Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1883-07-31
sTAUNToN, VA. TUESDAY,. JULY 81 1883.

fNO. he mas Deen called away 10 Gu
country. If it is not rude question, ma.
| ask who you are ?''
Certainly l am Mr.. Singleton model.
| "Then allow me to point out to you, il
the politest possible manner in the world
that it is not usual for the dogs-whel
they have dogs-of young persons who &C
as models to repose upon valuable carpe
like that
"Take him off then, !" said Cissy, irritatet
at being called 'sa young person" anC
making sign to Rollo not to move.
| Darrell approached Rollo, and measured
his length on the floor.
"You see, am afraid that he will MOI
| STIR" said Cissy.
| Darrell busted himself in silence. There
was perplexing look on his face No ordi
nary model would behave so. 81 ought te
order you out of the studio" he said, 'son-
| ly the fact is, my model has disappointed
me, and was looking for another wheI
| you came in"
"Shall do?" asked Cissy, very much
amused, and picturing to herself Miss Web
| ster's lace when she should hear of this
adventure. 'What are your terms ?" in
her most business-like manner.
"Ninepence an hour"
+ 81 think that is rather mean... Mr.. Sin,
gleton always pays shilling an hour and
luncheon. He told me so.'
s'Oh! Singleton is rich and famous; am
not"
4 will agree to it you will give Rollo
some lunch.''
'Done, he said, laughing at her cool
ness He had hitherto regarded her with
anything but professional eyes. Ifhe could
only transform that lovely face to canvas
he felt certain of success. She was admi-
rably adapted for Gnone, if she would but
look sorrowful enough.
"And now, having arranged the prelim-
inaries, what am to do ?'' she asked.
"Will you kindly mount the dais?" said
| Darrell.
..What! Those egg-boxes p
eyes"
"Are they not rather uncomfortable ?'
"Gnone ought to look uncomfortable.
You will be of no use unless you do"
'Tnever heard that Gnone satupon egg
boxes. Wasn't she the wife of Paris ?''
"Yes; he abandoned her. She comes
weeping through the wood. Now imagine
that she has been deserted by him; that he
has returned to her, wounded by the poi
soned arrow of Prociloctetes; and that she
has refused to heal the wound. Realize
the situation.''
81 am afraid that I cannot realize all that
at once" said Cissy, settling herself as
comfortably as she could; 81 never did think
Paris worth crying about
! Darrell got-rid of the former face, and
sketched in the new one. He was young
artist of great genius, and really anxious OF
proving so to the world 1t was an excep-
tional face which he endeavored to copy.
At the end oftwo hours Rollo leisurely got
off the Smyrna carpet and yawned.
''He wants his lunch," said Cissy
s'Oh, very good, said Darrell, helplessly
That's the compact, is it mott?
"Yes"
s'What does he generally have D.
"Biscuits, " sententiously.
''But havn't any,
Then you must buy some."
''Cool, for model thought Darrell,
but he hastened to get his hat
AS he was going out she stopped him.
''My eighteen pence" she said, holding
out small, white hand.
"Are you afraid that l shall not pay you ?"
lie angrily asked.
"You might not come back" she an
swered =
! He gave her eighteen pence and went
round the corner to the BAKERS for biscuits.
| When he returned, she had disappeared,
dog and all. No token of her presence re-
mained, but one expensive little glove on
the egg-boxes, and a lovely, mournful face
| peeping out from the canvas.
| lie took up the little glove curiously,
and put it into his pocket.
"Aunty, DEAR" said Cissy, gravely, that
evening. ''My imagination is quieted at
last. have had an adventure which might
have proved very serious one, only the
man was gentleman. My visit to the ar
tist world has earned me-eieh ehteen pence :"
Darrell took the sketch home and painted
with feverish ardor. For some reason, un-
accountable to himself even, he never meu-
toned the matter to Singleton. Gnone
worked at from morning until night He was
sent it to the Academy, where it was ac-
cepted, and hung in a very good place.
The young artist received dozen offers for
| it in as many days. He declined to part
with the picture; it was not for sale, he
said, but he would gladly execute commits
sions.
| It CHANGED one day that he took Single
ton to see the Gnone, explaining as he did
SO the reason for his reticence. s'Some-
thing tells me" he said, earnestly, ''that
I shall meet that girl again. She was as
sweet and true as my own sisters. 1t may
seem folly and madness to you, Singleton,
but her face haunts me. | shall never for
get her"
81 cannot think of any model of that
sort, but know this face, said Singleton,
as they halted before the picture. II knew
| it when the girl was little creature of four,
and am not likely to forget her now. Where
did you see her, Darrell? You have caught
the likeness marvelously."
"Gnone seeking Paris" read out clear,
sweet voice behind them. II wonder how
1 shall look, aunty?" That escapade seems
to have had a more lasting result than you
imagined"
| Singleton turned round. elbow do you
do, Cissy? Permit me, Miss Webster, tc
present my friend, Hugh Darrell"
| ~ X
Time, year later. Scene, the lake dis.
trict. Dranaatis persona, young artist and
wife, in whom it is easy to recognize Cissy
and Hugh Darrell.
"Oh, Hugh" she says, suddenly, taking
locket from her chain, sshere is some mon
ey of yours"
| sMoneyp' He opens the locket. There
are the identical shilling and battered, dis
reputable-looking sixpence which he had
given her.
"Yes," she laughs; ''the money you paid
Mr.. Singleton's model"
Instead Of feeling tired and worn out, in
stead of aches and pain, wouldn't you
rather feel fresh and strong? If you con-
| tiuI1a to feel miserable apd rood for moth.