The Elk County advocate. [volume] (Ridgway, Pa.) 1868-1883, 1879-01-30
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"Gweadolen |" from Mrs. Olivia
Glenmoreland's sanctum.
"Jessie from Mr.. Gerald Glen.
moreland's studio.
"Yes, ma'am-yes, SIR" from the
pretty little maid coming up the staiis.
She stops moment when she reaches
the landing, as though considering which
summons to answer first, and as she
pauses, a handsome young man leans
over the baluster and looks down upon
her, and as he looks he thinks he never
gazed upon prettier picture.
slight, graceful young girl, with
serious, dark eyes, delicately cut features
clear pale face, and light wavy brown
hair, showing little specks of gold as the
sunlight falls through the hall window
upon it, parted simply on the low, broad
brow aad rippIing away behind the
lovely ears until LOST in the heavy Gre
clan col at the back of the small round
head; in a clos e;y-clinging dress of
some soft, dark material, with knot of
garnet ribbon at the throat, and sister
knot on each lace trimmed pocket of the
dainty white apron.
out, cheerily, as the girl, becoming con-
u
smile, "will you pose for me?"
AS soon as / eau, Mr.. Denys," she
replies, in voice softer and sweeter,
but as frank and CHEEKY as his own.
Your father and mother have both
called me. must attend to them first. 4"
Aud as the handsome head is withdrawn,
she enters the room on the right, which
one can see at glance is the den of
sculptor; aud sculptor who, if it be
true that "good order is the foundation
of all good things" can never hope to
attend any wondrous height in his pro
fession. Half-fnished statuettes and
busts, dilapidated arms, legs, and torsos
in clay, plaster and marble, are standing
and lying about in the greatest confu.
sion. Over Shakspeare's dome. like fore.
head droops broad-brimmed hat; from
the throat of dancing faun stream the
long ends of silken neck-tie; and
flower gir, offers with her flowers pair
of ciumpled kid gloves and a soiled col
lar. The sculptor himself-an odd-look-
ing man with w.ldish black eyes, and a
massive head covered with a tangled
mass of the darkest curls, gray thread
cleaning htre and there-attired in a
blouse, The back of which alone gives a
hint of it's original color, is regarding
with critical gaze a half-modeled bust
on the table before him, which in turn
regards him with the blank stare pecu-
liar to its kind.
"Ah there you are, he says, ap.
provingly, as Jessie comes quietly in.
" 1t is we'll. 1 want your nose, my
child. 'Tis just the nose for Elaine.
Couldn't find better if l searched the
wide world DER. Stand over there by
Hercules that's a dear-and look at
Mephistopheles." And he commences
to sing in a strong if not altog mu-
steal voice the "Gold Song" from
Faust" as the voice from the oppo.
site room calls again, Gwendolen."
Gan you spare my nose a little
while, air ?" asks thel model, still look.
ing steadily at the grinning tempter in
the corner. but with CLEAN of mischief
in her bonnie brown eyes. Mrs.
G!enmoreland is calling"
ooh all, yes. Gwendolen work.
ing away. How long have you been
Ggendolen
For two weeks past, sir Ever since
my. mistress began The Princess and
the Dairy Maid May I go, sir ?" st;II
best of models, with her eyes fixed on
the fiend. ~