Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1889-05-31

Swell, Consuelo, we must make th
IT. of our time, said the artist
Como, will arrange you as wish yo
81, " and he placed chair for her,
ranging with soma care her attitude
d dropery.
f%ou do not feel timid, do your
e GeofTrey, kindly.
ROh, no. answered the girl, looking
him with wonder again. 1t was in,
neeivable to her that she should feel
mid in his presence.
The grave, gentle face of the artist
won her confidence completely. Ac-
astomed to Fs42s..l. 's;fsxs and sometime r1.
lows, the child seemed in the atmos.
nere of this elegant studio to breathe
& air of paradise.
But the look of sorrow did not leave
Y lace; it was too deeply imprinted
cre.
II Geoilrey was soon busy with his pen
An artist, his soul was in his art
II him the animate beauty was only a
3eppng- stone to the inanimate, every
Ping lovely created that it might be
tpied on the canvas and immortalized.
4 Consuelo's sitting was not long one.
IL thought it best not to tire her too
ieh the first day, and at the end of the
thd hour iose from his easel, and
3anking her, dismissed her till the
Ilorrow.
4 sYou will come again, won't your
II Godfrey.
f1he girls look answered him.
aor the first time that she could re-
fmbcr Consuclo went TO her miserab G
ne happy. A new vista had been
Nncl to her. She had caught
Tnpse OF another world with which
seemed TO feel some strange kin
<lVW gladly those days glided BY
lmet thc Angel of S Srrow, half real and
llEtlc creation OF the artists superb
rIn6y, grew upon the canvasl
he last sitting came. Artist and
do Pei were to part.
Geoffrcy, who had grown familiar
with the child, took her hand in his
own when he bade her adieu. Sudden
II Consuelo burst into tears.
The artist hims If felt unexpcctly and
strangely moved. Even to him the
parting seemed painful. Why2 Blind
eaotist! unknown to himself he had
learned to love. Only at this crisis did
the truth dimly dawn upon him. But
why these tears OF hers9 Strange infat-
uationl Then the child must love him
also.
She had turned away to weep,
"Consrelo,' he sal ! gravely, "come
here.
Consuelo came at his bidding.
'Look at me straight in the face"
81 cannot, she sobbcd.
'Consuelo, why do you weepl"
The face could be doubted no longer
except by the b nd.
Godfrey folded her tenderly in his
arms, unrest tel. The lovely head
rested upon his bosom. His lips were
pressed TO the blushing cheek.
"Consuelo, would you like to stay
here always-to be my wifcl" he said
rather ncrvously, half frightened him
self.
The girl looked at him and seemed to
'f.ake some sudden resolve.
Withdrawing herself from his en-
brace she wiped her eyes, and then
without another word OF look fled from
the studio.
"She is frightened, but must follow
her, said the artist. How soon she
had become infinitely precious to him
He fastened to the door, but no trace o.
Consuelo could be seen. He paused t
reflect. He did not know even her ad
dress. The Italian had already called
for his money. How should he fine
hers What strange impulse had caused
her to turn aud fly so suddenly. 1t wa
inexplicable, bus he must find key II
the mystery. How2 Would she not re
turn to her old avocation, accompany
ing the orgaua Ii he searched tn
streets for few days he would sool
meet her again.
But days, weeks aud months rolle'
by. and no trace OF Consuelo or tn
ltsIIsa ssgssssa siEsssss
20 his passion died away into vagu
and hopeless regret. Nothing remaine'
OF Consuelo but the blending of he
beauty with his own dreams in tn
picture So he devoted himslf with re
ncwed ardor to his favorite pursuits
The 'Aneel of Sorrow was completed
exiravAg~at offers were made for il, bu
the picture was not for sale. None
could not buy it.
It was hung in the artists own studi
his greatest achievement-and man
wondered as they gazed upon the sol
rowful face whence came the inspiratio
forit.
Geoffrey Vail received many visitor
at his studio. Wealthy patrons an
! pssonal friends brought Others often /