The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1884-03-21
So LONDONDERRY, VT, FRIDAY MARCH
spot, received little list Of necessary
paper, colors, &C., and went away.

paper, colors, &C., and went away.
Sunday passed slowly, despite its three
episodes of church-going. She awaited
her first lesson with much impatience'
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 bottom 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 po,-
there hung on rod within the door.
But there was no one there but Mr..
Buckle.
sam too early?" Elizabeth asked,
glancing at her watch. see am the
first"
"Oh no, indeed replied Mr.. Buckle.
1t is the other pupils who are too late.
We won't wait for them."
Pe began his lesson at once. and
Miss Elizabeth was absorbed in her
work. An hour passed-two.
The lesson was over. Nopupils had
arrived.
Ladies are seldom as prompt as you
are." said Mr.; Buckle. ANY time
will do to begin; any time. They de-
lay. They procrastinate. It's pity"
at is surprising to me that they are
not more anxious to avail themselves
of such advantages" said Miss Eliza
beth, hardly able to tear herself away
from the contemplation of the blue
sky, with white clouds, that had grown
under her brush. Ihave had Il delight
full lesson"
Again she waited with impatience.
Again she climbed up the long stairs.
Again there were no other pupils pres
ent. Again none arrived.
But this time brown roof grew
under her brush and gray branches lay
against the sky.
The trunk of tree was indicated,
and the figure of a child was carefully
sketched amongst the blossoms, as yet
only outlined in the foreground.
Miss Elizabeth trembled with pride
and happiness.
"You must find me very stupid" she
said. "But don't you think I can
learn if apply myself?"
II am sure you will do we'll" said
Mr.. Buckle; "more than well. You
have talent, madanl--decided talent
for art"
On her way home, Miss Elizabeth
thought with rapture that perhaps q
day might come when she should open
a catalogue and see "Sunset," or "Rev
erie" or moonlight Hours" or some
such romantic title, among the list Of
pictures, followed by the delightful
words, "by Miss Elizabeth Hill"
The thought chased away the scru
Piles that troubled her as to the propri
ETY. of being the only scholar of sin
gle gentleman; and, then, he was 81
gentlemanly. He never quite CLOSED
the door. He sat at the opposite sid'
of the table. He was decorum itself
And such a genius! How foolish o
the other members of that limited
class not to avail themselves Of sucl
opportunities! The quarter was owe
and she was beginning to wonde
whether Mr.. Buckle would trouble
himself to teach class of one for 81
small sum. When hurrying upstair
to her lesson she heard voices within
the door, and paused. Two men wer
talking. One was Mr.. Buckle.
'If you can but wait little" sh
heard him say. ....
"Well, l have waited, haven't 2
replied the other voice. 81 know yo'
mean well; but studios are in request
l can't let mine for nothing. Yo
haven't given me one cent for tw
months, Mr.. Buckle"
"You see Pm just establishing my
SELF" said Mr.. Buckle; pupils com
slowly. Ispent all I had in advertis
ing and paying the first months ren
and buying such furniture as I've got
Isleep in that hammock, and take dow
the portiere for blanket; and so ia
I've got only one pupil. 1t won't d
to starve. live on dollar weel
Now where is the money for rent?"
"Don't seem to be any," replied tn
landlord; that's why l think mayb
you'd better move"
IAN we'll, 1 suppose L mlst, SAL
Mr.. Buckle.
"I'll just give this lesson and han
myself, or something mot here, it woul
give the place bad name, you know
and you've been most kind. Goo
morning. All, no, don't apologize; it
all in the way of business; and then
large man in light overcoat bounce
out and nearly ov rset Miss Elizabet
J as he ran down stairs.
She, for her Part, went into tn
room all tremulous with surprise an