Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1881-11-30
JoE DAYTON'S Ell.


..Nsrk. Won Will never find a model to
illustrate your idea. There's no woman
IN America with a face beautiful
enough.
Joe, I've found her"
.Where is shs?"
Joe Dayton knocked over the cigar
stand and stood up before Mark Hat
field
..She may be in the next room for
.usht know. / expect her every mo-
nent. and I'm sure L don't want to
Tighten her away"
.'Where did you find her?"
"In B-sluare, No, u"
"Whv that is ClifftOn'sl"
Precisely"
"You don't mean Isabel Clifton? She
Is as ugly as I squaw.
s.No. | don't mean Bel Clifton. Joe
keep still, l hear the bell.
"Ah, Miss Clifftonl You are very
punctual, Please walk this way. This
4 is NY studio; where you are to spend
nany tedious hours" He held the door
vide open and she entered.
She was tai, plainly dressed girl,
without a tinge ofcoIor in her face, save
ii the curved lips, and with ripples of
black hair sweeping back in graceful
bandeaux from her queenly forehead.
Butthere was al the artist desired-great
soulful eyes and an exquisite regularity
and perfection of features.
"My Iriend and brother artist, Mr..
Dayton. Miss Clifton"
She turned and scrutinized him
with her clear eyes, and bowed
quietly.
"When am 1 to begin my work?"
AT once, if you are ready" he said,
with his impatience showing itself plain
" II the fevered flush Cd his cheek.
She went forward with that same
quiet air, and sat back in the armchair
which Mr. Dayton arranged for hel, and
submitted to the artists arrangement of
the greceful folds of the curtain, and
the turning of her splendid head to
enable him to trace its outline.
Once when he put his hand beneath
her chin. there came a grieved express
son about the fine mouth, and strange
to say, Joe Dayton, who had delicately
stepped into the deep recess of the
window. and yet, man-fashion, was
Watching her all the while, gave an otto
nan furious kick and frowned like
brgand.
Then anidea struck him, and he pick
ed up one of Marks pencils from the
floor and went on sketching for an hour
On more, until the lovely model went
out with a regal sweey of her PLAIN
black dress.
Where on earth did you find her?'
said Joe.
4 Il told you-at Cliffton's.
And l suppose you are in love with
herr"
MY dear boy, she has not dime to
bless herself, or why shyuld she come
here? She is a sort of nursery gov
efness to her cousins, the young Cliff
IONS I'm not marrying man. If L
vas should make advances 10 some
Ole Ike the fair Isabel, who has dollars
enough to hide any little imperfections
O. feature she nay have
Hin. suppose you will be around
there tonight"
Without fall
Ihe home of the Ciifftons was quite up
'oSh, and was a wonder of elegance and
'4Ste, consequently there was a crowd
u pieasure-seekers everready to respond
I" even shadow of an invitation. There
sere very few present on this evening,
ON Isabel, the Oldest, was in excellent
Huinor, and came forward and with good
grace greeted the artist friends without
u'uhction, although cne numbered his
wealth by thousands and the other by
pennies. r Mamma Clifton was radiant.
i,lefe was big, bronzed-faced old
'siio", with heavy tread and voice
u small thunder, who was towed along
:! thls good lady, like man of war by
]heezy putting ting boat, and who
-oOAedqmte as uncomfortable as his con-
0neiress did happy.
c,.a III. Dayton, my brother, Captain
TIi'on; Mr.. Hatfield, Captain Clifton.
'i''Se are our artist friends of whom we
laVe spoken
Yes" growled the old fellow. 81 re-
member. Are you making your for
tune?"
Nr. Dayton's fortune is already
made, and 1 expect my own will be
,O3hded when 1 complete the work 1
'-"'e we now IN hand," said Mark.
'Ahr'
Les, sir. And We have a member of
sOur family to thank. He found his
model here, 4" said Joe.
heres" thundered the captain.