Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1883-07-11


GU are right, he said. 81 shall
sena tne picture for exhibition. twill
he better so.'' Ia
Alter ms visitor had left him alone
AGAIN, Carradine bent low over his ga sal
gazing into the lovely, upturned face
uhtli 1t began to fade into the gather,
ing twilight. 'N e"'"ei
It'll he murmured to himself
nalf unconsciously. But it cannot
De. Yet L will send it-and perbaps-
And so the picture was sent. in due
sinie, ana II seemed almost as if Cara
uihe 5 soul had gone with it and drawn
nm 10 follow. Hour after hour, and
uay after day, he sat in the gallery scru-
tihizing eagerly every face and the
'SitoIS whom taste and fashion had
Drought to look at the now celebrated
artists latest success. Every night he
went away unsatisfied, and every morn
nmg he returned with hope springipc
afresh in his heart.
| Still, the object of his search. what
ever 1t may have been, does not appear:
and one day, discouraged at last. he re-
solved to go no more on so fruitless an
errand- Shutting himself in his studio.
ne began to paint, but strive as he
would he could command neither hand
nor fancy. Finally, tired of repeated
failure, he abandoned work, and Welded
to an impulse which drew his steps in
| the customary direction.
When he entered the small side room
In which his picture hung he found but
two persons within, young man and a
gifl.
Carr5dine could not see the faces of
these tiyO, but, with an earnestness for
whlchi,he was at loss to account. he
follow4l their retreating figures as they
move3 slowly toward his picture. But
| the rHXt moment an exclamation of
astoni}iiment burst from the lips of the
youngilnan.
Wiy, here is your portrait, Leila,
What Hoes it mean. Who can the
painte,. be?''
Wiz that he hurried out TO purchase
a catalogue. Carradine advanced quick
ly to tie girl. s3
II 3in the painter, - he said.
Shetturned and looked at him with
one st.hdy gaze from those glorious eyes
that hsi 4 haunted his visions for so many
years. Then she spoke:
"Ydu painted that picture? and
how?'t
"FrDm remembrance" he answered.
"It was my only tribute to the little
unknoyn princess who crowned Inc
once with roses. Does she, too, re-
member it?'
For moment doubt was in her face;
but as he looked at her it vanished in
certainty. A smile touched her bright
lips.
- 1t was you, then, on whom forced
my roses? A princess who gave away
honors unmasked. How often l have
wondered since-'
She stopped, turned to the canvass,
and added, abruptly" : But L was a
child then, and here"
"Here you are woman, T" said Cara
dine, completing the unspoken sentence.
''It is so hard to understand. The
same power that kept the child in my
heart showed me into what she would
ripen." ....-.. ....
She did not look at him now, but at
the picture, as she asked him in low
voice. "And whom am | to thank for
such an honor?"
"My name is Hubert Carradine, " he
answered, and saw at once that 1t was
no unfamiliar word TO her. And
YOURS? Through all these years your
face has haunted me always, but your
name never knew"
She hesitated moment, then turned
to him.
You never knew my name? Then
think of me still as you have thought
of me through all these years." she
said. a half smile lingering about her
mouth. but never lighting the great
dark that was shaded by some subtle
sadness. The look. the tone, trans
ported Carradine beyond all remeni-
brance of place or circumstance into
the unreal realm of imagination III
which his wish was supreme ruler.
81 have thought of you always as
nv life and my love- he said, half con-
sciously, his dreamy, deep gray eyes
glowing upon her face. She blushed
suddenly, and then paled IN aii instant;
lust then her former companion entered
the room.
"I am Leila Auvernay,' she said,
hastily, land this is Cecil Wyndham-
NV betrothed husband.
Not another word was said. As the
Young man approached, Carradine fell
hack a step and looked at the two. HIS
was a fair, handsome face, so little
marked as vet by time, that it would be
hard for an Impractical eye to conJec-
ture with what lines the shaping char
acter would yet stamp 1t. Nevertne-
loss with one keen gaze Carradine estl-
mated both present and future.
She said few, low-spoken words 10
her companion, who presently moved
toward Carradine, and addressed INN:
al have the honor of speaking TO
Mfr. Carradine, the painter OF TINS PIC
ture?"
ssWill YOU pardon me for asking If 1t
is a fancy sketch?" continued Mr.
aPartly so, but suggested by the face
of a little girl,n answered the artist.
"But the likeness is so very striK-
;nq ), muttered the young gentleman.
+ must have it at any rate. Of course
YOU will part with it-at your o"n
price?" a,o - said
Carradine, quietly, still regarding tne
vonnp man with that cool, steady gaze
yvb;cb had already caused him TO De-
tray hesitation, almost confusion, very
mike his usual easy confidence. he
Saa,ned to have an instructive knowi-
oJ%e that the artist was measuring MIN,
and to shrink from that measurement
with unconscious dread.
Carradine saw Leila Auvernay once
,nore before she returned to her home
ma in distant town. Then he took ms ms
n;cture nj from the Academy walls anu anu
Pnnc if in his studio, where his eyes
Gould % find it whenever he looked away ,,y,
from his work, For he did not give Ip
,ror work: We vet among themselves, his frlenus mus
nrononnced him an altered inaii, .1n anu =
ipn.ryeled what had caused SO suo.,e lea a
Inference. diff Always silent. ne nHM H;s
Saamed to live in an ideal world oaunS Oh ,rlS
own: and whatever he might GocIIs pc III
himself with, there was una. ,,u m tha, hat