The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1871-06-01

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Angelo or Titan, he might have taught
the former something about grandeur
and sublimiy, and given the latter some
useful hints id coIoring."
ii Ihe DAY specified for the artists visit
came; Belle was in her studio to re-
celVe him, and introduced her compan-
lon' Miss Bravedon. Glancing slight
~ at the young lady, Mr.. Moleswortby
proceeded to display his ignorance of
painting as rapidly as possible.
The picture on Bellies easel was
landscape, an original piece, and really
fine thing, though not without faults
of drawing and coloring. The clouds
rolling up, soft and aoecy; on a sum.
mer)S sky, looked like clouds, and SEEM
ed to melt away, or take new and fam
tastlc shapes, as you gazed And the
meadow brook, glanclng here and there
from between the dark foliage that lined
its broken banks, 1t remained you of a
merry child playing at bo-peep. So
real and cool locked the water, you long.
ed to test it, and scare aways it tiny
lnha bltants. 1t Was natural, tco
the flowers that grew the closest to the
bright, freed brook, should wave in rich
luxurian e.
Ignoring these beauties of the paint
ing, MIR. Molesworthy proceeded to
point out the defects of the piece, as be.
Ing wo'thy Of especial notice.
Belle had not always done justice te
her fine conceptions. The hand must
be trained to work out the minds im
aginings. 81.
Bellies wrath was eoon aroused b,
Lcr cousins agg,avating praise
which: she we'll knew was no praise
but Miss Bravedon pro'essed to oonsid.
er all his criticisms just. This led the
tlustere7 gentleman to regard the young
lady m >ro closely than he had hitherto
done.
1t seemed hardly possible, the arch
little rogue of a few days before, could
have been metamorphosised into tho
prim, meek lady, who sat with open
mouth and eyes, drinking in his words
of wisdom.
"Oh +! Bclle,' she cried, as if the ex.
c!amation was forced from her by ir.
resstible enthusiasm, chow much you
might learn from Mr. Noteworthy. II
he were my cousin 49,"
She stopped in the midst -of her
speech, as if maidenly timidity had taken
the alarm.
"Mrs. Rochover does not believe in
mans mental superiority" said Mr..
Noteworthy, with a glance that was
meant to be withering, but someho"
failed of its effect.
"Oh Belle, you are not strong mind
ed, hope," counterfeiting a shudder
"It's no horrid, you know"
"1 hope no erroneous opinions will
find enhance into some minds," said
our Nero, bowins ga)lantly towards Miss
Bravcdon, and looking at Belle, as if
she were some fearful monster IN wo-
mans clothes, trying to lead tender in
tellccts astray.
Belle Was 50 thoroughly amused with
this new character fitted upon her, she
could hardly wait for her visitor to be
gone, ere giving vent to her mirth.
cam l dragon-honor bright,
Clare p
"Don't be injecting me with your
"ickedness, thou thing of dread. And
did I play my part pretty well?"
"You little humbug! But you re-
member the story in which Puss, dres-
ses up like fine lady, and sits down to
do the honors Of the tea-tablc. Her
claws came out, however, before the
meal was over"
"Never fear for me,' said Glare,
holding out her white, dimpled hands,
and examining her almond-shaped nails
closely.
Mr.. Molesworthy did not let his &C.
quaintance with Miss Bravedon drop :,
he managed to see her often. And she
improved daily III meekness.
One evening we met her at little
sociable at friends.
Here, grouped with one or two rath.
er juvenile misses, was holding for thin
that "highfalutin," gushing style, girls
sometimes affect, conscious of it's still.
ness all the while, but lnstigated by
some imp Of the perverse, to make them.
selves ridiculous.
Mr.. Molesworthy stood it as long as
mortal man could be expected to, and
then broke in with.
"My dear Miss Bravedon, how can
you do yourself the injustice of talking
in that way?"
Now, girl Of any spirit, reproved
in public by her lover, would have per-
sisted in what she was saying, if she
died for it. Not so, Clare. With an
expression of most edifylng contrition,
she Immediately changed the sub: :ect.
"The one for me- thought the en-.
raptured Noteworthy. "The very
pearl I have long been seeking"
! Not long after, Clare had so distin-
guishe1 herself in her suitor's eyes, he
called at Bellies, where Clare was stay
| ing, to take Miss Bravedon to drive.
| Mrs. Rochover and her guest had
been engaged that day in looking over
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