Seattle daily post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, W.T. [Wash.]) 1881-1888, 1883-06-23
DAILY POST IEfELLlGBECER,
TIE PICTURE.
Art N MORALS.

TIE PICTURE.
Art N MORALS.
ashanti 90 a step farther
"Only Just little wayne shall
soon be home now, and mothers wait
ing"
mind that I've walked too far already,
and I'm lust going TO sit down and
rest; they must wait, and shall do a.
choose"
"But father
snow don't you talk to me about
buts.' Charlie, because / won't have 1t.
shalI cit down here, and you can 60
and tell your mother not 20 wait
not 20 wait" the man repeated, raising
his voice with the stupid anger OF In
toxication.
sem. IN spite OF threat and refusal,
the child persisted In pleading that his
father should 90 home; but his words
ouly seemed 10 strengthen the mans
obstfpacy, and all the boy could do was
10 get his father 10 turn aside from the
hish road into field close by, where the
man threw himself at full length o the
orass. somewhat under the shade OF the
hedge, and in a few minutes be was
sleepinQ heavily, while the child SAT
down Al little distance. with strange
Kind Of unchildish patience on bis fea-
torres, 10 wait until his father should
vake. Poor little Charlie! he knew too
veil how useless any attempt ON his part
vould be TO Fouss his father from that
sort Of sleep.
Rather more than half an hour had
uaaned in this dreary waiting, and Char
Ea wa beginning 10 find all his email
sourosa Of amusement fail him. he had
Vatchsd q large bee that kept lowering
over the convolvulus blossoms In the
hslloe. and wondered II he had not
noariv Auisbed his days work; had
placed a snail out of harms way, and
had beeu tempted to chase beautiful
reinted butterfly that fitted past him;
Int be began at last 10 lose his interest
IN bees and butterflies, for IL was now
~ time, and Charlie was growing ter
ribIy hungry. Still ne did not think OF
dsserting his pust, for no one but the
ohiid hinself knew how often he had
keu1 his tipsy father of the country
road when carts and carriages were
coming along. nor how ne had man.
aoed 70 guide him in safety over the
marrow bridge that led across the river
10 their cottage.
90 Charlie sat there quietly. though
b. was growing moro tired and nunery
every moment, until the SOUND OF z
whistle at a distance reached bis ear
The noise gradually coming nearer and
sounding moro distinct. until a young
man jumped over the stils at the end OF
the field and approached the child, who
thsn knew him 20 be gentleman he had
often met during the last few weeks,
sometimes sketching, sometimes wan
deriuQ about with his knapsaok on his
bsek and his portfolio under his arm:
Iadsed, a kind Of half acquaintance had
sprung MP betvecn tho young artist and
ChArlie--one attracted BY the glimpses
be had caught Of tho pictures contained
In the wonderful portfolio, tho other by
the ohild's wistful Rlances and bis rustic
beauty.
Busy with his own thoughts, and,
Judging from his happy face, they were
very pleasant ones--perhaps dream: OF
The time whom some wonderful picture
Of his should hang on the walls Of the
academy, and by 80 doing help him on
tuo IOuo W inin0 nnu A"s"uo
Carroll had half crossed the fieid before
he noticed Charlie and his father. Then
hie quick eyes told him tho meaning OF
The scene before him; tho quiet, weary
looking child and the sleeping father:
With his untidy clothes ana COLLAR ana
necktie unfastened, and MS fsce turned
up 20 the blue sky that locked down on
loshinR 10 deoased ns TINS man, wnom
God had made - little lower than the
angela" and who, by his own VICE. nad
Tins DEGRADED himself;
Charlie understood the lock Of disgust
With which the young artist turned 70
him. saying kindly ~ ne did 90:
"You are waiting 70 take your fatner
home. supposer
Yes. sir" replied the oniid, wniie
hush OF shame spread over his hand
some face.
well, think ne ~ nkeiy 70 ne tnere
for hours yet. said Eustace' Oan
you leave himr"
mo, cir; he might BE- run over or fall
into the river II l left him 70 come nome
By himsslf."
"Oh," said Eustace, a. be glanced 70.
ward the siceping man, ana wondered II
- would b much loss 70 any one IL NO
did fall into the river; but no cnecked
The thought. remembering that no, VITA
his refined tastes and many kinds OF
amusement, could form no idea OF the
temptation which drink might nave Tor
ehis man, With his smaller advantagee OF
fortune and education; and then, an idea
flashing across his mind, be determined
10 ace upon IL.
Shave ron had your tea, boyf" no
asked, a. he unstrapped his knapsack
and took out small parcel wrapped IN
paper.
" Mother will be surc 10 keep IL for me
I'll / got homo, sir" said Charlie, too
brave 10 complain TO q stranger.
THAT'S all right" said Eustace, nm
deruennding and respecting the feeling
THAT dictated the answer. Meanwhile
! shall awe you this pieoe OF cake, Just
b pass the time away. When was a |
small boy stray pieces OF cake never pre-
vented me eating my meals when they
came, 10 your mothers tea will not be |
wasted. Now sit etill, for am going 10 |
make picture, and when 10 IL finished
I will shov Il 10 you."
Very few dainties fell TO Charles |
share In thoss days, and Eustace was
highly amused at the manner in which |
ho ato hia cake, nibbling Il on around
the edges 20 a. 70 make IL last a. long
. possible; and he eucossded 90 well