Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1877-11-22

1E0y uaU not pfOCe0Q0Q Tar when
Rene came out of the institute 10
which the studio was located
Upon his arm he had a most sin
gular-looking girl /; she jumped
about like goat, ond continually
gesticulated.
'Ah there is Monsieur Rene
Where ? asked Chechins.
Right before Us that young girl
who looks so queer is with him.
Oh, / recognize her-she is u
modele.'
Chechina quickly dropped Mad
am Jeans arm. The latter Joined
Rene, and spoke o few words to
him. On her return to Chechinn
she found her much agitated.
What ails you, my dear ? she
inquired.
Nothing answered the Italian.
No accident, then, has happened
to Monsieur Rene p
No he told me be would not
be home for two or three days
DO you think the woman pretty
who Was with him.
so, SO. They are obliged, for
their business, TO have some
charms. You know printers copy
them in their pictures. They nre,
one might say, their tools. Some.
times these women are not too
moral
Did he speak Cf me 2
No. Why?'
AS he saw me with YOU. /
thought
'He did not perceive You were
with the, little one, and even if he
had done SO, he does not know you;
besides You did not tell me to say
you accompanied me-
THAT is SO. | had forgotten
He'll come back before long,
and now let MS return liomc.'
Chechina, although transplantcd
to foreign soil, remained a golden
flower of an ardent zone. Her
beauty, which was destined laler to
furnish the type that became SO
celebrated, was the loveliness OF
the Spanish school. Chechina was
as much virgin rs Eve ere her
converse with the serpent, and, in
her ignorance, every instinct of
evil slept. Yet, since her soiourn
in Paris, she was compelled to exist
in the centre OF corruption the most
contagious; when singing in the
cafes and restaurants, she saw and
heard, OF course, peculiar expires
sions, strange doings. She looked
but did not understand. Some lib
critics would whisper in her ear, hnt
they never for moment troubled
the limpid mind of the girl, or
awakened any curiosity in her
heart. But the hour was fast com
ing when all would be spontaneous
ly revealed.
Seeing Rene with another woman
awakened jealonsly, and from that
passion, love sprung. Rene at last
returned home. He did not speak
OF Chcclina, nor did he seek to sec
her. This rendered her still more
Jealous. She passed n night of tor.
t"re, and wondered how, in
heavens name, she would ever be
able to return the money the artist
had so generously given. At last
smile wreathed her lips size had
fouEd the means. The next day
on entering his masters studio. he
saw a young giIl, very poorly
dressed, and as he approached his
easel to commence his picture, she
asked with timidity, and with down.
cast eyes, whether he required a
model.
sWho cent you, mademoiselle 2
asked Rene, looking attentively at
the Italian.
mo one,' she replied. Il came of
my own free will
'ln what studios have you ordi
narily posed 2 asked one of the
many students who were present.
4 have never applied before,
she answered. Il only knew this
was one of the most celebrated :
that is why I came.'
EThe painters had all left their
eascls, and surrounded the stranger,
who they most curiously examined.
'She is devilishly we'll made,' re-
marked one of the crowd.
Gentlemen said another, swe
know by heart all the women who
come here as models 1t seems to
Inc a novelty, would be god-send.' ,
'Arc you a Jewess e asked Rene.
No, monsieur, I am Neapoli-
tan. My father was Venetian,
my mother Spanish
BY Georgel = mnrmured a stu
dent, admiringly. Murillo crossed
by Meronese =
your duty is a most fatiguing
one, mademoiselle,' said Rene.
Il am young and strong,' replied