The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1888-04-28
AN APRIL FOOL.
A Dramatic Story Good for All
Seasons Of the Year.
In Three Parts.

Seasons Of the Year.
In Three Parts.
Mr.. Napoleon Bonaparte Brown, an eccen-
trio elderly millionaire, has taken his nephew
Mr.. Horace White (whom he knows to be
hopelessly in love with Miss Jane Gray,
bright young American girl, assistant
teacher of Italian in fashionable young
ladies' seminary in his native city, New
York;, and his niece, Miss Winnie White,
to Italy to study art. The three are housed
In fine apartments in an old palace, the one
room used as studio containing easels,
tables, chairs, a sofa, hassock, some un-
finished pictures, studies, fragments Of
statuary-in short all the aesthetic furnish
ings usual to studios. When the story opens
Miss Winnie and Mr.. Horace White are dis
covered sitting before their respective eases
In altogether different attitudes.
PART I.
Winnie Casting a troubled glance towards
erbrother)-"Horacep
Horace-ssWell?n
W1nnie-"Do you use permanent blue or
Prussian blue with crimson lake when you
wantto get the right purple for thisdraperyW
Horace-"I don't use either. Hang it all,
Winnie, I'm getting desperatel"
Winnie-'Horace White, what are you
talking abouta Let me see your picture!"
Horace-"O, it isn't the picture-but see
it--see it-dol' (Shows plain white can
vas)
Winnie-"Well, upon my
Herace-sWinnie White, if you were a
sister worth having you'd not sit there
'ponning' your word, but help your poor,
unhappy brother out Of his deep, his miser-
able affliction l wish all the pigments, oil
and turpentine were"
Winnie-"There you go! Just because
you don't like to paint"
Horace-"I do like to paint; it's jolly lot
of fun when I'm inspired; but how can a
fellow dead, dead, dead in love-h0pelesS love
sit up and paint purple drapery. Ughp'
Winnie-"Horacea"
Horace-"What is it?'
Winnie-"Did you ten uncle all about itl"
Horace-"DidIa Well, you'd have thought
so if you'd have seen himl"
Winnie-"What did he say!"
Horace-"He said: Young man, il you
dare to think of such thing you may say
goodbye to your uncle, for shall disinherit
you. Do your hear me! Disinherit you |!
You're fool--an out and out fool'-and
Winnie, what Is to become of meF'
Winnie--"O, you'll live through it-boys
always dol"
Horace-"But you don't know the half
Winnie-"Which halfa"
Horace-"She's here-here at this very
minute in Rome''
Winnie-"Well, what of that!"
Horace-"That's only one-half-the better
halfl''
Winnie-"Is there worse half, Horacea
Speak.
Horace-''There is-and it is that bade
her follow me; for, Winnie, we are-already
-married!'
Winnie-"Horace Whitel o, Horacel
My brother!"
Horace-"There, there Winnie, don't take
on so! 1t was bit sudden, know; but
was desperate-and also Of age-and so we
took walk and-were married before we
sailed. She followed as bade her, and, oh,
Winnie, we depend upon you to help US out
OF our great diffculty-say you will, Winnie,
say you will"
Winnie-"If can, Horace IfI-but there
comes uncle-he'll see we've been crying
let us fly for our livesl" both leave the
room hurriedly.)
(Mr. N. B. Brown enters the room, walks
up to the nearest easel and begins to exam
inc the picture upon it critically
Brown-"Capitall Capital I'll make art
lists of the young people yet Beautifully
done-tender shadows-exquisite reflect
lights in that drapery-ah, my little Winnie's
talented girl-a talented girl! If her
brother had only quarter of her fondness
for art-but, therel The boys genius
without doubt! A capital thing for them
that could fetch them to Italy to study art
Italy, the Cradle of the Beautiful 1t is
my delight to watch the unfolding of their
different styles-one all tenderness, the
other all boldness! Let's see what the dear
boy has done this morning! (He picks up
canvas from where 1t has fallen.) Great
Scott! Not tinton this Roman twill! It's
that Jane Gray-Jane Gray--that's exactly
who it is! Jane Gray-and she has come
over to perfect her Italian'-may the imps
take her! Now, never saw the young
woman, and I never will see the young
wOman-but I've had Jane Gray dinned into
my ears until Pm sick Of the sound of the
name! O, she's designing creatures
shrewd, crafty, diplomatic little wretch
angling after the only male heir to the
great Brown estates. m settle her and
she'll find that coming over here to perfect
her Italian won't godown with ma! What's
that!n
(Winnie enters and greets her uncle affec
tionately.)
Winnie-"Your own Winnifred = good
morning, Uncle Nappy And have you seer
my work, and are you pleased!"
Brown Qrowning)--"O, I'm deiightsd!"
Winnie-"What is it, Uncle Boney-yor
look angryl"
Brown-"Angrya Well, can't look angry
II l am angryl That brother Of yours
Winnie-"I knsw it was Horace Uncle
Party listen to me-let's send him away Il
Naples-to Milan--to Monte Carlo
Brown-"Winnifred White, are you In
sAnelo
Winnie-"I thought only of offering
counter attraction"
Brown-"By Jovel Not q bad idea III
give him pocket-full Of gold and let hin
go--he won't be- back vsrv soon, ha hat"
Wnnie-"5o MIt'S settled. BY the way
Uncle Policy, forgot To tell you of the beau
tiful model engaged. You'll bein rapture
when you see her-such glorious big brow
eyes with fringes an inch and aqusrter long
And soft, dark hair, a. iustrous - silk, an
such mos'Nl Ths old lavsudaia-the wash