Arizona weekly citizen., 1881-10-16

These are our promising artist friends of whom we have spoken"
 Yes" growled the old fellow, re. member. Are you making your for 1 tune?"
 "Mr. Dayton's fortune is already made, and l expect my own will be founded when I complete the work have now on hand, sad Mark.
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 "Yes. sir. And We have a member oi your family to thank. He found his model here," said Joe.
 HereT cried Mrs Clifton.
 Yes, here went on the incurable Joe, without glance at Marks implor- | ing face. Your niece, l suppose. Mrs. | Clifton. She is Mir. Hatfeld's model.
 What, Not my niece HOnoria, SIS ! ter? That IS strange
 But Mrs. Clifton, with that skiIlful hand of hers, quietly vanished tue matter over, and whis pered to Joe:
 Pray don't mnd hlm. He's a strange | creature, but, for all that an angel. lie IS immensely rich, and poor Bell is his | heiress."
 Poor BenT' thought Joe, and then he looked back at his dIscomfted friend from whom the clustering captain was pumping every drop of information he ! required.
 ! Mark Hatfield went home tha, night. honestly believing himself a ruined man, and that his model would never again make her appearance, but at the | appointed hour on the following day she | sv, .I- l. 1. n. as usual, and sat back without a naur- mur. and Joe Dayton peeped through the curtain until the sitting was over. Then he came out, and with almost un- pardonable boldness begged leave to see ! her to a stage.
 She accepted the kindness. as she did everything, with perfect cCmpOsurs, and they walked away.
 It Is tedious work for you, Is 1t not:" | he asked, when they were Tn the street. "I do not like 1t. Why do you accept his offer?" Because l am poor, she answered ' frankly.
 He was treading on delicate ground, so he called her attention to a handsome carriage whirling up the street, aud asked her If she hked driving.
 "VeIy much. But l haven't enjoyed the luxury of drive for a long time"
 "TO-mOrrow l shall be at your door with my carriage. Will you drye with me-"
 She looked down at the plain black dress and shawl, and then looked up at him with a shadow on her brave face.
 If yOu will not be ashamed of me
 Miss Clifton, you are hasty in your judgment"
 "I am not sure that I can with propri- ety accept your invitation.
 Il shall come" he said smiling, and she rode up town in the close stage with vOndrOus happiness ID her beautiful eyes.
 He did call, and she came down on the arm of the sun brOnzed captain, who placed her in light buggy, saying:
 ''I hope you will enjoy your afternoon ride. There's a regular nor'easter brew ing, and am gong to just sit and enjoy ii"
 He pointed backward and laughed, and Joe caught a glimpse of Mamm. Clifton and Isabel looking wratlluliy from the parlur window, and then they rOCe away in the bright SUI hsLt ts happy a pair as ever lived
 This was the first ride, but 1t was not the last Never agan did she Wal. alone from the studio, for Joe was alwJy there to escort there, and, as of colTs, you will naturally infer, be asked her It good time tO be his wife
 Even though she had held, since her fathers death, the position of governCss and nurse to her little cousins for Eei board and an occasional present, auD been treated in every respect as a ne nial, vet in her happiness she went G. her aunt and cousin and told them Oi her engagement.
 They had been in excellent humOr all the afternoon, and when Houoria had completed her story she looked blIsE- ingly up for their approval Isabel Was as white as death with suppressed rage but the anger of the mother knew uD bounds, and springing to her feet sEs pointed to the open door, and cried m a voice, thick with passion:
 "Do you see that door, you ungratefGl wretch. Leave this room, gather uI your effects and leave this house at once You are an artful hussy, You have tried your best to alienate the affections O, your uncle from Isabel. whom he adOres, and now you have caught Joe Dayton. Not that care for the act itself but the miserable spirit you show. Gro into the street. never want tO see your face againr'
 HOnOria stood up, nervOusly working her trembling hands, one over the other, wondering where in her extremity she was To 70, for in all the great city she knew no one of whom she might ask sO much as a nights lodging.
 You need not hesitate sad her aunt.
 "No, HOnoria, you need not hesitate. said her uncle, stepping from the hbra- ". ''Get your hat, and leave this house at once"
 "You hear what your uncle says sa4 Mrs. Clifton, in triumph. v
 And don't you ever Idare Houoria Clifton, to again step yOGr foot over the threshold. I've got rooms at the flfta Avenue, and l rather think ] can find money enough to find you a suit there, too. I've been waiting for an outbreak of some kind that l might take you away. As for you, sister Clifton, I'm afraid you'll have to find another purse, and your daughter Isabel another rich uncle, for I can assure you that you will never get dollar from me, or another hours drudgery from this wr0nged child. Honoria, dear. get your hat
 In luxurious carriage the young girl was borne away to a sumptuOUs abode ID the hotel, and henceforward her life WIS an easy one. She went steadily Co the studio. where she met her bethrOthed until the picture was completed, and then resolved to be her husbands model alone. She was married before the year ended, and proud, happy Captain Clifton gave the bride away, and with her @ brown-ston palace, which made his grasping sister and her daughter turn green with envy.
 As for Mark Hatfield, his picture WIS a success, and eventually he mace g. Ict- tune and welded for love.
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