Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1877-11-21

''1f ii were so, one of your smiles would
dispel the cloud i'm a moment"
Really" replied the actress, gaily.
Are you quite sure there is no flat
terry in the remark? | am aware that
fiattery is an essential part of an artists
Profession
''Not true artists, replied Ernest.
THE aim and end of all art is truth
and he who forgets it is untrue to his
high mission
True said the lady. s'well, then,
.ydttes rotre possible-as Napoleon said to
his friend David-for l am anxious that
this portrait shall be cheJ-d'eurre. L
design it for present.
with such subject before me, - re-
piled the painter, Il could not labor
more conseientiously, if the picture
were designed for myself
The sitting passed very rapidly. for
the artist; and he was surprised when
the lady, after consulting her watch.
rose hastily and exclaimed, ''That
odious rehearsal, | must leave you-I
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given you two hours of my valuable
time. Adieu, then, until tomorrow.
With smile that seemed natural to
her, the beautiful girl vanished, taking
with her half the sunshine of the room.
The painter continued his labor of
love. Indeed, so absorbed was he in
his employment, that he did not notice
the entrance of a visitor, until he felt a
light tap on his shoulder. accompanied
| by the words
Bravo, mon cher. You are getting
on famuously. That is Rose herself
as radiant as she appears on the stage,
when the focus of lorgRetfe had ex-
cluded all the stupid and enRuyan;es
figures that surround her. /
The speaker was Sir Frederic Stanley.
an English baronet, now some months
in Paris, where he had plunged into all |
the gayeties of the season. He was a |
handsome man, of middle age, whose |
features bore the impress of dissipation. |
You know the original. them"
asked the painter, somewhat coldly.
know her, MY dear fellow. | don't |
know anybody else, as the Yankees
say Why, | have the entry of the
Gate, and pass all my evenings behind
the scenes. l flatter myself-but no
matter. | have taken a fancy to that
picture; what do you say to hundred
louises for it?''
''It is not for me to dispose of it:''
''You have succeeded so well, Won
wish to keep it for yourself - eh
Double the price and let me have it,
''Impossible, Sir Frederic. 1t is
painted for Mile. d'Amour herself, and
she designs it for a present"
''Say no more" said the baronet.
with a self-satisfied smile. ~ think |
could name the happy individual
Earnest would not crafty his visitor
by question, and the latter, finding
the artist reserved and distrdr, sud-
denly recollected the races at Chantilly,
and took his leave.
''Can it be possible" thought the
painter, "that Rose has suffered her af-
fections to repOse on that conceited,
purse-proud, elderly Englishman: o,
woman, woman, how readily you
barter the wealth of your heart for
handful Of gold?'
Another tap at the doOr-another
visitor, Really, Lavalle must be get
ting famous? This time it is lady-a
lady of surprising loveliness-one of
those well preserved English-women,
who, at forty, are as attractive as at
twenty. This lady was tall and stately,
with elegant manners, and perhaps a
thought of sadness in her expression.
She gazed long and earnestly upon the
portrait of Rose d Amour.
'sIt is beautiful face" she said, at
length, "And one that indicates, L
should think, goodness of heart"
''She is an angel ~ said the painter.
''You speak warmly, sir" said the
lady, with sad smile.
Ernest blushed, for he feared that he
had betrayed his secret. The lady did
not appear to notice his embarrassment
and passed to the occasion of her visit,
which was to engage the young artist
to paint her portrait-a task which he }
readily undertook, for he was pleased
with, and interested in, his fair patron
ess. The picture was Immediately COM
menced, and an hour fixed for second
on the next day. 1t was on
that occasion, that the fair unknown
the actress, and they re-
tired i'm company.
The two portraits were finished at the
same time, and reflected the greatest
credit upon the artist. They were var
nished, framed, and paid for, but the
painter had received no order for their
final disposition, when, one morning,
lie was waited on by the two ladies,
who informed him that they should
call upon him the following day, when
the two portraits would be presented,
in his study, to the persons for whom
they were designed. The artist was
enjoined to place them on two separate
of the actress to stand near q
est the door of the studio, and both to
be concealed by curtain until the
ladies should give-the signal for their
exposure. The portrait of the English
lady, we will here remark, had, by her
request, been hitherto seen only by the {
artist. There was a mystery in this ar
which piqued excessively, !.
the curiosity of the painter, and he was
anxions to witness the denoument.
The next day, at eleven o'elockevery-
thing was in readiness, and the painter
awaited the solution of the mystery.
The first person who presented HIM =
self was Sir Frederic Stanley. He was
very radiant. =, i,
Congratulate me, mon cher said
he. ssRead that"
,,-.. .ool- ON omen note from his