The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1866-02-06
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4 otorsk irisuoa. aAfd my ~ Der.
4 have often heard you speak u bin
sir, replied.
And lie Is rich
SO should suppose.
= 'Gsuruds will have . Ens fortune, sai,
my father, As IL thinking aloud.
bowed again, bu. the tine rather nsr
SSusly.
Marry her. FranI.
dropped bis arm and started back.
SRI / fAllsrvd, III marry Ihs Frau
lein Won Gael
4 pray. .iF. wis DOT 2 said my father
eurtll. stppping short in ha walk snt
fsAaiag both hands upon lhs top Of hil
waking slick.
Why not, sir 2 repeated my father, We
~ snergr,ically. What could Jou wist
for beller9 The young lady is handsome
good tempered, educated, rich. Nov
Franz, il ! thought you had been such .
fool. as 10 ioim any other attachment; with
out
Oh, sir, you do me injusiicer cried
q A'1A w loH AbihA A4aA Ah11 she nNutt
have me Z
Try her, Franz, said my father. good,
bumoreJly, as he resumed my arm. If
am not very much mistaken, the burgo.
master would be MS we'll pleased as my.
self; and as for The Frsulien-wo women are
easily WON
We had by this time reached the door
Of the inn where my father was 10 sleep
Tor The night. As he left me, iii. last words
were:
Try her, Franz try her
From this time became a frequent
visitor at The house Vi the Burg.mas,e
Won Gael II WAS a large. otlia>hiosed
mansion, built oil red brick, aud situated
upon The famols line vi houses known as
the Boomjes. Ia front lay the broad ry-
er, covered with merchant vessels, from
whose niasis Huttered the Gag. OF all the
trading natious oil The world. Tall trees,
thick with foliage, lined the quay, and the
sunlight flickered through the leaves upon
the spac ious drawing-fooms ol Gerirudes
home.
Here, night after night, wien the stud
les oi the day were over, used TO sit with
her beside tie open window, watching The
busy cro"d baneath, the ripling river, and
the r'slng mooa that tipped the ma>ls aud
city spires with silver. Here we read TO-
geIher from the iirsi pale STARS that trem-
Died into light.
1t was happy time. But there came
at last "a time still happier, when, one still
evening, AS We sat alone, conver,iug in un.
frequent whispers, and listening TO the
beating of each others hearts, told Ger
trude that loved her and she. in ans.
wer, laid her far head upon my shoulder
with sweet Confidence, rs il content so to
rest forever. Just as my father had pre-
dcled, the burgomaser readily sanctioned
our betrohal, specifying but one condition,
ard this WAS tGat our marriage should not
lake place I'LL had attained my twenty
tiflh Year. Il was a long time to wait
but | should by that time, perhaps, have
made name Ia my profession. Intend.
ed soon 10 send picture to the annual ex
hibnion- aud who could tell what might
not do ia three years, TO show Gertrude
how dearly loved her?
And SO our happy youth rolled on, and
the quaint Old dial in the Messer Won
GaeI's garden told the passage of our
golden hours. In The meantime worked
seduously al my picture. labured upon
IL all The wlnler; and when tprlng lime
came stut il IN, with no small anxiety
as 10 It's probable position upon the wall,
OF the gallery. IL WAS view in one OF
the streets OF ROTTERDAM. There were
the high old houses with their gables and
carved door.ways, aud tile red suns glit-
teriug on the pan-s otthe upper windows;
tie canal flowing down the center OF the
street. the white drawbrldge. with barge
just passing underneath, the green trees
deep IN the shadow, and the spire of the
church OF St. Lawrence rising beyond
against the clear. warm sky. When il
was quite finished and about 10 be sent
away, even Hans van Ruos nodded cold
encouragement and said that it deserved II
good position. He had himself prepared
4 painting this year, on more ambitious
scale and Larger canvas than usual. II
was sacred subject, and represented the
Conversion Of ST. Paul. His pupils ad-
mired IT warmly, aud none more than my.
self. We all pronounced il to be his mas
ierpiece, ard the artist was evidently of
our opinion.
The day Cfihc exhibition came at lasl.
] lald scarcely slepl The previous night.
aud tie early morning found me with
pumber oi the other students, waiting i'm
patient! before the YET unopened door.-
When ! arrived, II wanted an hour to the
lime, but halt The day soemrd to elaps.
before We heard tie heavy bolts give way
inside, and then forced our way through
the aarrow barriers. had flown up tie
staircase, and iound ml srli in the Rrst
room before remembered that | should
have purchased catalouge at the door.--
/ had not patience, however, to 60 back
ior t.; 50 strode round and round the
RON, looking eagerly for my picture. II
~as nowhere to be seen. and | passed on
10 the next. Here my search Was equal
ly unsuccessful. II must be 10 the third
room. ! said TO mysei., where all the best |
works are placeI! Well, il it he hung
ever - high, OF IN ever 80 dark corner
u is, Al al events an honor To Lave oLe's
picture in the third room =
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