The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1890-08-02

SATURDAY MORNING. AUG. ..
PICTURESQUE GROUP.
clddy Girls have Lots of Fun Wor-
rylng a Photographer.
boston Globe.l


They come in late in the afternoon. all
talking at once
1--WE want our tintypes taken"
eyes, all together"
Gin group"
ANY particular style you'd hke?"
"Oh, we want something picturesque"
"Yes, we want It artistic-aI out
door scene, you know
The photographer quickly wheels up
mountain view for background, waltzes
wooden looking crock" into the fore
ground, props up rustic fence at one
side and throws down shaggy, grass
suggesting mat before it. While he is
composing this medley from the mex
haustible beauties of nature the girls
discourse on the subject at hand.
''Belle, you sit on the rock and l 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 takenY7
1.-The outside, said Dora promptly.
81 wish we had parasol, !" says Grace.
''Be quick as you cam" interrupts the
photographer, realizing how precious is
every moment of the fast fading light.
Dora bestows upon him a look which
plainly says, with intent to annihilate":
1--WE pay You by the job, not by the
hour. Do not presume to hurry us"
At last they locate themselves accord
ing to the dictates of their own sweet
and wayward fancies.
"Ah, N.Y." 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 a minute Grace, you ought
NOT to be standing; you are too tall.
Change places with me-"
Then ensues general scrambling and
rearranging, Belle improving the oppor-
tunity to try for a softer spot on the
rock.
cam / looking at the right placer"
May anxiously inquiries of the photog-
rapher, as if the sun would fail to do its
desired work if her head was not turned
at just the most becoming angle.
eyes" replies the much harassed per-
sonage addressed, heroically choking
back unholy utterances. "Sit perfectly
still now"
He removes the cap and brief and
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places the cap for moment the chorus
breaks out:
"Oh, my goodness-dear mel never
why, was just
keep just as you are," says the pho
tographer authoritatively, unexpectedly
removing the cap again and thus effect
lively shutting off the deluge of remarks.
The poor light necessarily made the
exposure unusually long, and when at
last it is over a volley of deep and re-
vengeful groans comes from the girls as
the photographer disappears with his
plate.
Then their tongues are loosened
"My, feel all tied up in bow knot"
Goodness, but I'm tired standing so
long"
II never knew any one to be SO long
taking tintype."
"Oh, feel as if had just had tooth
pulled-so thankful it is over"
"Oh, see this picture of some girls in
boat. Why didn't he say he had boat?'
81 don't think he is very agreeable
anyway. Allie thinks of is to get it
over with"
ooh, here he comes with the pictures"
Now they gather around the man with
the pictures, all talking excitedly.
"Oh, oh, just look at me-"
Gust see the way my eyes look"
my head is held too high, and l asked
you"--
"Oh, see how my dress looks" etc., till
at last they relinquish the artistic treas
ures long enough to have 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 =