Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1872-10-17

picture of lady, blonde and beautl-
! ful with smiling lips and eyes-the por-
trait of the young pupil herself On
/ one side bass-viol leans against the
wall. a r. nainder of the merry music
which sounded so often through the
studio, and in the background appears
Fran Katherine bearing refreshments
! for her husband and pupils.
/ Indeed, there had been no dearth Of
music in the Leyden studio. If Dow
were weary, or the sky gray and over
cast, Anna must sing in hersweet voice,
or the artist Terburg come over with
his violin, and Franz play the brass
VOL Poor Franz was sadly angry that
| Anna never seemed moved by the plain
/ tive strains which he drew from his in
strument, and answered only by ro-
! gish smiles all the languishing glances
with which he accompanied them. The
maiden could not be made to under
/ stand the sentiments of this susceptible
| heart. She TESTED with merry inditfer-
ence, deaf of his half uttered declara-
! tons of love, and at last told him plain
| y that TIE gay, light-hearted Franz
| Mieris pleased her Thousand times
more than his quiet, melancholy doubt.
! A wonderful instrument is woman s
/ heart. The most practiced hand often
fails to elicit harmonious accords from
| it's delicate strings, while sometimes,
| beneath unskiled fingers, sound forth
the sweetest melodies SO the heart of
| the fair Anna, impervious to the ardent
eyes of Franz Mieris, melted before the
gentle chances of the young sculptor,
Jacob Hers, who, having just return.
ed from Rome, was frequent visitor
at Garhard BOWS studio. The music
! al entertainments now received new
| impetus, for Hers could strike the
/ lutte with master-hand. Sometimes
the returned prodigal discoursed with
eloquent enthusiasm upon the wonder
/ land of divine statues, ana a sky per-
ennially blue. How they all listened!
Even impatient Franz, but most of all
/ the lovely Anna. Her eyes rested with
an expression OF devout admiration
upon the dark, earnest face of the
speaker, falling only when his soft
glance met her own, which happened
oftener and oftener, The rose glowed
| deeper on the maiden's cheek, her
! breath grew quicker, and her smile
more radiant, aud thus the "blue flow
err of first happy love unfolded in
| Gerhard Dow's studio
Frau Katherine was soon the conf
( dant Of the girls over-full heart, and,
after the manner OF women, she con-
! stituted herself the guardian of the
lovers. 1t was she who arranged for
Anna seat beside herself in the twi
| light at the parlor window which looked
out upon the street, where Jacob Hers
was sure to pass, bow respectable
I greeting, and then step n little nearer.
Then the housewife would suddenly
remember some important matters de
manding her immediate presence.
There seemed always to be a kettle
boiling over in the kitchen, and there
were no such iunketing cats in all Ley
deu as in Gerhard BOWS house.
Meanwhile the young people were
left alone Their conversation was
carried ON very softly. the little blonde
yellow violets and rosemary. Some
times mans hand, strong and shape
ly, stole IN, and rested upon the win
dow sill-perhaps to set the tlower-pots
rght--no wearisome labor, surely;
vet the rosy, girlish fingers FASTENED to
aid that hand, and so they were held
suddenly in warm, sweet imprison-
ment, until Frau Katherine came back,
and the dungeon opened itself. But
the lovers were not seldom startled III
Il more ungentle fashion. A rain of
coarser garden vegetables would fall
among the flowers, accompanied by IA
shrlll whistle, or a sneering laugh
7 Whence came the these insults
/ Gerhard Dow, whose eyes were won't
to observe SO closely every lineament
/ of the human face, seems strangely
/ blind TO the plain declaration of the
/ two happy faces, but Franz Mleris's
dark blue eyes were all the keener and
his heart was torn with angry jealousy
Perhaps he had made love to the
charming Anna more as pleasant
/ pastime than in sacred earnest, yet none
! the less had his manly vanity received
painful stab. Such wounds are al
ways hard to heal Was not Jacob
| Hers head shorter than he's What
a comparison between that slender
form aud his own perfect proportions
/ Did not all the beauties of Leyden de-
clare his black eyes unsurpassed
Had even any one, except Anna Smy-
theirs of Client, withstood his eloquent
lips and fearless glances2 And yet
she preferred TIA insignificant follow
Had he possessed the arm of giant,
how gladly would he have flung Jacob
Heers back to that Rome whence he
came Anna no longer appeared with
her accustomed regularity in the
studio Awoman in love seems in that
blessed time to forget for one thing all
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