The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-05-19

The lawyers face was as radiant as the
Judges was rough. The Flints named the
former Sunshine, and the latter Cloud.
These two men did not very much like each
other. 1t was the lawyers portrait which
the judge had failed to commend and there
by wounded the artists feelings for 1t was
in reality one of his best efforts, and he
knew no reason why Mr.. RuAey should not
praise it.
The Judge had not the least vanity in the
world; and it was only TO do the artist
favor in an transformations way, that he at
length resolved to crafty his family with
his picture.
He accordingly called on Alexander
Alexander changed color.
81 want you to paint me-" said the
judge, abruptly.
"Your portrait ?" faltered the artist.
"To be sure. You don't suppose want
you to give my skin daubing, do you"
growled the judge.
cha har' laughed Alexander, feebly.
go no your portrait, to be sure l feel
highly honored-"
"That isn't the thing don't come to
do you an honor. mean to pay you for
my portrait. Will you paint ?"
"I shall be most happy-I am indeed
very much obliged for this favor
"What favor9" muttered the judge, i'm
patiently. "Will you paint me? Yes or
no--and when ?''
1t is impossible to describe the artists
confusion. He thought he ought to say
something, but he hesitated to speak for
fear of giving offence. He hardly had the
courage to look in the judges face. He
stammered something about humble thanks
for the honor, and readiness to commence
the painting at any time, which only made
matters worse The judge exclaimed i'm
patiently that he would call again the
next day; and went off with quite as erro-
neous an opinion of the artist, as the artist
had of him.
"He is an awful man." Alexander said
to his family. 81 thought he was going
to tear me to pieces"
"I almost tainted away, when he looked
at me, in the street, this morning." said
Nelly, girl of six summers.
"I pity you, dear, if you have got to
paint that horrid face of his" said Mrs.
Flint.
al am sure / shall make botch of it,"
said Alexander. "I would rather paint
any other three faces. I don't believe
can work with that terrible eye fixed upon
me 1 dread to have tomorrow come r'
he added, with sigh. "I wish could
get rid of the job, Money is no tempta-
tion. l would tell him cannot paint his
portrait, and send him somewhere else, if
dared to-"
Punctual to his appointment, Judge Ru-
fey made his appearance at the artists
studio on the following morning. The
fearful hour had come, and Mr.. Flint,
nervous and embarrassed, received his un-
welcome patron. The first sitting amount
ed to nothing at all. The artist was moi
able to compose his nerves s. and the judge
went away, almost angry with himself fol
having once thought of submitting to sucl
an annoyance as sitting for his picture
to so stupid fellow as Alexander Flint.
With the next visit, however, both judge
and artist were better pleased, it being a
remarkably brief one E; Mr.. Flint having as.
sured his customer that he could fill up
certain outlines quite as we'll from memory
as from the eye. The fact is, he could dC
so great deal better. He could not paint
with the judge looking at him, in his cold
scrutinizing manner.
All the sittings which followed were of a
similar nature. Flint did an immense
amount of "hlling up'' from memory
How different from tho elaborate finishing
by the eye, which he bestowed upon Haw.
ley's portrait How different the brief com
munications which passed between him and
the judge, from those agreeable and re-
freshing exchanges of politeness, which
used to make so large part of his conver-
sation with the lawyer
At length the portrait was completed.
All, Alexander, never didst thou SO es,
sentially miss thy mark Never didst thou
throw such discredit upon thy pencil The
picture was no more like the original than
the sun is like the moon. Notwithstanding
the erroneous manner of "filling up, the
artist might have made tolerable like.
ness, had he not spoiled it, by stupid
fancy of his own. The judges must have
been capital face to paint, it was SO mark,
ed and peculiar. But Alexander must