Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1888-02-29
McAllister gasped. Then his sense Of the

McAllister gasped. Then his sense Of the
humorous prevailed. He answered dryly:
"Aheml shouldn't wonder. Miss Satterlee
had her eyes on you all the time"
"Wouldn't mind having her if my family
didn't object" remarked Godfrey, with q re-
fective little click Of the tongue against his
teeth.
As for the young ladies, they had preserved
silence until their callers were out of hearing
range.
Then Miss Satterlee exclaimed:
"Eu-, eu-, what's that word, Carrie, be-
ginning with eul"
"Euchre, euphony, European, eupepsy"-
"Nonsense! mean Eureka. have got
model"
@You mean the Tennesseean, my dear?"
ayes. could sketch him already. Take
his face just rs it is; crown it with ragged
straw hat; put flannel shirt on him opening
carelessly from the neck; plenty of red and
tan."
"But how will you get him to sit?"
"Oh, Mr.. McAlister will manage it all for
me.n
And sure enough Mr.. McAllister did. That
Is to say, he brought Mr.. Waring frequently
to Miss Satterlee's studio, and the young
artistic began to surreptitiously appropriate
the features Of the Tennesseean- best she
could from recollection after he departed on
each occasion.
Meantime Godfrey began to look very self
satisfied and to throw out certain little hints
about the conquest of IN heiress, and such a
talented one at that.
McAllister took his cue thereat and drew
serious face.
"Yes," he said with great gravity, "there's
no denying it, Gof, old fellow. You are
making fine headway. But what about q
certain little girl down home that you were
telling me of"
Godfrey replied in q practical tone. He
was sorry, but he could break of the af.
fair with Mabel. Poor Mabel, alas! whose
voluminous correspondence was no longer
carried about next his heart. Poor Mabel,
who crossed and recrossed her foolscap in
flowing schoolgirl hand to such little purpose.
At length the acquaintance had gone on so
pleasantly that Miss Satterlee thought she
might venture to ask the young man to sit
for her.
II can work in the costume afterward, you
know" she said to Miss Fortescue.
So when Mr.. Godfrey called again the fol-
lowing morning at the studio Miss Fortescue
stepped back into the little adjoining room
according to a previous agreement with
Maud. And Maud-her easel being care
fully covered-sat back in her chair, and
with most charming naivete began to speak
as follows:
u hope you are not very hard hearted, Mr..
Waring, because I have a confession to
make" She cast down her beautiful eyes
and lovely smile played about her beautiful
lips. ~ hope you will consent to pardon me, !"
she said.
"There isn't anything wouldn't pardon in
you," said Godfrey, impressively.
Miss Satterlee fancied she heard subdued
merriment in the room adjoining. Could
Miss Fortescue be undignified enough to
giggle9
Then Maud went on:
"Well, then, would you be very much Of
Tended if should ask you toto permit me
to make sketch Of your facet You know
we art students are constantly on the watch
for countenances that are not insipid and
common. A face indicative of strength Of
character and-and ambition-is not COM
mon."
Godfrey began to smile and look conscious.
"You don't know how complimented I'd
feel" he said.
"Oh, I'm so glad. Will you sit for me to-
day7 To tell you the truth, I've begun al
ready; but, of course, it don't resemble you a
bit as yet" And she uncovered tho canvas.
And Godfrey posed for an hour to the great
satisfaction Of both.
After that he sat every morning nearly Tor
q week or more. Mr.. McAllister was amused
to discover that the Tennesseean was quite in
earnest in his idea of laying siege to the
artiste's heart and gave up trying to impress
upon him the absurdity of his aspirations.
Godfrey evidently believed himself IRE
sistible.
Miss Fortescue was always present at the
sittings, but sometimes found it necessary to
retire to the adjoining room to repress her
laughter, the models ingenious remarks were
so highly amusing. Occasionally she gave
Maud some advice, as follows: "1f he be-
comes too talkative, my dear, you must snub
him. snub him gorgeously, you know"
aWhat I can't understand" said Godfrey
one morning, lis how you can paint so well.
guess you amt more than 90, are you9"
"Not much more," said Maud
"Then guess I'll be about two years older
than you in September"
Maud-Indeedl
Godfrey-A fact
Maud-Well, that's nice age. I suppose
you'll 60 into business and succeed finely.
Godfrey-Own fault if I don't. Clicking
his tongue on his teeth.) Guess I've got
money enough to back me.
Maud-YeS? + There, how am
getting OH with the picturel
Godfrey-Well, guess I'd be lucky to get
as good one again. What do you mean to
do with it any way!
Maud-Do you with its Oh-ah-why, ex-
hibit it, perhaps.
Godfrey-You wouldn't sell it, suppose