Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1889-05-15

dripped with the light sound of a trick
ling fountain. At Il distance the path nc
was following opened ON green glade.
The trunks of the trees were dark. their
branches darker still. and the spreading
foliage of the chcStruts meeting above
the head of the young artist. seemed lik"
the vault of a cathedral at the hour W hen
the declining sun sends through the
many cOlorcd windows a mysterious
light into the obscurity OF the interior.
Maurice loved the hour when tho day
dies, when gray ,int fails upon all oh.
jects. confounding their contours. soft
ening their angles and rounding their
outlines. He walled slowly. each mo-
ment discovering IN the forest some
beauty lac had not Sev:i before. and tl,cd
with that tender admiration for nature
which is n part Of gruiiiS.
Having reached the Glade, lac looked
about hnn- The grass was green and
fresh; the delicate leaves Of the trees
slistened under the drops Of rain which
had fallen upon them lie paused that
he might better observe tie scene which
seemed more impressive in the gathering
shadows than in the full light of the sun.
He saw the pretty Sigh; form Of girl
advancing from clump OF beech trees.
She walked with supple step. without
seeing Maurice, who, rs motionless Us
the trunk of the tree near which he
stood. looked Mt her intently When n
few PAGES from Kim the girl saw him,
tremblcd, and let fan small bundle of
fagots she WAS carrying on her head.
you frightened nae. she sail. smil-
ing. and her large dark eyes sparklcd
gayly under her tangled yellow hair.
He looked II her / moment without
replying Completc harmony. which /,
is impossible To describe. existed between
this pretty. smiling girl. the foliage e
the glade and the tone of the landscape.
'Femain where YOU arc" sail the
young man; Il want To- sketch you"
She was about To brush back the locks
that had fallen over her forehead, bat
he stopped her with gesture.
''Stand just as you arc"
lie seated himself ON stone and rapid.
ly skctcled the face and form of Ii.
young model.
She was a peasant. bat delicate and
slight. us are these young girls before
they complete development, which i.
often late. Her eyes were already those
of \ woman, her smile was still that VI .
child
How cli ere You: asked tic artist :,
he worked.
al shall bc sixteen soon"
us il possible! thcIsht Sc
younger"
Il an small. she sai,l. With franl
smile, ''bu, | shall grow quickly, and by
Saint Johns Eve shall have a lover"
why on Saint Johns Evc." asked thC
young man, pausing in his work ant
looking at her
because then we shall dance around
the bonircs."
So soon was this pare brow. these in
nocent eyes, this childish mouth to bC
profaned by tho carcsscs of soiae stupid
rusticl Maurice experienced vagu,
feeling Of jealousy.
Would you like to have me FOR yom
lover he asked, 40 he returned to hi
work
lyon? All! YOU arc 4 gcntlomsn.
am peasant. Honest girls 10 not lister
TO gentlemen"
Such is the codo OF virtue among vii
layers. The young man made no rcpl,
to her words. but said:
IL can see no longer. VIII you return
here tomorrow little carliers'
For my picture
Yea"
Il will return. Good overing."
She took up her fagots, and, passing
under the archi,g chcsinuts. soon disap
peared in the shades Il evening.
Maurice returned homo dreaming o
the Girl with the yellow hair. Although
lac Ind often before seen pretty peasants
whom he lad regarded with On artist
eye, he seemed 20 look on this girl wiz
the jealous eyes OF n lover That nigh
and the next day seemed long to him
aud some time before tho appointed hou
ho was In the glade.
Hcworked by himself. cndwlen. 4 It'll
later. the young girl arrived, looking q
the sketch. she exclaimed with an air q
coquetry and surprises:
"Ah. it is ]! Arc you going to give
10 mcy"
NO, viii make small picture 70
you
"And this one, what ere YOU going {
do with it,"
1T is going TO Paris, It VIII lie put in
large irniac. it viii bc hung IN q gran
salon and al tho world viii go 20 scott.
"Ahl yes ] know, 90 tie exposition.
"You know what that isgr
There have been artists here hefor
who painted pictures Tor the exposition
as they snil. but thcy never painted M
portrait"
The day was drawing 70 q beauuft
close. The atmosphere had tho soft. dc
icate tones which had delighted Mauric
ON the previous evening. and lis wor
advanced rapidly.
lie painted ON tho picturc af.orwar
IN las studio. Tie determined o. mako
his best work BEING already we
known. u was no longer necessary "a
liiin 70 seek 10 make name. novcrth,
less he was certain That this pictui
would set the seal on his reputation
by the time re had finished the pi,
turo to his satisfaction, winter hal com
and Maurice was IN love with his lttI
molcl
lie loved her too much 90 tell her %
Bis love. too much to tear from her na
tive mcndow this flower of mn'dcnlloO
whom be could not make his wife. bu
enough 90 suffer az the thought q par'
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