The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1883-05-24

seSs me.
That have drawn her face?
3 sweet dreams
That through the vacant chambers of my
Walk in the silence, as familiar phantoms
L Frequent an ancient house, what will we will
me?
-LLongfellow
e When Cissy Denzil came of age (she
was an orphan) she determined that she
would indulge her own caprices to the
fullest extent She sent for her aunt,
an inoffensive old lady of sixty, to cha
perone her, and rented house in Bry-
anston Square, not for the sake of the
commanding situation but because it
was a dull neighborhood, respectfully
fashionable and calculated to exercise a
soporitic effect on her lively magma
ton. The agent declared the house to
be thoroughly well-drained and uphols-
tered, and, as it happened to please her
in less than week she was as much at
} home there as if she had lived in town
all her life
Cissy Denzil undoubtedly possessed a
dangerous originality. Without intend
ing 1t, she was constant thorn in her
! aunt's side. No sooner had Miss Web
ster recovered from one moral shower
bath than she received another Now,
Miss Webster did not like shower-baths;
they gave her cold and interrupted her
IN the pursuits of the whole duty of wo-
man, which was, in her case, to eat.
drink and dress we'll, to go to church
regularly and to awaken Cissy to a sense
of her many shortcomings.
But Cissy merrily refused to be rous-
| ed. She was not at all overwhelmed by
her lniquities. Il do like to see things
| for myself" she would say. What is
the use of living if | am to be wrapped
| up in cotton wool, taken out for an air
ing, aud then brought back again like
| those impossible dolls which children buy
in the Lowther Arcade? How can live
my life if do not know what existence
really is like? Owing to my ignorance
of the world, | shall make some dread
full mistakes, and then it viii be all
your fault, aunty. VIII it not, Mr.. Sin
gleton?''
Mr., Singleton was an artist who read
lily commanded a large price for his
pictures He was an old man, and had
known Cissy Denzil from her childhood
10 him she was wont to appeal when
Miss Webster became plaintiff Cissy
amused him; he abetted her vagaries,
provided that he saw they were harm
less.
Il did not know that You had such a
taste for realism he replied. .'Evi-
IDENTITY Miss Webster Will have hard |
Poor auntvi" said the girl crossing |
the room and kneeling earelessly at the
old lady's feet. Il am sure that / shall |
some day give you fit. y
IF you want to get little insight in
to what human nature really is, said
Singleton, jokinely, .'come to my study
any morning and study the models
Put on a plain dress and bonnet, and
get there early Ten o'clock will be |
soon enough. You can easily reach
Holland Park road from here. If you
will come, I'll have some of the litter
cleared away, and you can watch me
paint, sit, or do what you like. / often
see twenty or thirty models in day
Patient Griselda, Cardinal Wolsey, Fair
Rosamond, Lucrezia Borgia, and other
well-known character come to me by
the dozen. If / don't want them they
try the next studio. Artists are cluster
ed as thickly together up there as law
yers are in Bedford Row That bare
headed, disguised-very much disguis-
ed, sometimes "a man with history
French nobleman who sold papers in the
Strand, was frequent sitter of mine;
he's dead now, poor fellow
Gam L to sit on the usual terms?''
asked Cissy. What are the usual
erms, Mr.. SingletonP"
"a shilling an hour, and luncheon l
ound, said Singleton sin your case, s
Jissy, the luncheon shall be unexcep- S
ionable" t
agreed. gayly cried Cissy. do I
lot groan, aunty." miss Webster al
Ways made sepuIchral noises when she S
id not approve anything.) There +
specially if it be swept and garnish- C
Singleton went away and speedily for |
OF all about the matter. Cissy remem- n
cred
The next morning Cissy started for c
Iolland Park road, intent upon viewing "
new phase OF existence. She took e.
ollo with her-an enormous tawny il
lastiff, whose head was serenely I'M
onscious of the mischief wrought by Y,
is tail ameng Cissy's dainty bric-a- tC
rae. RollO was of the opinion that all
ric-a-brae should be made of tin, cast
on or other solid metals, and testified Il
IS JOY at being freed from the danger :.
rs vicinity of egg-shell china, with =.
any bark and gambol.
Without misadventure this modern -
ma and her lion reached Singleton's -
udio, Cissy's face glowing with health
Id beauty, and Rollo much excited by =.
any IA fruItless chase after eats, which =;
ould slip between ratings when he had h.
saply reached. them.
Cissy and Roflo entered the studio =,
here was no one there.
Singleton's studio Che shared it in
,mmon with Hugh Darrell. "a young
llow-artist, though Cissy knew not the
cD was lofty room, some thirty fe It as
Iuare. 1t was hung round with the or
'ual artistic properties; bits of old oak Oh
coupled the corners, suit of armor IN
eeped from underneath the glowing So
les OF Smyrna carpet, and at the OF
rther end of the room was a dais of hi
npty egg boxes, evidently intended for lei
re models. There was one small pic ne
ire ON an easel, with the face slightly
fetched in, representing aforlorn look
g damsel going through a wood
Make yourself at home, Roilo, - said
lssy; 'ssome one is sure to come pres ca
ltly.n all
. noho did so-on the unarmored part 10:
the Smyrna carpet.
What the deuce is that doo-I beo IA
our pardon, !" said Darrell. entering the bo
udio suddenly. . 'Ao cIs
HE is my dog denaurelv said cis- th,
Z lis not MIR. Singleton coming to- fel
mo; he has been called away to the trs
'nntry. 1T it is not rude question. ! N,