The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-04-20

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'Much Obliged Pm sure" said Mr.. Tinto,
wiping the froth of the ale from his fiery
red mustache; but Il sold it yesterday"
"lt's quite a settled thing, thcn2" said
Captain Terebiath, with his lower jaw fall
ing.
ooh, yesz-quitc, "noddcd tho artist But
If YOU cared particularly about IT. l could
make you copy"
"rhe very thng!" said Captain Terebiath,
shifting the table so yehcmcntly, in his sat
isfaction, that the skull, intended as the
| study for picture to be called "Alas, poor
forck J" rolled off upon the floor. GLOW
soon can you get it ready7"
MIR. Tinto hcsitatcd.
"Would a month" he commenced.
"a month, mani Why don't you say a
| century at once. l must have it in fort
| night, at the farthcst!" shouted Captain
| Terebiath.
'It will be tight ft," said Mr. Tinto,
refcctively; 'but If it is absolutely neces-
! sary, -
cit is matter of life and death |" reck-
you charge. Come now, you can't expect a
copy to be worth the full price of that origi-
nal, " he added, insinuatingly.
sCouldn't do 1t short of a hundred and
fifty" said Mr.. Tnto; and to this statement
he rcsolutely adhered, in spite of all remon-
| strances.
The captain took counsel with himself
A hundred and fifty dollars in ready money
represented great deal of cash but then
Aunt Terebath represented great, deal
more. Yes, upon the whole, it was worth
while to risk it, and so he ordered the pic
turc.
| Scarcely had the captaiu's footsteps died
away on the staircase when they were sue
ccedcd by great tlutterng of silken
tlounces, and Mrs. Forester sailed gracious
ly into the little studio. Al
"Have tho pleasure of addressing MIR.
-ahem MIR. Roland Tinto 2" she asked,
putting ponderous gold eycglass to her
vluasl optics.
"NIy name is Tinto, ma 'am." confessed
the astonished artist, beginning to wonder
if, like Sir Walter Scott, he was destined to
'wakc up and find himself famous" f>>
"I wish to purchase your charming view
in the Genutcx Gallery" said the lady
On the Juniata, believe you call it,"
'.Madam," said Mr. Tinto, with low
bow. 81 regret to Inform you that it is
already sold." On ~
ISOLDE" echoed Mrs. Forester
''Sold," nodded the artist, wishing in his
| secret heart that he had skctched dozen
= views on the Juniata instead of only one
and marvclng whence sprung all this popu-
larity.
"NIrs. Forester claspcd her hands theatr-
J cally.
"What a pity!" she cried; and I had so
set my heart upon it.'
"Wouldn 'tacory"-AIr. Tinto suggested.
"a copyl' Mrs. Forester wondered that
she had not thought of 1t before. ooh, yes,
copy, by all means But l wanted it
finished by the eighteenth of June, without
fall"
No sooner had she withdrawn her silkcn
and satiny presence from tho studio, than
Roland Tinto rushed out and engaged the
services Of pair of needy brother artists,
to help him out with his double order"
cart is looking up" quoth he. s'and ge-
MUS Is finding its true level at last" .n'
So that when the eighteenth of June
dawned upon the summer world, two pro-
| digious packing g-boxes were trunded up
Mrs. Tcrebiatt's froht steps. {
"Johnl'' cried the old lady to her foot
man, "open those boxes in The hall, and
tell me what they are" ..ut
And John was yet unscrcwing screws and
drawing out nails, when Mrs. Forester and
Captain Lcofric appeared On the scene of
action; but the words Of congratulation
wcre yet upon their lips when the sight of
ga View Oh the Juniata, hanging in a gay
gold franlo oHthe wall, froze the glib SEN
tences INTO amazed sllence."
eyes, my dcars" said the old lady, ga
birthday gift from my old friend Doctor
Duffer-" .~ysf
| 'sPlcase, ma am, said John, staggering
in under the weight Of Captain Iieofric's
present, "'ere's another view on the Ju-
piaty,' wheresoeyer that maybe, with Cap
tain Tereblath's compliments.
mel'' saldthe old lady. "Pm sure
I'm much obliged, but I've got one already.
Claribel Forester" turning sharply toward
her cousin, who was evincing strong symp-
toms Of Mysteries, "what Is the matter with
you2"
I, In the meantime, John, who had momen.
tarly disappeared, came groaning in once
more. ,}Isa&'AS
"Please, ma'am," said he, 'therc's an
other" t,a}sA1t &c'e.a} 13
'tAnotl,er what9" shrickcd Mrs. Tere-
bath. ~ at
"Anothcr View on the Juniaty,' ma'am,
with Mrs. Forrester's love, and many 'appy
returns"
q And III caa,fio the thRG picture,
! piHBIess me 20 said Mfs., Tereblath. "what