Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1878-11-29
ALL OUT OF DRAWN G.

One sultry sunny afternoon in May,
there might have been seem in a large.
sized room in an unpretentious building
at Noting Hill, England, goodly crowd
of artists, many young ard few old, that
constituted the committee of the Society
of Water-C olors NOT the society whose
movements are chronicled with so mucf
interest by all the art journals Of Great
Britain, but little simple minded society
compos ed of ameteurs and young artists
with one or two veterans to give it back
bone,
At the time our story opens. they were
sitting in judgment over the pictures sent
in for their annual exhibition, and they
looked critical and grave, as befitted their
task. Through the half-open door, Gimp
ses could be caught of several anxious ones
in the reception room, waiting to know
their fate. The talk hummed in among
the committee, and at last the fat went
forth-all the pictures were to be admitted
To this one of the veterans, good looking
man of thirty-fve, objected.
'sThere is one re ally too abominably
bad,' said he. "That scene from Macbeth
it would never do to have that
''Oh, come Stretton. you're too particu-
lar. 1t will pass muster among the rest. y
mo it won't it will be disgrace to
the exhibition. just look at Macbeth's
leg and the color-perfectly raw it will
never do
So the hum began again, and the result
was that the sScene, from Mathbeth" was
literally and fguratively turned face to the
wall.
Stretton. satisfied at havin & saved the
honor of the society, left the others to set
tie the remaining business, and was walk
ing out of the room, when he came face to
ameteur, who could not draw amy more
than frog what hasn't got no TALL but
was immensely concerted to make up for
it. Hecaught at Stretton eagerly.
81 say, old fellow, you've done it. You
know that picture you insisted upon turn
ing out? Well, it was painted by young
girl, and she was in the next room and
heard every word that you said, and has
gone home crying her eyes OUT
''By Jove!'' exclaimed Stretton, look
ing dismayed. "I'm awful sorry. 1 would
not have had it happen for the world
Poor little thing! Confound my stupidi-
ty! I might have known better. What
shall do? Where is the picture2
'.She s taken it home with her," said lit
tie Boggs.
"What an internal idiot was,'' went
on Stretton. Poor little girl say
Boggs, you're going my way. Suppose we
lay our heads together and see what can
be done?
every good,'' said little Boggs.
The walk was not long one, and our
two friends did not loiter, yet they evil
IDENTIFY accomplished something, for when
they parted where their paths diverged,
Stretton said, "Then you'll do it to-morr
row, old fellow ?''
And little Boggs replied, II will, and re-
port to you afterwards"
The next morning as the ''poor little
grip sat painting away in corner of her
sitting-room, while her mother dozed and
crocheted, and lamented the days when
Mr. Grierson was alive. and they did not
have to live in lodgings; the dingy over
grown servant girl announced a gentleman
to see MissGrierson. and Mrs. Grierson
fled to the adjoining bedroom, despite her
daughters assurance that cher dress was
all right,'' as. little Boggs entered, looking
very much as if he wished he hadn't
come.
Miss Griersop remembered his face, and
the thought of her rejected picture made
her turn hot and cold together.
Little Hoggs introduced himself, and
plunged into medals res. "I'm awfully
sorry, Miss Grierson, that you heard what
was said yesterday, and l.
''It is matter Of no consequence at
ALL" interrupted Miss Grierson, with as
much whitening calmness as if poor little
Boggs had called her picture ''abominably
bad"
swell, but you know Miss Grierson, per-
sisted little Boggs. II want to explain
l think you ought to know. My friend
at least Stretton you know-he said that
purely out of spite. He had quarrel with
your father once. and he did that just to
spite you; he says so himself. ! thought
it my duty TO tell you, And would mt be
cut up abont it at all, if I were yen. I
would just put it in SMELLS window; and
let the public Judge. did the same thing
with one Of mine, and it went off Hrst-rats
Good morning!" And little Boggs blum
dered out Of the room, feeling like fool,
and looking much the same, it must DO
confessed,
Miss Grierson jumped from hef cha1r.
"What contemplate wretch! Tc abuse
my poor little picture and turn it OUT OF
the exhibition inst from on;toi 10 think