Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1873-02-28

" Now, ma'am," said the visitor, Il
am at your disposal"
"Ah !! well, am glad to hear it," re-
piled the widow, with gracious smile
II have sketched the statue and shall
only need one sitting to transfer the re-
semblance. Permit me to enter your
boudoir."
"And wherefore ?" inquired the widow
with an air of surprise.
"To see the portrait"
"Oh !! will you walk into the'drawing
room ? 1t is there that you will find i
now"
Indeed ~
Yes; there is a much better ligh
than in the boudoir where you first saw
it."
Would you like to look at sketch
of the monument, ma'am Z"
Willingly How grand. What ex-
quisite ornaments. Why, it's palace
this tomb !" exclaimed the widow
" You told me, ma'am, that it could
not be too magnificent. / have spared
no expense, and here is an estimate Of
what the monument will cost you"
dear me! p cried the widow, after
having glanced at the total. 1t is
enormous 2"
You begged me to spare nothing"
Certainly; | wished to do the thing
handsomely. Still we ought to be IA
tional"
Well, this is only the first sketch ;
there is yet time to alter your inten-
tons"
Very good. Suppose then We sup
press the temple, the columns-all the
architecture, in short-and content our
selves with the statue. ] was too ambi-
tious, it will be quite sufficient"
&" You shall be obeyed"
g 1t is decided then Nothing but the
statue"
A short time after this second visit the
scul ptor fell dangerously ill. He was
obliged to suspend his labors, and having
| followed the recommendation of his ply
stefan, and made tour of the Continent,
he presented himself anew before the
widow, who was now in the tenth month
of her bereavement This time there
were some roses among the cypress. The
artist brought with him little plaster
model of his statue, which promised to
be masterpiece.
What do you think of the resem-
blance p he said to the widow.
She gazed upon it for moment, and
then carefully replied:
=" Is it not little hattered ? My poor
husband was tolerably good-looking, but
you make him actually handsome"
q Indeed! Well, | will rectify my
work by the portrait"
at is scarcely worth your while" OBJ
served the widow. ga little more or a
little less resemblance, what does it sig
Nifty p
Pardon me, ,aa'am, but [ plume my
self upon eXactness."
"If you really wish to take the
trouble"
The portrait is in the drawing-room,
is it not? | will go there"
" 1t is notthere now" replied the wild
ow, ringing the bell Robert" con-
tinued she, addressing the servant who
answered her summons, bring the por
trait of your late master"
" The one that was taken up into the
garnet last week, maam 2"
" Yes. the same"
Just then the door opened, and an ele-
CANT young gentleman presented himself
with jaunty air, kissed the lady's hand
and inquired after her health with the
most gallant solicitude
"What is this little plaster man ?"
asked he, pointing to the statucttc which
the artist had placed upon the chimney
piece.
3" 1t is the model of the statue for the
tomb of my late husband p
+" You intend to erect statue to his
mcmory2 Upon my word, that is very
magnificent"
. You think 50 ?"
Great men are sculptured at full
length in marble; but itappears to me
pardon my frankness--that the late Mr..
Bellair was very ordinary man. In
fact his bust would suffice"
AS you please, ma'am," said the
sculptor, turning to the lady.
Then we will decide upon the bust, "
said she bowling him out
Two months later the bust arrived,
just as a gay procession descended the
hall steps and got into the carriage that
waited their approach. The widow was
on the way to the altar with the elegant
dandy who had caused the suppression of
her husbands statue, there to take upon
herself a second vow of conjugal fidelity.
Scandal adds that the bust would will
lingly have been returned, that the new
ly married couple considered the sculp-
tors demand enormous, and that it was
only with considerable difficulty, and
with a threat of further proceedings,
that he was at length reimbursed for the
time and trouble spent upon the widows
whim.
Henry Clay once accused John Ran
dolph of being an aristocrat. In voice