The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1885-05-07

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Johnny hnpton was ! very enthusiasts
ito Young man. Whether literature, art
OF music he reved abont Ill and dabbled
in each. Fortunately. he was not de-
pendent upon any one of them for his
daily bread or Johnny might have been;
reduced to very dry crust. He held
.mah Government appointment, where
the pay was pretty good as times g.
So he soraped his violin and daubed his
cahvases Ind wrote his little verses with
a gay and careless heart.
Tho summer had come and Johnny
was t0 have his holiday. He determin-
ed tospend it abroad-not with crowds
of tourists, nor in the most beaten
tracks, but to strike out a little for him.
self. He was tired of being petted Tor
patrionized, as he called it) BY all his
acquaintance, fot there was something
80 fresh and youthful about johnny
Lupton that people were led treat
him 1t once in . friendly mot to say
falhilihf-AAAnher. This Master John:
~ Resented: His very name was q per:
petual annoyance to him. He prefer
red to be called Mr.. Lnpton. or Lup-
ton, or even Jack by intimate friends,
but it was of no use,-every one CAL
led him Johnny, and Johnny he was
likely to be till the end of the chapter.
so he determined to assert his per-
sonal dignity and to travel alone. After
much consideration, he fixed upon Inn:
spruek a. his headquarters, whence he
could make excursions into the Tyrol.
He directed his laggage Herr Lupton"
in Tho most ostentations manner,
and hoped, for . few weeks at least, to
get rid of tie sound of the obnoxious
Johnny"
He was 50. 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
enthralled Mr. Lupton. We have said
he was very enthusiastic. The fact
was he had seen q picture in the museum
winch so captivated his youthful fancy
that the romantic young man was be-
coming second Pygmalion. It IS trae
he had not painted the picture, as the
Greek sculptor had hewn his statue, but
he was equally in love with an inanimat9
object.
Tho lady of his dreams was dark,
crowned with 4 diadem of starry jessa:
mine, and Jewels round her neck. Her
velvet dress hung III heavy folds, and
from her waist hung a dagger in a
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 be-
hind her was blue, like the sky of
sunny Italy, and in her hand she held
bunch of orange blossoms. Her name
however, was German. In q corner
of the picture one read, "Carlotta,
Grain Won Werdenfels." This was the
lady who kept Johhy Lupton in Inn
spruck.
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 rous-
ed 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
conformation when he saw the man. It
was the greatest bore in the offcei
Flight was the only possible course.
Johnny gased round like hunted ami
NAL. How was he to get away?
"Ah! Johnny, me- bhoy !-deloighted
to see We! I've just been longin' to see
craythur that could understand the
langwidge. DRAWN picture, too. A
toine, strappin' wench! Not SO good
looking Is Philippine Weller. though.
Come and have q look at her now.
I'm sick and tired of Philippine
Weller, and everything connected with
her, and soil you be If you stay here
more than Il day. What are your plans ?
Where are you going?
Och! I'm just undecided. III be
guided by you"
"Pray don't think of such thing!
Pray don't count upon me! Besides,
I'm going. I'm off to-day-turning my
steps homeward, you know. In fact
quilting out his watch), I must be off
ct once"
"Ye don't say so. now?"
Hastily scrambling together his be-
.longings, cutting short his friends re-
6AOoC "AVA AuucC0ut uHSGeS K1VluR one
last look at Carlotta Won Werdenfels,
Mr.. Lupton rushed from the museum,
his friends stentorian tones re-echoing
after him through the rooms
Goodbye, JOHNNY"
Before the sun had set he was at Par
tenkirchen, q charming little town in
Batavia. He was amused at his own
precipitate fight. He need not have
come SO far. Why had he not stopped
at Seefeld or Mittenwald? -both wild,
interesting places. However, the inn
at Partenkirchen seemed comfortable,
and there were plenty of promising ex-
cursions to be made; so 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
staircase of the inn his foot slipped.
His hands we're full-he could not save
himself; he fell heavily, q sharp point