The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1885-11-11
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before his arrival it was known as an
attic. 1t had that trade mark peculiar
to an artists den, namely, dust and
disorder. But this morning there was
a suspicion of neatness in the arrange
ment of many unfinished canyases;
some OF the dust and dirt had been re-
moved, though few spider-webs lurk-
ed in the corners. However, taking
ali into consideration, it was not so bad
place as it might be.
So thought its sole, lord and master,
by name David Marvin, as nc sat be-
fore his easel, putting in q little darker
background, TO the lovely face he was
painting. Perhaps you might not call
it lovely, but assure You that the art
ist thought those deep brown eyes, the
auburn hair, and the firm red lips
something extraordinary.
'So You think q broom and water
has somewhat improved the appear
ance of my room, Miss Lothorp," he
was-saying to the original of the por-
trait.
y, do, indeed; believe if 1 hadn't
reminded you in time you would have
been entirely lost in the lacework those
little creatures were spinning about
you,,' she replied, laughing, and fash
ing q glance Of those liquid orbs at
Marvin.
Il wish she wouldn't do that" he
thought, bending his haHeu head to
avoid any more flashes let Us suppose.
Blythe way, you wished tc see those
newwater-coior sketches ofmine, didn't t
you:?''
ayes, should like very much to see
them, Mr.. Marvin"
There was no mistake this time; the
eyes had 3 curious gieam that caused
the painter to dive into . corner in an
agony of search for the sketches.
But w,,at was t:f;ss Bump, bump,
up the stairs it came, aHd amid great
heaval of signs the door was swung
open, and in the open portal appeared
parsonage Of. great proportions; an
immense white chip bonnet adorned
with flaming red roses aud blue RID
bons, q purple gown, green-fannel bag
Of dimensions unknown, and Z white
cotton umbrella made the tout enscn-
BILE.
Laws a1ncrey. DaSy! But them be
the awfulcst stairs ever seen. Here
AIN I, a-blow;ng like an Old whale, and
never breath of air in this stujo of
yours; it oughtcr been called stcwpan,
it's nv opiuion. He, hcn'
Miss Lothorp had withdrawn into q
corner by the window At the painting
DANES unceremonious arrival, and was
now eyeing her gaudv attire with bad
ly concealed merriment Gu her face.
'.t>nd never Z cheer, nuthcr. Bless
my 5ul, Davy, yer getting airy in yer
sEas[srlor; but you hain't larning no
So, that's one thing; tumblin' out
81 cheers for this rubbish" she con-
tinued. with 4 majestic wave of her
hand to the works.of art lying around.
''Well, upon my word, Aunt Eliza,
you've taken me by storm. Ibid not
look for you on such hot day rs this, y
at last gasped David.
''Oh, no. I was sarsen sure of that
knew wasn't wanted; that's just
why came, Dave Marvin!'' snapped
Aunt Eliza. looking vindictively at Miss
Lothorp. Who's that?" she asked, in
stage whisper.
81 beg Your pardon, Aunt Eliza"
said David, recoye,Sng his lost energy
and pulling himself up with q jerk.
Miss Lothorp, allow me to introduce
NV aunt, Miss Hawkins.
I'm from Redingtou, Pa; ye've
hecrd OF Redington. miss?" inquired
the old lady, with some pride. ''It's q
real smart town. Davy was brung up
there" she went on. seating herself.
..Indeed!' Miss Lothorp murmured,
endeavoring to appear interested, while
MI. Marvin inwardiy carsed his fate.
Il hope that feiler hasn't been telling
We warns about his an--an, OH, whatcv-
er you call EN-; they say all in Phila-
delphy do, you know. Why, do you
know, l member Davy when he We're
q little chap in petticoats, fetching wa
ter from the well, aud mindin' the
babies. carryin' them pig-a-hack. Ye
needn't blush, Davy; it's goSpe, truth.
Iwonder what Yer mother woald say if
she seen ye now, dab5lin' ii, those
nasty paints2 Like as not she's wash