The Sunday tatler and Jersey City express. (Jersey City, N.J.) 1883-1886, 1885-10-04
IN THE STUDIO.

Dut tuiS mOIuluS tucrt Was SUSPICION OF
neatness in the arrangement of many un-
finished canvasses: some of the dust and
dirt had been removed. though few
spider webs lurked In the corners. How
ever, taking all into consideration, it was
no. so bad place as ii might be. Il
So thought its sole lord and master, by
name David Martin, as he sat before his
easal, putting in little darker background
to the lovely face he was painting. Per-
haps you might not call it lovely, but
assure you that the artist thought those
deep brown eyes, the auburn hair, and
the tlrm red lips, something extraordinary.
so you think broom and water has
somewhat improved the appearance of
my room, Miss Lothron?' he was saying
to the original portrait.
81 do, indeed; believe il hadn't re-,
minded you in time, you would have been
entirely lost in the lacework those little
creatures were spinning about you" she
replied, laughing and flashing glance of
those liquid orbs at Marvis.
II wish she wouldn't do that" he
thought, bending his fiaxen head to avoid
any more flashes, let us suppose. by the
way, you wished TO see those new water
color sketches of mine, didn't your
Yes, I should ike very much to see
them, Mr.. Marvin"
There was no mistake this time; the
eyes had curious CLEAN that caused the
painter 10 dive into corner in an agony
of search for the sketches So
But what was this? Bump, bump, up
the stairs it came, and amidst great
heaval of signs the door was swung open,
and in the open panel appeared person
age of great proportions; an immense
white chip bonnet adorned with flaming
red roses and blue ribbons, purple gown,
green flannel bag of dimensions unknown,
and white cotton umbrella, made the
tout ensemble.
Laws mercy, Davyl But them be
the awfulest stairs | ever seen. Here am
], blowing like an old whistle. and never
breath of air in this studio of yours; it
oughter been called .stewpan. its my opin-
ion. HelSHew q
Miss Lothrop had Withdrawn into
corner by the window at the painting
DANES unceremous arrival, and was now
cycling her guady attire with badly con-
cealed merriment on her face.
And never a cheer, nuther. Bless my
soul, Davy, yer getting airy 10 yer sky par
Tor; but you hain't learning no sense,
that's one thing; tumblin' out yer cheers
for this rubbish" she continued, with a
majestic wave of her hand 10 the works of
art lying around.
s'Well, upon my word, Aunt Eliza,
you've taken me by storm. / did not 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 why
came, Dave MARTINI snapped Aunt Eliza,
looking vindictively at Miss Lohrop.
"Who's thatw she asked in stage wbis-
per.
II beg your pardon. Aunt Eliza" said
David, recovering his lost energy and
pulling himself up with a jerk Miss
Lothrop, allow me to Introduce my aunt,
Miss Hawkins"
,'.'m from Redington, Penn; we've
heerd of Redington, Miss?" inquired The
old lady, with some pride. Its a real
smart town. Dayy was brung up there,
she went on, seating herself.
"lndeedp Miss Lothrop murmured, en-
deavoring 10 appear interested, while MIR.
Marvin inwardly cursed his fate.
81 hope that Teller hasn't been telling We
yarns about his an-an, oh, whatever yer
call EN-; they say all in Philadelphy do,
you know. Why, do you know, member
Davy when he were little chap in petit
coats. fetching water from the well, and
mindin' the babies, carryin' them pig-a.
back. Ye needn't blush, Davy; it's gospel
truth. wonder what yer mother would
say if she seen we now, dabblin' in those
nasty paints? Like as not she's washing
fathers clothes, his father is miner,
Miss Lotbrop. Why, yer surely not
going3"
Eyes; you will please excuse me, but |
remember that have pressing engage
ment that cannot slight. Goodbye"
81 am sorry, Miss Lothrop," said David,
in husky voice, surprise and indignation
making bis natural stupid tongue dumb.
''Good-morning Oh, aunt, what have
you donef" he exclaimed as he cloeed the
door after the young lady. 81 can hardly
say thank you for airing those spicy
anecdotes of my, juvenile days. he con-
tinued, bitterly, as be busted himself be-
fore bis easel. "What win she think? ?"
was the next thought. "And she'll never
come backi" he unluckily mutter5d aloud.
Alas poor Dave!
''You blamed fool, Dave Marvin ex
claimed Aunt Eliza, graspinF the ferule of
her umbrella. you blameA fogy
pOoc JG IL
proud hussy home ter Re gton whenlke
get her. He, he! wbsY #ou dol Ia
never fear, Dave, no5fhe u has insu5sfti
me" M
"Once for all ,aSfht-"
'sOne-half heaf afterwh Aunt sliza
came out int9the broa daylighe mop
ping her most brows, aa'frownine5 arkly
at the fifty floor wiSHOw, wla@ce her
painter nephew was g&ang doy stupidity
on the e4owded stree -
'Blaibed foolr' 1be musssFed, as she
bumHed into a fa gentle53ah, short Of
stature, who wa yainl endeavoring to
pas her.
Another ma fng, mo weeks later.
! David was at ND ease Working on the
dep brown les, with heavily fringed
FISHES Wt-no-bnf5w was the orig
3hal again Sting before it,. sr
"Yes, EHhlly thought thai would.
Hever c96e again. You were Aterribiy
pt ogyou know" he was $50 The
h0el96d mounting to his brow
"Why, what made you think thae
was very much amused by the old lad
she is very communicative. don't you
think2" she asked, with the queer CLEAN
III uci eyes thdI tuO pun lOAO" uiceucu
so much.
"Ah, yes-that is" he stammered, then
quilted Ills work, and brush aud palette
were thrown down. miss Lothropl''
"Mr Marvin ~ As4s 8AA- q
He stopped and looked doubtingly
around him.
miss Lothrop, don't you'll mean
would you mind hearing more about that
little fellow who carried his sisters-the
way she saidY"
No answer; the eyes were hidden by
the long lashes. and d faint shell like tint
crept over her face.
"You will not say you have an engage
mentl" be asked, thinking he had the up
per hand, and consequently feeling brave
"Oh, will you not believe me? 1t was
really the truth. Why should | make a
excuse when like"
A full stop. <Hf
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