The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-01-12
TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION /:
THE ONLY PUPIL.

little figure, when her father died.
One after the other her elder sisters
had married and left home; and Lizzie
kept house for her widowed father, and
forgot the lapse of time.
The old servants considered her
mere child, and she was always the
Youngest at the rare family reunions.
Her father had advised, praised, and
scolded her as though she had been in
her teens to the last
He was so old when he went quietly
to sleep for the last time that people
had thought Elizabeth would be "pre-
pared for her loss" but she was not,
and after the first great grief. and the
shock of leaving the old home, when
the property was divided, and the
house sold, she found that another
change had befallen her,
She was no longer Miss Lizzie. the
youngest daughter still at home. but
middle-aged spinster living in board
ing-house.
Often when she had hurried up stairs
and shut the door Of her room she had
thought to herself that she could not
endure this condition Of things much
longer; but, after all, she dreaded to
make a change.
She was exactly in the condition to
Jump at anything which offered oocu-
patton and interest, when the postmsn
one day brought her a circular, gilt
edged and rose-tinted. bearing these
words:
Mr.. Buckle respectfully desires to
make known to the public the fact that
he is about to reopen his classes in
water.color painting, English school,
next Monday, Terms most reasonable,
Early application desirable, as the
number Of pupils will be limited. Studio
No. -, - Street.
1t was an attractive-lookiag card.
and as Miss Elizabeth read it sn ides
came into her mind. Why should she
not take lessons in water color paint
ingp
She would enjoy the work She could
afford it. 1t would pass the time She
could perhaps sketch from nature nsx1
summer.
a little thrill ran through her 5. this
thought She got her b0ane. ani us1-
tilla, her parssol and her g.oTas, AZ
taxing the card with her, hurried 30
make application for plsce II s1s
class before il Was too late, for j. wss
now Saturday afternoon
she found the number easily. A large
building with many rooms, and At the
very top OF the house, four engrsvers,
lady designer on wood, and Mr..
Buckles name on 3 neat door-plste.
Miss Elisabeth. quite breathless BY
this time applied her knuckles to the
panels, and after a little delay and
some creaking Of boots on bare floor,
the door opened. and a middle-aged
gentleman. with few grey hairs in
bis whiskers and bald spot on his
head, appeared, with palette on his
thumb and brush in his hand, and
bowling politely. requested the lady to
enter.
MIR. Bucklepn Elizabeth asked with
an interrogatye infection.
The gentleman bowed again.
II received your card" said Miss
Elizabeth. II think should like to
join your class, if it is not full. F."
1T is not full as yet, madam" re-
piled Mr.. Buckle, land | should be de-
lighted to receive you as a pupil.
He opened a portfolio as he spoke.
my work" he said; perhaps you'd
like to look at it."
The portfolio was full of sketches in
water-color OF English scenes, cottages,
lanes, old women gathering faggots,
ladies walking in old parks.
They were not great, but they were
very good. Miss Elizabeth was de-
lighted.
How kind of you to take class
she said. beaming. Such an artist as
you are"
Mr.. Buckle bowed again He evil
IDENTIFY preferred bowling to speaking.
I'm sure I've seen your pictures in
the Academy" she said, land admired
them
Mr. Buckle blushed violently and
bowed again.
How modest thought Miss Eliza
beth.
She enquired his terms. They were
very reasonable. She paid it on the
spot received little list of necessary
paper, colors, etc.. and went away.
Sunday passed slowly. despite its
three episodes of church-going, she
awaited her first lesson with such i'm
patience.
At last the hour came. She climbed
the stairs again. and entered the door
of the room on which the name of
Buckle appeared, A long pine table
and six cane-b ottomed chairs, an easel,
and some canvases and portfolios. fur
nished the room. A South American
hammock was twisted into coil, and
hung over some pegs. A blanket por-
t,ere hung on rod within the door.
But there was no one there but Mr..
Buckle.
Am l too early?" Elizabeth asked.
glancing at her watch. II see l am
the first"
''Oh no. indeed" replied MIR. Buckle.
ut is the other pupils who are too late.
We won't wait for them"
He began his lesson at once, and
Miss Elizabeth was absorbed in her
work. An hour passed--two.
| The lesson was over. No pupils had
arrived.
Ladies' are seldom AZ promnt nc