Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1888-08-10

"Well-ahem--wel / was using
that in an illustrative sense. you know!
/ Don't feel bad. Mrs. Bowser. There
are some good points about you. even
/ il you are not STUART
In about a week was ready for him.
couldn't hope TO .'elecute'' SUCCESS
/ fully in that brief time, hut hunted
around aud found where Mrs. Jones
got the loan Of the patterns for her
tides. bought the originals out and
then ] fonnd that all her paintings
were copies from paintings in an art
lists sturlio, hired three Of the finest
for "A week. and one evening when Mr..
Bowser came home to tea said to him:
! Mr.. Bowser, know / am thick
headed and wear No. 5 shoes, and /
don't blame you for sometimes getting
discouraged with me-
What's up now?' he asked, as he
| looked around.
''Bnt. nevertheless. l am not hope
less case" ] continued. II have two or
three tides and two or three paintin IS
want to show you. 1t has been a
secret with me for many months. but
know you'll forgive me for not giving
You a hint"
Mrs. Bowser. have you gone mad
and-and-'
/ I'm afraid I'm not much Of an art
st, but good critics have been pleased
% comment very favorably upon my
york. Come iE.o the parlor, Mr..
/ Bowser."
IF you've gone and made fool of
yourself don't expect any praise from
ne! What do you call those?"
Tides, my dear"
Horse blankets, you mean! And
you've spoiled 'em at that! So that S
/ he way you've wasted your time and
money, is it?'
Aren't they AS nice as those you
saw at Mrs. johnson s9''
"Humph! Is there any comparison
between rose and a Hubbard squashp p
well. what about my paintings?''
Paintings! Oh, yes. You furnished
an old sheet, | suppose, and hired a
| iiouse-painter to lay on the colors.
How much did he charge per daya1
What is wrong with those paint
/ ings. Mr.. Bowser? Give me your crit
cism of this ocean scene"
us that what you call it? Well, who
ever saw water Of that color? And
look at those clouds. Why, nobody can
say whether they are clouds or table
cloths! Mrs. Bowser. I'm sorry for YOU -
| ANY thing wrong with that land
scape?"
rs there any thing right? The artist
who called that landscape. and. who
took your money for learning you to
paint it ought to be in State prisonr'
/ '.Isn't it as good as Mrs Johnson'sp ''
'Isn't it? Mrs. Bowser, am 1 blind
in both eyes?'
Il hope not"
DO live in a cave. and do the owls
boot about my ears?'
''Of course not"
Then don't take me for either a
blind man or a grecnhorn. These
I paintings of Mrs. Johnson's are paint
/ ings. You see the real artist in every
touch. These are simply daubs, and
doubt If you could get tea store
man to give them away with pound
of hayseed. No. Mrs. Bowser, don t
want to hurt your feelings. but some
one has imposed on your credulity
After supper l will take those bur-
Ie~qucs down and carry EN- out behind
The pig-pen.
After supper | told him the true facts
in the case. He would not believe me
until he had paid another visit TO john
son 5. and until he had the word of the
artist, and then he gave me one draw ii
out look. which seemed to be composed
of bullets, bombshells and dynamite,
and went over and kissed the baby and
{ said:
You poor little thug. how my heart
does bleed for you! What dreadful
thing it is to be motherless. ''-Detroit
Free i'ress.