Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1885-10-01
IN THE STUDIO.


before his arrival it was known as an
attic. 1t had that trademark peculiar
to an artists den, namely, dust and dis.
order. But this morning there was a
suspicion of neatness in the arrangement
of many unfinished canvasses; some of
the dust and dirt had been removed.
corners. However, taking all into con-
sideration, it was not SO bad place as
it might be.
SO thought its sole lord and master.
by name David Marvin, as he sat before
his easel, putting in little darker back
ground to the lovely face he was paint
ing. Perhaps you might not call it
lovely, but 1 assure you that the artist
thought those deep brown eyes, the
auburn hair, and the firm red lips, some
thing extraordinary.
$50 you think broom and water has
somewhat improved the appearance of
my room, Miss Lothrop9" he was saying
to the original of the portrait.
81 do, indeed believe if I 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 flashing a
glance of those liquid orbs at Marvin.
'T wish she wouldn't do that" he
thought, bending his faxen head to
avoid any more flashes, let US suppose.
stBy the way. you wished to see those
new water-color sketches of mine,
didn't you9"
Eyes, should like very much to see
them, Mr.. Marvin"
i Thore was no mistake this time; the
| eyes had curious CLEAN that caused the
painter to dive into corner in an
agony of search for the sketches.
But what was this2 Bump, bump, up
the stairs it came, and amidst great
heaval of sighs the door was swung
open. and in the open panel appeared a
parsonage of great proportions; an i'm
mense white chip bonnet adorned with
flaming red roses and blue ribbons, 9
purple gown, green flannel bag of di-
mensions unknown, and white cotton
| umbrella, made the tout ensemble.
claws mercy, Davy But them be
the awfulest stairs / ever seen. Here
am ], blowing like an old whale, and
never breath Of air in this stujo o
yours; it oughter been called stewpan.
it's my opinion. He! Hep
Miss Lothrop had withdrawn into /
corner by the window at the painting
DANES unceremonious arrival, and wal
now cycling her guady attire with badly
concealed merriment on her face.
| s'And never cheer, nuther. Bles
my soul, Davy, yer getting airy in yel
sky parlor; but you hain't learning nj
sense, that's one thing; atumblin' out ye
cheers for this rubbish, she continued
with majestic wave of her hand to tn
works Of art lying around.
s'Well, upon my word, Aunt Eliza
you've taken me by storm. I did no
look for you on such a hot day as this,
at last gasped David.
"Oh, mol was sarten sure Of that.
knew / wasn't wanted. that's just VIII
came, Dave Marvini' snapped Aun
Eliza, looking vindictively at Miss Lc
throp. 'sWho's thata'' she asked in
stage whisper.
ST beg your pardon, Aunt Aliza," !" sait
| David, recovering his lost energ
and pulling himself up with jerk
ssMiss Lothrop, allow me to introduc
my aunt, Miss Hawkins"
'1'm from Redington. Penn. ye'v
heerd of Redington, Missl" inquired th
old lady, with some pride. Its REL
smart town. Davy was brung up there,
she went on, seating herself.
Indeed y Miss Lothrop murmurel
endeavorin6 to appear interested, viii
Mr. Marvin inwardly cursed bis fate,