Turner County herald. (Hurley, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1883-06-07
LOST---FIYE DOLLARS.
by ANTHONY E. ANDERSON.


amined the picture which she had Just
finished.
The easel stood by tho open window,
through which the scent of lilacs was
borne into the low, old-fashioned par!or
Her box OF color Tubes stood on the floor
beside the easel, and the palette and
brushes, with the paint still moist and
odorous upon them, lay upon small
table near by.
yes" she SAID, with selfsatisGed,'
dimping smile. using the mnhlstick to
aid her as she enumerated the good
points of her picture, 81 think it will
pass muster, mother, dear. Confess
now tha5 / manage those bits of sunlight
and shade with the skill of au old
master! Ard am l not represented sas
large as life, only more SO 2"
Aud what shall you call it, dear?"
asked Mrs. Kendall, a fair, brown haired
widow, who looked very like her daugh-
ter.
"' Under the Lilacs, I think. 1t
doesn't look very modest, suppose, to
paint oneself; butiu the DEATH of mod
els, was compelled TO do So"
- AS if prettitr mo lei could be de-
sired!" exclaimed Mrs. Kendall, with
motherly pride.
Yes, 1t was a pretty model and very
pretty bit of painted canvas. Overhead
hung great buncbas OF the fragrant Ii
lac blooms, framing an exquisite,
smiling, girlish face. Her hand was
stretched upward, and the loose sleeve
had slipped carelessly back, disclosing
the white, rounded arm. Her apron
was almost filled with great, odorous
blac bnnches, while she was just in the
act of pluclsing another. Over all the
sunlight streame6-walm, bright gold
en-.
81 shall 90 to New York with it
myself" sid Nan, "and make--oh,
ever so much money on it, mother,
dear! Then We shall have new carpet;
for this one. though almost hidden by
rags ihnumerable, is nndeniably shah
by. AID L shall get my piano tuned,
and buy those new watzes Hetty spoke
about last week, and-l'm sure don't
know what all. | thank the fates that
they have decreed old furniture to be
very stylish and NICE, Tor I'm afraid l
won't get enough to buy anything new
IN that direction"
"Donst build too many air-castles,
Nannette, said her mother, warningly,
'for you may be disappointed, after
all.
But brave little Nannette's hopeful
ness was moi dashed III the least. She
had worked SO long on this picture, had
been SO palnstaklng. Surely in the
great city, ten miles away, there must
be some one who would admire it and
buy it.
Not quite week later Mr.. Curtis Van
'I1SSplS EnuntnrpI HStlpEslv into one pf
the downtown cafes, toward dusk, and
settled himself, with dissatisfied sigh,
at one Of the numerous small tables,
covered with whitest, softest damask and
gnStefing with silver.
Business had been unutterably dull
during the past week, Notwithstanding
and Mr.. Van Tassels ailalrs had suffered
more than little. Hence his unwonted
perturbation OF mind.
So preoccuplei was be that he did not
notice he had vis-a-vls till coffee and
The cloud lifted suddenly from his
handsome iorehead, and he glanced with
deep interest at the girl opposite him
Nannette kendall herself. Curtis
thought 1t WAS one OF the most beautiful
faces lie had ever seen-exqulsl'e IN Its
modellng, perfect IN It's contour. her
eyes looked sad and disappointed, as If
ready to drop tsars;
Veg, Nan had met with o great disap-
polntment; she had been unable to dis
pose OF The picture round which her
hopes had centered SO long, aud now
she must return nome even poorer than
before.
She had walked about the city all day,