The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-06-08

This was due first TO lis unlocked for
net Of authority.
Before that the Garlsllis had locked
upon him as a poor fellow, showing their
bourgeois contempt for the artist incapa-
bic of making meaey; but when he
showed the force Of his will respect
staightway mingled with their wrath.
He was stronger than they had supposed
him to be. Then they thought he would
prove Incapable OF regulating bis life;
that, his money once spent, the rebel
would return. But the rebel, once started
in the path Of calculation, knew perfectly
well how to manage his affairs. aided by
the loving Teresa, who did not leave her
husband time to exhaust his resources.
SO at first they had for him the esteem
that is always accorded to success.
This point clearly established, the adj
GRAFTON of his wife worked the second
miracle. So often did she repeat
i do this or that because Orlando pre-
fers it. do not want such thing, it
would displeasef my husband. That color?
Orlando does not like it.
She said these things simply because
she was convinced, adored him and
thought only of pleasing him. Soon the
family began to repeat after her:
yes, but if such a thing should dis
please Orlando?.
Don Agostino always did the buying
OF the household PROVISIONS nacaroni,
cheese, oil, olives. preserves of all sorts,
such as well to do families generally keep
in large quantities. Now, nothing was
ever pure enough, fine enough.
You understand that Orlando
For the young people nothing was TOO
good; the older family sometimes put up
with q second quality. But an artist!
Now the artist, the delicate Monteforte,
had no such needs at ell; SO things GO in
this world. Nourisbing dishes, without
the slightest delicacy, still constituted his
favorite diet.
But though he did not suspect the
trouble that was taken on his account,
the others found their reward in admir-
ing his robust appetite.
Happiness is always happiness-that is,
a beneficent atmosphere, whatever the
elements of which it is formed.
Never was an idol surrounded with
more assiduous care; but never did an
idol spread about him more good humor,
a more amiable disposition to obIige. Not
that he reciprocated with the same ex-
cessive sentiments that he inspired. No
He always kept the imperturbabiiity of
adored gods; but this imperturbability
remained underneath; the surface was
agreeable and charming.
Did the father-in-law wish to go out?
He hesitated long before going to inter-
rupt his son-in-law at his work, and,
nevertheless, always decided to do it.
Could you leave your picture today,
do you think, and go with me?7
Never any hesitation; his son-in-law
went out with him.
This was. because Orlando was always
ready to breathe the open air; but the
father loved to think that the young man
was sacrificing something for him and
did it without annoyance, through friend
ship for his person.
TO tell stories to ones self and believe
them, that is the whole secret Of happi-
ness.
Orlando, as we have seen, was but a
marvellous instrument ready to vibrate
under the balmy breath of the art and
poetry of others; production was not his
lot
But even that gave him a great intel
lectual superiority over the family of his
wife.
AS the days went on they assembled a
little towards the ideal; Orlando, on the
other hand, descended towards them.
In very cold weather did you never
feel this sensation?
Into a close and heated room some one
comes from oatside-a charming person,
well dressed, still carrying in his clothes,
in the SILVER of hisfiesh and in his breath
the cold of the street mingled with the
perfume Of a bouquet Of violets.
Spring seems to enter with this per-
son, uniting the perfume of fresh flowers
to the warmth Of April.
Orlando seemed to come from lofty
submits, open to all the winds of heav-
en-; he brought into their existence. half
way down the hill, remnant Of sharp
air with a perfume of the ideal.
One day Ferucci came to see Orlando
towards the end of the day-an unusual
thing. Neapolitan life is inhospitable;
they seldom receive at meal time
But b1onteforte consulted him as to his
picture for the next exposition, q. picture
not as bad as his ordinary painting.
Ferucci's neighborliness and well rooted
reflection had had salutary influence
upon his work.
The day declined before they knew it.
Suddenly Teresa bethought herself Of
the old painters poverty. Had not her
husband regretted, when they lived with
their parents, his inability to. ever keep a
conrade to dinner? Was not Ferucci
one of those whom he had oftenest
wished to invite? Was he not also the
most lonely and disinherited of them
all?
She hesitated, nevertheless, FOR to in
vite him required an amount Of resolu-
ton difficult for her tinidity to over
come. It was condescension from all
her habits, from the established custom;
and she feared that the cold supper
would be insufficient, unfit to offer.
After all, = thought she, 'sOrlaudo has
told me that he lived on so very little.
We have fish picked in lemon juice,
meat. olives. cheese and GOOD wine.