Weekly Calaveras chronicle., 1867-06-01

truth concerning himself My young.
est daughter now asked him for his
Iopinion on book of eugravings Just
published, and he seated himself beside
her to examine them
was lost in a reverie for some mo-
ments, and then invited Mr. Jones to
visi, my collection of paintings. My
daughter. Emma accompanied US. /
had intended to give the young man
some fatherly advice, but her presence
prevented it. Would have been able
to do so had she not been with US /
really doubt it, so self-possessed was he
with all his impudence. Had Oleander
maintained his supremacy? or had
Jones :? looked at his i'll clad figure.
thought of his position in society. /
woudered-and well | might: My en-
thusiasm for art, however, sooL absorb.
ed my mind. In an animated and
learned conversation with my proteee(0
| again forgot myself, and, bidding him
good by, cordially invited him again to
visit me.
why, George, how could you ? ask.
ed my wife, Indignantly. -...-....-~.
The impudent little wretchp ex-
claimed my eldest daughter.
Hes shockingly vulgar' declared
both Elizabeth and Matilda. e-.l
oh, pa. | think he's so funny!
laughed Emma. my youngest.
How could so much impudence be
Joined with such good sense was that
which puzzled me.
l saw Jones two or three times after
this befure | felt in myself the ability
to speak to him as l desired, and as my
natural kindly feeling prompted me.
At last the occasion came. At the
private .iew of the National Academy /
was so inspired. A friend was about
to present Jones to the great Splatter-
dash-an historical painter of renuwu.
That worthy bowed s,ifly and contemp.
tuousl y as Jones advanced, whereupon
he incontinently turned upon his heel
and walked away, leaving the famed
artist in State Of rage too gigantic for
description, l saw the whole scene,
and meeting Jones instantly after ad-
dressed him:
My young friend, you will surely not
refuse advice from man like ME, old
enough to be your father
Certainly not, Sir. have every
reason to respect you. Your opinions
will be listened to gladly. If l prove
them correct shall be happy to adopt
them
We'll, l have observed what has just
passed. 1t appearsto to me you do not
sufficiently study what is customary.
No one knows better the worth of your
heart and mind than myself, but from
manin your position-you have no name,
you are poor-the world expects greater
Difference. 1t adjudges impudence the
absence of that Difference.
i know the world, Sir, only when it
is right have long ago convinced
myself should not know how to acs
should l yield myself to the opinions Of
others. 1t would be making of myself
shuttle cock to innumerable battle
doors. Study, reflection, the exercise
of reason, are guides that alone have
helped lie in my onward course through
life. Should l give them up l would
be compelled ,c consider myself fool.
| would be fool l honor distinction
and honor wealth, but only as they
should be honored Possession of those
advantages often proves ability, b"s
possession of them dues not necessarily
exact servility from others. A great
man, Sir, does not wish the marks of
respect SO much as respect itself. A
great man respects others. 1t is tho
duty OF gentleman to prove himself
one That Splatterdash did not regard
me in my proper light. took the only
course knew to make him acquainted
with his error. could not have res.
pected myself had l acted differently.
lie may be great artist, but he is not
noble man ] no sooner saw his man
ner toward me than perceived un-
derstpod the gcntlemanly character bet
ter than he did. ]. exalted to his
station, could not so act toward poorer
brother. Such pride as his is meanness
of soul. The nobility of n man is
much greater than the nobility of a
painter. He is above ne in small
things. am above him in great
What could say to such TRADE as
this? His impassioned manner, bis
flashing eye elevated his stature and
gave dignity to his ill.cad form. The
man before me was not the man whom
five minutes before had accosted. I
had DO advice to offer him. Luckily
for me mutual friend came up at
this juncture, and my reply was not ne
cessitated.
All this happened two years ago
Yesterday had another instance of
Jones impudence. With blandsmile.
frm yet respectful manner, he solicit
ed of me the hand of my favorite, my
youngest daughter Emma. She it is to
whom the only heir of the great Cresus
has been paying the most impassioned
addresses-m most beautiful, nv most
loving
We'll, Jones, really T.
Sir, | have eertsinty now of three
thousand year, and L.
oh, pa, love him so much"
That magnetic eye was upon me.
How could Irefuse? ''..
We'll, we'll; bless you, my children,
bless you