The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1885-02-05

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When Col. Lester entered few mo-
ments after. Carl Vogel wa5 welcomed
in more hospitable manner than Inex
had accorded him.
Everybody and everything goes to
sleep in the South after our early din
ner, and no doubt after you become
accustomed to us you will easily fall
into our indolent ways. You mention
the city as If it were but step away,
but you will speedily discover that New
York and its customs are further away
than you seem to think. Yes, / had
taken a fancy to have Inez portrait
painted, and as you mentioned your in
tention of taking q leisurely tour
through the South when was in your
studio last spring, was quite deter
mined to have you stop with us several
weeks. 1 regret that our welcome has
seemed so churlish, but we did not ex-
pect you till tomorrow.
"The fault is mine. was longing to
get away from New York-in fact, l
have painted later in the summer than
is my habit; but was i'll in the early
spring, and so was longer in finishing
Mr.. Weller's pictures than / thought l
should be-"
Eyes? Well, now you are here you
must rest, and take your time over
Inez picture. You will find her O
triHe willful, but little judicious fiat
terry always brings woman round;"
and Col. Testers mellow laugh seemed
to set all the slight ornaments in the
room to jingling.
"That is q very good painting" OBJ
served the artist walking up to cool
landscape piece.
"Yes," and fathers pride spoke out
in the voice; my daughters"
Indeed" and the young man turned
quickly about and gazed at Col. Lester
this statement.
Eyes, poor girl, it was once, her
greatest JOY"
Carl. Vogel was all attention. Hap
py-faced Inez did not seem to be one
with unsolaced griefs, as her fathers
words seemed to suggest. But Col.
Lester pursued the subject no further,
hastily adding:
Excuse me for forgetting that you
must be hot, tired and dusty, and al
low me to show you to your room at
once"
And he preceded his guest out of
the library, who obediently followed
till they came to O door lower down
in the hall which led to room directly
behind the parlor.
A girlish figure, clad in fresh flow
ing muslin. and with some folded towels
1 har Of hN
they reached it. She nodded brightly
to her father, but would have passed
on without notice of the stranger had
not Col. Lester stopped her and said,
my daughter Inez, Mr.. Vogel," and
then Inez put out thin soft hand with
true Southern grace, and gave Carl
welcoming look and smile. Then she
vanished into a room across the hall.
Carl gazed dreamily after her mo-
ment, then suddenly reused himself
and followed Col. Lester into his apart
ment, who left him there.
The furniture was of China wood,
beautifully carved, and with that lovely
mingling of colors only found in this
peculiar wood. The mating in the
floor was white, the chairs covered with
cool gray Holland.
"These Southerners certainly under
stand the art of furnishing rooms for
their climate" he murmured pushing
back lace curtain. and opening the
blinds of window.
A knock at his door announced his
luggage, also the advent of a respectful
servant.
please, sab, Mahsr says will yur
come inter dey dinin'-room soon's We
dress?"
Certainly; but how am 1 to find the
dining-room Carl pleasantly asked.
Il gwine show We dey way?" the man
affirmed, and in few moments Carl
ventured out, freed from the dust of
travel, and attired in fresh linen.
Down the inevitable hall, across q
breezy passage, and Sam opened an
other door. Col. Lester turned away
! from window and came to meet his
guest.
This was the dining-room. The floor
was stained rich walnut, and rose
colored shades at the windows gave the
walls delightful glow, and made the
snowy damask, white china and. cut
glass beam and sparkle q welcome as
cordial as the owners.
A pale, quiet-looking lady rose from
a chair and Col. Lester introduced,
my wife," Mrs. Lester retained her
guests hand and led him to the table
Inez came in just then with bunch of
white roses which she arranged on the
lunch-table--after which Carl made q
satisfying lunch-a repast satisfactory
to his taste and to his artists eye.
Inez' portrait did not progre6s very
rapidly, owing to that erratic young
lady's different moods and lenses. and
so one day, week after Carps arrival,
Mrs. Lester entered the library where
he painted, with a dainty lunch basket
on her arm. "Inez, dear, Mary tells
me Francia is not we'll. If Mr.. Vogei
can dispense with you for few hours,
should like for you to go over and
see her. Here are some grapes and
other things for the poor girl, and do
try to persuade her to come back with
you"
Mr.. Vogel glanced up interestedly,
then going on with mixing some paint,
he said IL have no doubt Miss Inez is
tired and will be glad for walk
"But sister lives five miles away, and
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