The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1870-09-22

here Is as good as it was in Nielond's
t.df attu.df 10; one can't see the picture quite
10 WELL"
3.7Hl think the light has changed since
We came, into. the room." Lady B.
said said Fit struck me, before you spoke,
that the colors did not look so bright.
Henry, you must hang it in another
place heIlightis rot SO good as it
WAS w29s: 3>ra g.. 7,y ~: ~ .. \
a nd yet the sun was shining full
and placed upon the stone flags of tho
ancient g court ;-tbrough the panes Of
the t. harrow easements I saw glimpse
:otiblue sky, unchanged, overhead, and,
the the shadows seemed to me scarcely to
have have moved, SO still were they upon
the wooden floor. Henry shifted the
picture but we could not get it into a
good light: ...
I'VE must congratulate you, Mr..
Nliieland," +" said Lady R., kindly, as
We all were going of: 9. ut is wonder:
ful. It if more than likeness" Me
lard l'lsd did not; however, seem to care to;
be eepplinented. Ho turned away,
saying, "eLct him take care of it now
he has got it, 6 Wo were all standing
round the old:fashioped doorway, wait
ing torthe carriages to drive up. : Isa-
bell ., who! seemed tired, was sitting on
the th wooden stairs, wrapped in her usual
gray cloak; "Whut is 1T, dear r.. i
heard Armar say: care you yexed Z
Has anything gone sw1epg q And then
3 saw that the girls eyes were full of
tears. ea r;#v.tt'i >GT~.,1 .-:.% .ga;,.
Mrs. Delafesse, who was; in: her usual
spirits, began, telling US about picture
done Of her by gentleman who travel
ed ABOUT bout the the country, and charged;
nothing sxtr. for fancy dress. Nieland,
who had had evidently; been taking otoo
much champagne, sll. came, close mp TO- pc,
and began asking if I remembered my
talk With him the: other day, ,.yn., ,a;.
~" You don't understand about. reflect
ed d ieeaauyenee,"' eeaay he said: "I'll. tell YOU
something all the same; I =. did not
paint that picture as ,you. imagine,
The two painted it by my hand as they
saw each other reflected in the glass.
I could not have. painted her alone.
She was stronger than me. He will
soon find she is strongc, than him, and
then his turn will come"
was quite glad that the carriage
drove up just then, and that I could
escape from this incohcrent talk. We
got in, had drove away across the quiet
courts, under the dark archway, out in-
to busy, struggling Fleet Street The
horses feet tramped homewards across
the streets, into the open parks, along
the suburban roads, by the cemetery
gates, and 50 at last we reached the
familiar elms that grow BY Tho Lawn,
and breathed the fresh whifs Of winds
blo.ing from the. country. - =
Isabella seemed depressed and silent
all the way back. Mrs. Delafosse was
in high spirits. and talked without
ceasing, until We put her down at her
own door. "What a pity !" cried Lad
B.. "Isabella, you have forgotten
your beautiful roses !"
"Have I p said ths girl, looking
round, andwaking from sort of day.
dream.
t.:j --
i *:' CHAPTER v.
{ I stayed some short time with !"
friends at The Lawn. I could not feel
SO happy as I should have done in this
.engasement. Armar used to come day
after day when his work was over.
Isabella used to glide into the great
drawing-room, looking perfectly lovely,
but i'll and anything but happy. To
be sure, hers was twilight nature.
She was beautiful evening star, that
paled before the br,lliance and heat of
the day; only should have liked to
see some token of animation and inter-
est now and then-some tone other than
the neutral tint she took refuge in. Ex-
ept for fcr bright rose, there seemed
no single bright bit: of color belonging
to her. .s:s
IL AZ first his one trouble seemed to be
about; his picture, which he declared he
could see fading day by day, He took
tito Sir George, his friend the Acado.
mieisn,f VII; .; said that Nieland Rad neg:
lected to 5varnish Il. Nieland himself
had disappeared, no one knew With
~ ~:s2TG st 1EBaT 5taft LnG cuA!a as
+ Ks for Henry Ht.alty :Armlar, for time:
there, Was no no doubt i. bout Ills hap
piness.@. Our bachelor, With Ills precise
ways, and gentle, old.fashioned habits,
| was transformed. Then he began to
change, too, xeithi 1.abella's,.. change,
and I noticed a sad look iii Ills face
reflected, from hers. One day the
young men Of the house had insisted
upon taking him to some fashionable
tailor's. They said he would disgrace
Issbella's choice il be were seen in
such an ill-cut coat: 1t had been good
enough for friendship, but it was quite
unsuited for sentiment. Has any one
ever noticed the extraordinary differ
epce wrought by tailors' aud seamstress-
es, who stioh you Into youth, aristocrs'
a. L IL I'LL .