The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1884-11-11
ohnny resented. His very name was a

Johnny resented. His very name was
perpetual annoyance to him. He pre-
ferred to be called Mr.. Lupton, or Lup-
ton, or even Jack by intimate friends;
but it was no use-every one called him
Johnny, and Johnny he was likely to be
Till the end of the chapter.
So he determined to assert his personal
dignity and to travel alone. After much
consideration he fixed upon Innspruck as
his headquarters, whence he could make
excursions into Tyrol He directed his
luggage e Herr Lupton in the most os
tentatious manner, and hoped, for few
weeks at least, to get rid Of the sound of
the obnoxious "Johnny."
He was so pleased with Innspruck that
he seemed likely to spend all his holiday
there. The people were very friendly, the
town was picturesque; but it was not only
these charms which cnthralled Mr.. Lup-
ton. We have said he was very enthusi-
astic. The fact was, he had seen pic
ture in the museum which so captivated
his youthful fancy that the romantic
young man was becoming a second
pygmalion. 1t is true he had not painted
the picture, as the Greek sculptor had
hewn his statue, but he waa equally in
love with an inanimate object
The lady of his dreams was dark,
crowned with diadem of starry jessa-
mine, and jewels around her neck. Her
velvet dress hung in heavy folds, and
from her waist was hung dagger in
highly ornamented sheath But the lady
did not look murderous. Her full red
lips were smiling and her eyes soft as if
welcoming lover. The sky behind her
was blue, like the sky of sunny Italy, and
in her hand she held bunch of orange
blossoms. Her name, however, was Ger
man. In corner Of the picture one read,
"Carlotta, Grain Won Werdentels.'' This
was the lady who kept Johnny Lupton in
Innspruck.
He had obtained permission to copy in
the museum, and day after day saw him
there, endeavoring to transfer the fair
features to his canvas.
But he was to be driven away sooner
than he expected. One morning, as he
was standing in his accustomed place
gazing in rapt admiration, he was reused
from his reverie by slap on the back
yes, an unmistakable, jovial slap on the
back.
He turned round, with outraged dig
nifty in every feature, which turned into
CONSERVATION when he saw the man. 1t
was the greatest bore in the office. Flight
was the only possible course. johnny
gazed round like a haunted animal How
was he to get away:
"Ah !! johnny, me boy .-delighted to
see ye. I've just been longin' to see
craythur that could understand the lang
widge. Drawn picture too. A foine
strappin' wench. Not SO good-looking as
Philippine Welzer, though come and
have look at her now"
"Im sick and tired Of Philippine Wei
ger and everything connected with her,
and SO you'll be if you stay here more
than day. What are your plans
Where are you going?"
"Och I'm undecided I'll be guided
by you"
Pray don't think of such thing
Pray don't count upon me Besides, Pm
going. Pm off to-day-turning my steps
homeward, you know. In fact (pulling
out his watch), l must be off at once"
eye don't say SO, now? %
Hastily scrambling together his be-
longings, cutting short his friends re-
grets with indecent haste, giving one last
look at Carlotta Won Werdenfels, Mr..
Lupton rushed from the museum, his
friends stentolian tones re-echoing after
him through the rooms
"Good-by, Johnny"
Before the sun had set he was at Parten-
kirchen, a charming little town in Bavaria.
He was amused at his own precipitate
| AAC uCCO uOC nave COtIlc 81 ldT.
Why had he not stopped at Seefeld Of
Mittenwald? = both wild, interesting
places. However, the inn at Partenkir-
chen seemed comfortable, and there were
plenty Of promising excursions to be
made; 80 he resolved to carry out his
original plan of exploring the villages of
the Tyrol.
But poor Johnny's plans seemed des-
tined to be frustrated
Running down the wide wooden stair
case of the inn, his foot slipped. His
hands were full-he could not save him
self; he fell heavily, a sharp point of the
carved balustrate running into, or danger
ously near, his eye. The pain was intense,
and the wound bled profusely. In an in
slant a group of sympathizing people
were lamenting around him
"Auch du liebe Zeit Ach der arme
Euglander!"
Meanwhile, Frau Werner, the landlady,
instead of saying "Oh!' and "Ah ~ had
sent for the doctor
He came at once, shook his head
gravely, bandaged poor Johnny's eyes,
and condemned him to darkness for a