The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1890-01-04
THE YOUNG ARTIST.
Story Of a "Frightful Caricature'
and It's Sequel

| draw carlcature OF the SchOOlmaSter
Sam became very much interested in
his work, and was quite unconscious
that he attracted the attention of the
master, who was surveying him steadily
over his spectacles.
He did not even notice when the lat.
ter rose from the desk, and with two OF
three strides reached the bench on
which our artist was seated.
Nicodemus Benton, A. B., contem
plated with intense Indignation the
picture now nearly completed. He did
not for an instant wander who it was
meant for, the resemblance was toe
striking. Sam was called to his senses
by a smart stroke from the ferule.
| Looking up in bewilderment, he beheld
the fiery eyes Of the master glaring al
him.
Samuel Hunter,' exclaimed that
functionary, in a deep, hoarse voice.
deeper and hoarser than usual, ''wha1
do you mean by spending your time in
drawing such frightful caricature Of
your teacher ?"
II didn't mean to make it frightful, -
| faltered Sam. II tried to make it look
like you.''
''You did, eh?" exclaimed the incensed
teacher. $50 it is your intention to in.
suit me, is it, by insinuating that I look
like that. I'll cure you of your i'm
pudence, and that shortly. Come out
into the floor"
Poor Sam, in fear and trembling,
| obeyed the command, and was forced
then and there to receive smart ferul.
ing.
''There," said the master, II hope that
will prove lesson to you-but for fea1
it should not be sufficient, I will send
you home with note acquainting your
parents with your reprehensible con.
Duct
Sam had never before heard the word
s'reprehensible," but the circumstances
in which he was placed interpreted it SC
clearly that he was not likely to for.
get it.
DESTROYS of deferring the punishment
which he foresaw, Sam hoped his father
would not be at home. But here he was
disappointed. Mr.. kHunter CHANGED to
be in the front yard as he came slowly
home.
"What sent you home 50 early?" he
demanded of Sam. 1.-THE school hasn't
let out yet, has tip"
'No, SIR" said Sam slowly, with his
| head cast down.
''Of course not, for tho clock is just
striking eleven. How, then, do you
happen to come out before the rest?
You have been behaving i'll, have you?'
questioned Mr.. Hunter, knitting his
brows, and looking steadily at his son,
who felt nervous and uncomfortable.
''The master gave me note to bring
to you,' said Sam, awkwardly, extend
ing the missive with a reluctant hand.
Mr.. uHunter took the note with sus-
picion of what the contents would
prove to be, and glanced his eyes rapid
ly over it.
Swell, SIR" he said, sternly, $50 it
seems you have been disgracing your
self. 1 am afraid shall never be able
to make any thing of you. Go and call
your MOTHER
Sam did as he was directed.
"Mrs. Hunter" said the father, sper-
haps you would like to know how your
son has been conducting himself at
school. Here is a note from his teacher. -
Mrs. Hunter looked frightened, not
being able to guess what enormity Sam
had committed, while her husband
cleared his voice and read as follows:
WEDNESDAY MORNING.
MR.. sHUNTER-De0r Sir: 1 regret to state
that your son Samuel, instead of improving
his time by attention to his school studies.
has occupied himself this morning in draw
ing frightful caricature of myself, thus in.
sulting me. and tending to subvert nv au.
thority over the rest of the scholars When
spoke to him on the subject he further in.
suited me by asserting that the picture looked
like me- send him home, confident that
you will not favor or defend such conduct.
shall be glad to receive him back when he
exhibits disposition to attend to his studies.
Very respectfully,
N1CoDEMUs BENTON.
Swell, sir, what have you to say for
yourself?" demanded Mr.. Hunter, stern
ly.
Sam bent his head.
Didn't you hear my question: de-
manded his father, in a louder and more
Imperative tone.
AAno w OidW, Sttlu odIu, III low
tone.
But what right had you to make your
teacher look frightful?''
The picture didn't look any worse
than ne does" said the boy with some
spirit.
i have heard enough" said Mr..
Hunter, sternly. $50 to bed and re-
main there the rest Of the day"
Ten years passed by, and the boy of
fourteen has become the young man Of
twonty -four.