Delaware tribune, and the Delaware state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1877-18??, 1877-07-12

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your father once, and he did that just to
spite YOU: he says 40 himself. thought
II INV duty to tell you. And wouldn't be
cut uu about It at all, II l were you.
would iust put it in SMELLS window, and
let the public Judge. did the same thing |
with one Of mine, and it went OF first rate. |
Good-morning!" And little Boggs blum |
dered out Of the room, feeling like a fool,
and looking much the same, it must be
confessed.
Miss Grierson jumped up from her
chair. s'What contemplate wretch! To
abuse my poor little picture and turn It out
Of the exhibition Just from spite! Tothink
that he hated my father"
"Who was It, Edith ?" asked Mrs.
Grerson, coming back TO her easy-chair.
''Some one from the society, mamma"
said Edith, choking her rage.
''Does any one want to buy your
picture ?"
'.No, no, mamma I ann only advised to
put II in SMELLS window. I shall do it, and
Well, We shall see."
All the rest of the morning Edith sat
nursing her anger as she piled brush and
pencil. Her modification was gone, and
in its stead burned > fierce hatred
toward Stretton. She would never,
never forgive him. And she scouh be
famous yet, and powerful too. Perhaps
the day might come when the tables would
be turned. "Abominably bad I" The
picture should go To Smells that very after
noon, and the public should judge, as Mr.
Boggs suggested.
Aud to Shells il went, but not to remain
long. The next morning, when Edith
passed the shop, no blue and brick color
Macbeth grAced the window. With quite
| ssensation" she entered, and learned that
| it had been sold An hour before to q gen.
tleman who would like two more
shaksperean subjects, il she would paint
them.
What an impetus that gave her! The
path to glory seemed opening before her.
She walked home as If crowned with
laurel. and entered the little semi-de-
taohed house ~ she would the Temple of
fame.
The two ShakspeAran subjects met with
success, and put few pounds in Edith's
slender purse.
Mrs. Grierson began 70 complain that
Edith never left her easel now except to
90 to Smells then Edith would comfort
her by promising her all sorts of luxuries
when she should be Royal Academican,
or something equivalent to it.
Edith had the Anguid Italian temper
ament, inherited from her mother, but she
also had the Italian vengefulness, and the
insult she had received was spur to her
ambition. She worked and studied early
and late, and If ever her energy tagged,
one thought of the words that had been
spoken, and the reason for which they
were said, would sting her to the quick,
and nerve her to even greater energy thar
before.
The path was much less thorny than she
had expected she found herself sht
scarcely knew how, put in the way o.
good models and words Of instruction
Then one or two celebrated artists bega,
to notice the pictures with 'E. g. tucket
away in one corner, and the quiet litti
studio often held many an "R. A." Edit
? had long since removed to ''real studio,
: as Mrs. Grierson called 1t, and revelled il
t the good light and abundance of room
( her pictures gaining color and strength
: like plants. None of them aspired to b
f ''scenes from Macbeth" now. "E. g..
Q had gained modesty with knowledge, an
b knew what WAS beyond her depth.
I The years pass quickly by sometimes
Y and yet work wondrous changes, and whe
!. five had been counted from that May da
i when Macbeth WAS turned out of th
exhibition, "E. G." found herself reall
q famous and nearly rich. Her mothf
n could no longer lament bygone days
v the score of lodgings, for pretty villa
II Bayswater was their home, and the sem
IT detached house was q nightmare of Il
Il past.
q Time cannot accomplish all things. how
n ever, and he had failed to quench Edith
1t bitter hatred toward Stretton, that burne
,e as fiercely az when, a lustrum ago, she ha
: first heard that he had rsviled her pictul
: out of spite. The tables were turned 81
was rich, aud he was poor; she WI
ly famous, and his name was scarcely know
m yet it seemed as if her triumph lacked Il
ve climax of revenge. But the time was n
far distant when the finishing touch cou
C. be added if she choose.
he One evening. at . little dinner par
given in her honor, Edith heard tn
to Stretton was very i'll and in really destitu
IA circumstances. She sat perfectly siler
i'll while a small fire of ejaculations ran roul
the table. Nearly every one knew .,
lit liked Stretton, and were all lawful sorr
as or Every much distressed" as their inc
he nations were toward slang or pure Englis
Some wondered that, with his rare taleI
he he had not been more successful pecuI
to arily but he seemed TO neglect his opp'
as tunities; he was rather dilettante in al
ne it was a great pity, he was such go
ed fellow; something must be done, esc., 9
nv The fact WAS that Stretton was too tr
l." an artist to become . tradesman in
up profession. He studied nature q
scorued all tricks-those tricks that ms
IN money in thia world Alas he was beft
m. his age. Yet he was by no means
pR failure, and people were Just beginnl
md dimiy to appreciate his wonderful abili
mas when this illness came and knocked
labors all endways," a. little Boggs wo
ing phrase it. But that same illness broui
nj out the kind, staunoh English hearts, 6
DOR his friends became admirers, and
l admirers friends, - the subject was
Il / cussed over fab and game. Edith me1
looked grim, and asked for his addrt
aid which she took down carefully in her n
book.
,eut The following day she fought the WI
,ay, thing out in her mind; she would go
,ose visit him in all the glory Of her prosper
hat she would let him zee that the ari
whose picture he had treated with 81
open scorn, had found success; but
our checked herself; it was not right to
evil way to such feelings. The poor fsl
hen was sick and helpless; she should not
eed, to see him just from revenge. She be
nor to think that cherishing hatred
warped one side Of her nature. Once
and she would have shrunk with horror
trampling ON a fallen foe-'hittin
little fellow when he's down" He certs
her had behaved contemptibly, but-well,
and would forgive him and go to hin
vhen Christian charity, and at the same
| not she would not object to his being
ingy scious that she had prospered- So
gen afternoon, with what are called n
Mrs. motives, believe, she stepped into
pom, little brougham, dressed in the richie
"her black silks to express long bank acct
oggs and carrying basket Of peaches and
shsd grapes to express the Christian ch
part.
and She stopped at careworn-loe
AnA old yyf