The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1890-07-16
A High-Priced Artist.

III III cIeSauLly dppOluteo Stuoio' no'
a hundred miles from Hartford, sat one
of our noted artists in thought. He
was earnestly contemplating design
for cathedral window, and look OF
annoyance flashed across his face as
the door suddenly flung open to admit
the figure of 4 lady. The look vanished
instantly, however, as the artist ad.
vance to meet his visitor.
Are you Mr.. p" asked the lady
shortly, vet casting q furtive glance at
her muddy boots, buried deep in the
pile Of the beautiful Persian rug.
Il am, madam"
Well" continued the lady, with ar
air of Importance, Il have brought
you commission. want you to de.
sign the toe of this slipper for me. The
design itselti is to be embroidered in the
shape of slipper. 1t is for the City
Mission fair and I must have it i'm.
mediately. Can't you do it while }
waltz"
Pardon me, madam" courteously
replied the artist, your kindness in
giving me the commission is fully ap.
preciated, but as I have not the honor
of knowing you must ask you to pay
me in advance y
"Oh, certainly" responded the lady.
with great readiness. drawing out q
well-flled purse. How much will il
pe?"
-Four hundred and seventy-fve dol.
lars. madam"
'Whatm screamed his visitor.
-Four hundred and seventy-fve dol.
lars" calmly responded the gentle
man.
What do you mean?" demanded
the lady, growing more and more as
tonished.
Just what I say, madam" quietly
answered the artist. Il think yor
have made some mistake. The com.
mission you have pleased to bring me
is entirely out of my line. If you will
visit one of the places for fancy stamp
ing. in Pratt or Trumble street yor
will succeed in getting your work done
to your entire satisfaction, I have nc
doubt"
The lady gave final glance around
the studio, filed with European curlos
of every description and adorned with
artistic works, from the magnificent
picture in oils, covering half the wall,
to dainty, delicious little landscape,
which in its very dclicacy was a marvel.
and, with another look at her muddy
shoe and parting. We'll, I don't be-
licve you are the kind of artist l am
looking for" Ito which the gentleman
courteously replied: Il am afraid not,
madam') she sailed out of the room,
remarking to herself-as she savagely
punched the elevator annunciator. and
glared at two conflicting shades Of red,
which were mentally swearing at each
other about her dress-"I thought
artists were always ready for work,
and glad to get it, too."-HaSJor0
CouTa7a.
Tennyson N. Twfggs-"Would i:
make any difference if should read this
poem to you, or leave it here for you to
read?" The Editor-"Yes I think it
would. If you leave it you'll 60 out
of the door; but if you read it you may
go out of the Window -Lippt,scotts
Magazine
Father-"My son, you must not dis
pute with your mother in that way"
Boy-'But she's in the wrong"
Father-'That makes no difference,
and you might as well learn, my child,
once for all, that when lady says
thing is so it is so, even if 1t isn't so."-
Rck-Me-Up.
A Sunday-school teacher was giving
less IN in Ruth. She wanted to bring
out the kindness of Boaz in command
ing the reapers to drop large handfuls
of wheat. Now, children" she said,
"Boaz did another nice thing for Ruth;
can you tell ME what it WASP"
Married her. said one of the boys
Christian Register.