhcial card stuck in the corner. with
the words 'PRIsE PAlSlIEG' printed upon
il in shining gold letteFG ran down the
staircase and bought catalogue. Ihss my
eyes mighl br glAndrned BY lhs eoaerma,
tion Of ths joy !; ADd.tAars, sars sbough,
Was printed Il The commencement. sAKNg-
AL pRIzg PAisrISG- Visw u Roasr,
dam. No. l27--FRAEE LINDEN could
have wepI for delight. was never ed
Of looking ar my picture. ! walked FROM
one side 10 the ether. retrested. sdvsnc-
ed closer to Il. locked ut il 10 every
possible light, and forgot all but my hap.
pinrss,
"A very charming little painting, sir,
said voice vt my elbow.
IL was an elderly gentleman, with gold
spectacles and an umbrella. colorrd up
aud said, ialleringIy;
Do Jou think SOP
4 do cir, said tie old genllrman. Il
am an amateur-l am very fond Of pic
lures. | presume that you are also an ad
mirer Of art?
bowed.
Very nice little painting, indeed ve-
ry nice he continued, as lie wiped his
glasses, and adjusted them with the air of
u ,onnoisssar. Waters very liquid, col
ors pure, SKY transparent, perspective ad-
mirahle. l'll buy il.
'Wili you q ! exclaimed, jcyfully. oh,
thank you, sirl'
'Oh,' said the old gentleman, turning
suddenly upon me and smiling kindly, so
you are the artist, are youl Happy TO
make your acquaintance, Messer Linden.
You are Very Young man to paint such
picture AS thai. | congratulate you,slr !;
and-Pll buy H.
So we exchanged cards, shook hands.
and became the best Of friends in the
world. ! was burning with impaiience TO
see Gertrude, and tell her ali my good
fortune but my new patron ook my arm.
and SAID that he must make the tour OF the
rooms 10 my company; SO was forced TO
comply.
We stopped before large painting that
occupied the next best situation to mine
II was my masters work, the Conversion
Of 81. Paul. While was telling him Of
my studies 10 the ztelier Of the painter,
man staftudA Afrom before Us, and gIided
away; but Rot before | had recognized
the pale countenance OF Van Roos There
was something in the expression OF his
face that shocked me--something that
stopped my breath, and made me sludder.
What was NJ scarcely knewi but the
glare Of his dark eyes and the quiverng
passion OF his lip haunted me for the rest
OF the day, and came back again in my
dreams. | said nothing Of II to Gertrude
that afternoon, but ii had etfectually so.
bered my exultation. ] dreaded, next
day, 10 return to the studio but to my
surprise, my master received me as he
never had received me before. lie ad-
sanced. and extended bis hand to me.
Welcome, Franz Linden he said
smiling. 4 an proud TO call you my pu-
pill
The hand was cold the voice was harsh,
the smile vas passionless Ny compan-
ions crowded round, and congratulated
me and in the warm tones OF their young,
cheerful voices, and the close pressure Of
their friendly hands, forgot all that had
troubled me IN tue manner Of Van Roos.
Not long after this event, Gerrude's
father desired to have her portrait painted,
TO console him for her absence, he said,
when should be so wicked as to take her
away from him. recommended my old
master, whose iutelage had recently left
and Van koos was summoned to fulfill
task that would gladly have performed
had il been in my power to do so. But
portraiture was not my line. could paint
i sleek spotted COW, or drove OF sheep,
far better than the iair skin and golden
curls Of my darling Gertrude.
She could not endure the artist from
tue first In vain reasoned with her
all was OF no use; and she used to say, a.
the end OF every such conversation, that
she wished the portrait WAS finished, and
thut she cuuld no .nor,. LaI,, disIizino hin,
lhsn--than she could help loving me-
so our arguments always ended With
kiss
But this portrait took long time
Van Roos was in general rapid painter
yet Gertrudr's likeness progressed at
very slaw pace, and, like Pehelupe's web,
seemed never TO be completed. One
! happened 10 be in the rooW--
= rare event al that time, Tor | wAs hard
At wors upon my new landscape; and
y as struck by the change that had come
over my late master. lie was 10 long
The same man. There was light in his
Eye. and vibration in his voice. that |
aad never observed before. and when he
rose to take leave. there was q studied
courtesy in bis bow and manner that took
ne quite BY surprise.
Still, ! never suspected the truth, and
'till the portrait was as tar ~ ever from
being flushed.
IL came out at last, and one morning /
Hans van RoOs made formal offer of
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