Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1890-09-17

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THE TINTYPE GIRLS.
They Have Lots of Fun, But They Worry
the Poor photographer.
They come in late In the afternoon,
ell talking at once.
I'VE want our tintypes taken"
''Yes, all together"
I'm group"
ANY particular style you'd like?''
''Oh, we want something picturesque.
Yes, we want it artistic, an outdoor
scene, you know"
The photographer quickly wheels up
a mountain view for background. waltzes
q wooden-looking rock" into the fore
ground, props up a rustic fence at one
side, and throws down shaggy grass
suggesting mat before 1t. While he Is
composing this medley from the mex
haustible beauties of nature the girls
discourse on the subject in hand
belle, you sit on the rock and will
stand beside you; Grace can lean on the
fence, and May, you sit on the floor.
We ought to have book to be looking
at. All, here's an album; that will do.
Dora, which side of my face would be
the best to have taken?"
THE outside" said Dora, promptly.
81 wish we had a parasol," says
Grace.
''Be quick as you can," interrupts the
photographer, realizing how precious is
every moment of the fast-fading light
. Dora bestows upon him look which
plainly says with intent to annihi-
1ate:"
1--WE pay you by the job, not by the
! hour. Do not presume to hurry u.s."
; At last they locate themselves &C
cording to the dictates of their own
sweet and hayward faneies.
'Ah, my!" exclaims Belle from the
rock, what an awfully uncomfortable
thing this is to sit on"
''Put your hand on my shoulder,
Grace"
Finally all seems in readiness, when
just as the photographer is about to re-
move the cap to expose the plate, May
suddenly exclaims from the floor:
"Hold on minute, Grace, vow ought
not to be standing; you are to tall.
Change places with me
Then ensues general scrambling and
rearranging. Belle improving the OPP
portunity to try for softer spot on the
rock.
''Am I looking at the right placer"
May anxiously asks of the photograph
er. as if the sun would certainly fail to
n 70 aCir
turned at just the most becoming angle.
''Yes," replies the much harrassed
parsonage addressed, heroically chok-
ing back unholy utterances. ''Sit per-
fectly still now"
He removes the cap, and brief and
blessed silence ensues. When he re-
places the cap for a moment the chorus
breaks out:
''Oh, my goodness-dear mel never
why, l was just
Keep just as you are" says the pho
togra pher, authoritatively, unexpect-
eddy removing the cap again. and thus
effectively shutting off the threatened
deluge of remarks.
The poor light necessarily made the
exposure unusually long, and when at
last it is over volley of deep and re-
vengeful groans comes from the girls as
the photographer disappears with his
plate.
Then their tongues are loosed.
my, / feel all tied up in bowknot."
Goodness, but I'm tired standing so
long"
Il never knew any one to be so long
taking a tintype.'
'Oh, feel as if had just had tooth
pulled-so thankful it is over"
1 ''Oh, see this picture of some girls in
! a boat. Why didn't he say he had a
boat?"
81 don't think he is very agreeable,
anyway. All he thinks of is to get it
over with" r.
! ''Oh, here he comes with the plot
ures.''
| Now they gather around the man with
the pictures, all talking excitedly.
''Oh, oh, just look at me-"
'Just see the way my eyes look"
''My head is held too high, and asked
you"
''Oh, see how nv dress looks" etc.,
etc., till at last they relinquish the
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them put in envelopes.
Then they pay for them and go out,
leaving the long-suffering photographer
free to relieve his overweight nerves
in any form Of speech he thinks will be-
most soothing to his feelings and ex-
pressive of his sentiments
Globe.