The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1878-02-02
Getting Their Pictures Taken.

Hand in hand they passed timidly up
the stairs and went into the gallery and
told the artist they had come to have
their pictures taken.
" In group, or singly?"
Wall" said Zeke, removing his hat,
aud wiping his face with red cotton
handkerchief taken from the crown, al
don't know about that edzactly. Which
comes the cheapestT'
1t was explained to him that the price
would depend more upon the size and
style of the picture than it would upon
whether they sat separately or together,
and so, after whispered consultation
they concluded that as they had Joined
hands for life it would be better to put
them in one frame.
AS the artist was placing them in posi-.
ton Zeke looked sweetly upon his com
panion, and said:
Now, Polly, Iwant you to look your
purtiest. Think o. that picture
o the Sleeping Beauty on the panel
o. your fathers wagon-box, an try
your smartest to walk around it. You
kin do it, if you try-you've got the
feechers that kin lay it in the shade if
you'll only compose 'em an bring out
the right sort of expression. You don't
want to look brassy. nuther too timid
but jest kind o betwixt and between.
You don't want to be gigglin' nur you
don't want to git that sanktimonious,
schenectady look about you that Sister
Peasely puts on whenever she gifts up in
class-meetin' an goes to tellin' about
how fast we're all slidin' down hill to
perdition. That won't do at all, you've
got it every bit jest as she has, an not a
fringe missin'. Tone it down some with
a little touch of smile. Hold on-too
much, that is-there you go ag in, an now
you've got that wild bloodthirsty stare
your Sister Susan has whenever the old
muley steps into the milk bucket. Study
there-hold easy--now you're aidgin'
aroun' TO it-that's better. Look where
the man p'ints, an don't move muscle
till | git my face in trim. Don't wink
nor blink, Polly-there-give me your
hand, an don't git scared-Pm with
you. All ready, Mister Man. As soon
as tap my foot crack away. Mum
mum, Polly"
Away went the cloth, end the poor
creatures before the camera sat as rigid
as bean poles during the intervening
seconds, which seemed an age, when,
just at the last, as bad luck would have it,
Polly had to sneeze.
"Therep exclaimed Zeke. You've
blowed the whole head often that
picter, now, I'll bet bag O pertaters,
an mine, too, maybe. Why didn't you
muzzle it a minute or two longer?"
Polly hah-hahed, and said she couldn'
to save her life--the smell of the paint
had filled her head, and something had
to break.
The artist had been quick to see the
emergency and threw the cloth over the
camera, and said he guessed no very
great damage had been done.
In few minutes the picture was
ready for their inspection.
Wall, | swan to goodness, Polly, if
youdon't look sweeter'n a cake of maple
sugar, an jest as material as rajl-fence I;
but don't have quite as sarchin' look
about me as | would like to take home.
My hair might a. had little more roach
to it, an it seems to me as though my
left ear was sot around little too fur,
but the finger ring, you'll notice, shines
out beautiful, an the breas' pin is all
there. | was too anxious about you to
git as easy as or't to been, but DOM
know as it could been bettered much.
It's a better-lookin' couple than any I
see hangin' around here, an so guess
we won't bother the man to take aim on
us agin. It's ahead of anything I've
ever seen in Thompson Township, an SO
guess we'll take it along--it's an i'm
provin' picter-the more | look at it the
better like it. If I'd only had leetle
more of roach ON my hair l couldn't
a. been suited better"
Human nature is about the same in all
CARDS and in all conditions of life-never
quite satisfied.