Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1888-01-13

And did Norcross buy your picture Oak
hurstF'
I Eyes, believe So In fact saw it in his
! drawing room, yesterday
Certainly; how could l have forgotten iti
must have been thinking of an animated
picture there. What is paint, when o-.e sees
such glowing, CHANGING, fascinating, arch,
/ lovely, tantaliZing"-
I "Don'tl Don't pelt me with your parts of
! speechl"
Il was trying to select the right adjective.
well, you need not shower down a basket
full, merely to pick out one"
But, confess, now, you are merely the
least captivated."
"Not the least"
mo little palpitations at the sound of her
name! No short breath or upturned eyesi
No vague longings or 'billowy unrestf"
None"
you slept well last nightf'
Perfectly"
NO dreams of a sea-green palace, with an
Undine in wavy hair, and big brother with
fan-coral plumes, who afterwards turned
into sea dogL
"No, cut the suppers you tempt me with,
and preserve my digestion"
"A great mistake! One good dream in a
nightmare will give you more roesical ideas
than you can paint in a month; | mean q
reasonable nightmare, that you can ride
not one that rides you. The imagination
that seems to scintilate nothing but beautiful
images"
Il don't care to become red-ho iron for
the sake of seeing the sparks | might radi-
ate"
"Prosaic againl Now sin and sorrow ha We
their advantages; the law of compensation
you see. Poets, according to Shelley, learn
in suffering what they teach in song. And,
if novelists were always scrupulous. what dc
you think they would write? Only milk-and-
water prophecies, tamely virtuous plati-
tudes. Do you think that Dickens never
saw a tap-room, or a thiet's den!-or that
Thackeray is unacquamted with the Cave of
Harmony? No,-all the piquancy of like
comes from the slight soupcon of wickedness
wherewithal We season it,"
Il like amazingly to have you wander OFF
this way; you are always entertaining
whether your ethics are sound or not?"
Don't trouble yourself about ethics. You
and l are artists; we want effects, contrasts;
we must have our enthusiasm, our raptures,
and our despair"
You ride theory well"
"Now, my dear Oakhurst, listen. Kindly
placid in short too youthful. To paint,
you must be intense; to be intense, you must
feel; and-you see l come back on the sweep
of the circle-to feel, one must have incen-
tives, objects"
80, you will roast your own liver to make
pate"
Better SO than to have the Promethean
vulture peck it out for you
well, if am what you say, what am to
do? l am dociie to-day"
Fall in love"
Il have tried the experiment"
1T must have been with some insipid girl,
not out of her teens odorous of bread and
butter, innocent of wies, and ignorant of her
capabilities and your own"
perhaps, but still have been in love
and am"
"Bless mel that was sighl The sleeping
waters did not show a dimple, Why, man.
you talk about love with that smooth, shep-
herds face Of yours, that contented air, that
smoothly sonorous voicei Corydon and
Phyllis! You should be like a grand piano
after Satter has Numbered out all its chords,
tremulous with harmonies verging SO near
to discord that pain would be mixed with
pleasure in the divinest proportions"
Oakhurst clapped his hands. "Bravo,
dleItO! GU nave your vocation
you should turn musical critic"
81 think l can put together the various
parts of your lecture for you, said Oakhurst
You think l see nature in her gentler
moods, and reproduce only her placid feat
ures. You think l have feeling-though
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS. My nerves need a
banging, just enough not to wholly unstring
them. For that pleasant experience am to fall
i'll love. The woman who has the nature to
magnetic, overpower, transport me is Miss
Irene Norcross. | am, therefore, to make
myself as uncomfortable as possible, in pur-
suit of pleasure | know beforehand l can
never obtain. Then from the rather prosaic
level of Scumble. l shall rise to the
grand, gloomy, and melodramatic style OF
Salvador Rosa. VOLTA toutl"
"An admirable summary. You have lis
tened well. But tell me now, what do you
thinka Or do you wander like little brook,
without any will OF your own, between such
banks as Fate may hem you i'll withalp
u will be frank with You. Until last
season never had serious. definite purpose
in life. I fell in love then with the most
charming of country girls"
81 know" interrupted Palette, in a denser
cloud than usual, "a village Lucy-a violet
meath messy stone, fair a star when
only one, you know the rest of it. She
was fair because there was only one"
"Silence, Mephistophelesl 1t is my turn;
let me finish my story | never told her my
love-
But let concealment-"
ATTEND to your pipe; it is going out
did look, however The language of the eyes
needs no translation. l often walked,
sketched, talked with the girl and l felt that
there was the completest sympathy between
us. knew her feelings towards me- as well,
l am persuaded, as she knew mine. l gave
her no pledge, no keepsake: | only managed,
by an artltice, to get her tintype at a travel
ing saloon.
Palette laughed, "Let me see it, most
modest of loversI"
You shan't Your evil eye shall not fall
upon it. After l came to New York. | took
q room and began working up my sketches"
"Nhere L found you brushing away for
dear life?'
81 meant to earn enough to go abroad if it
were only for one look at the great pict-
ures of which l have SO often dreamed.
| Then | meant to come back
"To find your Lucy married to school
master, and with five sickly children"
"No, she is but seventeen; she will not
marry till see her."
a admire your confidence, Oakhurst; it is
an amiabe weakness"
after | had been here a month or two,
was filed with an unuttelable sense of
uneasiness. Something was wrong, I felt
assured. daily kissed the sweet lips
"Of ten cent tintype." NorcroSs did not
notice the Interruption. Al thought the eyes
/ looked troubled; they even seemed to re-
/ proach me, yet the soul that beamed in them
/ was as tender as ever"
/ "Diablerie! | believe that you are a spirit
/ ualist"
/ AT last I could bear it no longer. l shut
! up my room and took the cars for Ralston. n
! Il remember; that was when you gave out
that You had gone to see your aunt"
! Il found Agnes seriously i'll. l won't de-
tain you longer than to say did not leave
her until she was completely restored-until
my long cherished feelings had found utter
ance, and we were bound by ties that moth
ing but death will divide"
Really, you are growing sentimental The
waters verify are moved"
! That is because an angel has troubled
them. You viii mock, l know, but it is
nevertheless true, as l am told that for the
week before l left New York she was in a
/ haif-delirious state, and constantly called my
name"
And You heard her and came. Sharp
senses and a good dr1+iFul Io-f-