The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1886-04-28

laugh. Heran TO the door Just as the
rich woolen merchant was entering tho
house opposite, and Chrysis was about
70 follow him. The potter called her BY
name.
What dost thou want r said she.
Cbannide was but an artisan, but he
was noble looking, and one could listen
4 to what he had to say.
-TwiShthee to love me-" responded
the young man, with a boldness that sur
prised himself. -Iam not rich, anil /
can not load thee down with rich oma-
ments such as that ridiculous pesonage
who Just entered the house has furnished
theei but / am master Of my art, and
can model thy beautiful form so e1.
quisltely that 1t will be handed down to
poSteTity.
Cirysis, who had at first listened with
indifference now regarded him with
astomshniett, and throwing back her
pretty head, without brains, broke into q
loud ihugn.
APosterityr said she, -posterity! Those
who come when we are dead; the fine
affair. And who bothers themselves
with those who are not bornT
She laughed, showing her beautiful
teeth; the flower Of her twenty years
bloomed on her amber cheeks, and all
her being expressed simple abandon.
Charmide extended his arms; she re-
pulsed him with a sudden seriousness
and a regard as hard as iron.
"stop, said she, do not dare to touch
me. Thou pretend to love me, and yet
expose me to the danger Of losing the
benefits from this generous man."
at is not for money that wished thy
love, said Charmide with Som'Der air.
He went back and stood on tho sill Of
the door.
~Thou art beautiful, chysis. Iwould
have nodded thy supple form, like a
sculptor, and preserved to those who
come after us the souvenir Of thy won
derful but Aeeting beauty. Thou refusel
1t is well. As for me, would be
ashamed to give thee gold when had
something richer and nobIer to offer.
dreamedof consecrating thy person to i'm.
mortality, but since thou preterrest
gold"
~Gold! it IS everything, since it brings
everything, exclaimed the young beauty,
assuming an air Of railery. Her Ian
guage was now like that Of her servant.
Bring purse Of gold this evening, and
will send away GitOn for thee"
Charmide made gesture Of disdain.
II do not want thee at any price, y said
he. "thee who prefers gold to everything
worth living for. Thou shalt live here.
after in thy true character, and for thy
cupidity shall be punished in the eyes Of
the world; everybody shall know that
thou Lowest nothing but gold"
"Well, potter, what harm is there in
that" said the insolent beauty, angrily
closing the door.
Charnlide returned to his court, took
another clay statuette Of ChrysiS, crush.
ing the two arms in his hands trembling
with choler. Under his fingers the clay
soon took new form. An arm was bent
up under the bust, the other hand shak.
ing a well-filled purse, and the expires.
sion Of the face changed from modesty
to audacity. There, now she is in her
true character" said Charmide, aloud.
"the woman who accepts the attentions
OF the most ill-fayored person il he only
possesses wealth. This brazen-faced
Chrysis shall live long after the rest Of
US have crossed the Styx."
He spent the afternoon in remodeling
the figure, 50 absorbed in his labor that
he forgot to eat anything.
The rays Of the declining sun began to
cover the walls Of his house with cherry
red, when Nais stood before him with q
foaming porringer,
what dost thou wishT
my mother sends thee dish Of vege-
tables from our garden. Thou hast not
been out during the day, and must be
hungry. l have watched for thee.
wished to know the success Of thy offer
ing to Chrysis."
-The resultI there It is," said Char.
mide, indicating the statuette.
ut is ChrysiS," said the girl, 4she is
very beautiful, but thou hast made her
very boll!"
"She loves nothing but gold; she told
me that herself. So thou secst, have
represented her with handful! Thou
art less grand than Chrysis, but thou
sand times more charming. From
whence came thy grace and thy pure
blue eyes: 0 Nais, that l should have
lived until now and not to have seen thy
surprising beauty"
70 Charmide, thou wilt not offer any
more garlands to ChrySisT
mo, certainly not. WhyT
4Nothing-only had no pleasure in
making that one this morning, although
usually | like nothing better than to
weave together the flowers" Nais had
turned partially around so that the last
rays Of sunlight made nimbus Of her
golden hair. Charmide was dazzled by
her superb beauty.
70 virgin, said he to her, "dost thou
know that thou art very beautiful, far
more beautiful than Chrysis, as beautiful
as Helen, who was blonde like thee. and
for whom 80 many gallant men dieds"
The nGxt week, on market day, the
narrow street where dwelt ChArmide was
filled with merry crowd.
Daphne opened the door to learn what
It was that provoked so much laughter
in this place, ordinarily almost deserted.
Before the house Of the potter, on q
wooden platform, stood the Statuette
representing ChrySis, surrounded by D
throng Of beholdeB.
keep thy other figures, but sell me
that Of Clrysis," said one who had been
deceived by her.
mol to me, to mel" said dozen
Others, as each one stretched out his
hands toward the figure,
a have plenty for all, my friends"
said Charmide, with the placidity Of a
triumph sought and obtained.
Each one was supplied, and the crowd
dispersed through the city, relating to
everybody the ingenious vengeance that
the potter had taken on the avaricious