Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1891-02-14

Meanwhile Ned Egbert wrote to his |
father that he was diligently studying
from nature" and that his gratitude
for the paternal clcmency was still un.
diminished.
Autumn had come. Tho sketches
Ned sent home for inspection were all
Of bare boughS and paths carpeted
with yellow leaves and ileltl- VI stub.
BILE. The summer boartlers lad wan.
shed like thistledown, and II was
pleasant to set up his easel In the warm
kitchen, and paint Bessie cleaning
spoons, or Bessie pairing apples, o.
Bessie beating eggs
Ono day by accident he placed one
Of these sketches in the parcel h. resu
isrly sent home for his fathers inspcc
ton. The mill board had slipped uu
der the strctcher Of n large canvas.
When tho box was opened his Aunt
Penelope pounced ON Il In II second,
and her Dyes sparklcd ms she said
"Ah, haw
"a figure piece" said old Egbcrt.
"And by Joyc. tho best Of tho bunchl"
From nature evidently" said Mis-.
Penelope, 'and very pretty girl.r
After "A fow moments inspection size
added. "Bro,hcr, think you might ns
well let Ned go TO Europe this winter. -
"Ycs, yes; think will" answered
the old gentleman, regarding the girl
making pies with great satisfaction.
Tho next evening but one Miss Pencil.
ope nllghted from the Prattsvilc stage
1T Nm. Bcck's door. She had travelled
many hours. rs on N matter Of life and
death lndccds Il seemed to her TO DO
one. Her heart was full Of anxiety.
but she was woman who know how
to control tho expression Of her feel.
lngs.
Shc bcamcd upon tho farmers wife
sho bcanod upon her nephew; she
bcamcd upon Bessie, who was dccorat.
Ing pic plato with daisies by tho light
OF kerosene lamp.
II know you will put mo somewhere
for the night" sho said TO Mn Beck,
"and am going to casy Ned away
with tue tomorrow. Your father was
20 delighted with your sketches, cspc
cially the flgup piece. that no think,
you might a. we'll go TO Europe ut once
Mr.. Brush N going, and will Introduce
you 10 tho proper people. Really
think figures are your forte. This younl
lady must hnvo been yonr original fol
the pie baker,
Bessie blushed violently.
"Quitc an artist herself" said Mis-
Penelope, putting up her cycglass q
inspect tho pie plate. ''Daisicsl How
pretty Now, tell mo you are delight
cd. Ned, to be 80 near Europe"
But Nod could not speak chccrfully
He was miserable at tho thought OF b,
Ing sent away from Bcssie--oi bein
divided from her by the ocean. Fear
that 81 Hawkins, tho dapper clerk q
tho store would cut him out trouble
him.
lilo could scarcely have hoped {
lingcr at BcSdc's side making sketch'
Of her forever; but Aunt PcnoIope's a
rival aud tho news she gave him cam
like tho shock OF nm earthquake.
IL was quite impossible, however, fo
him TO do anything about IT, lie VI
swept away by tho early stage, with II
opportunity TO bid Bessie any adic
mora tender than might DO oiierc
amid tic assembled family In the froi
. hall.
His eyes were full OF tears; so wei
BcSsio's. What not one whisper, NJ
I. ono kiss-to tell the truth, II would NJ
!. he tho first that hc Ind stolen--no, NJ
I, even one long pressure OF the hand. j
4 was In tho stage; thoy were ava
!, Aunt Penelope was talking OF art, al
!, .he was wishing that he dared cover !
face and cry.
'Bessiein his heart cried out, "B'
sie!n but his lips dared not utter
!, word. And still, WHEN no hal rcach'
4 homo and Mr. Brush had been ask
:, 10 dine with them, and all tho Ia
!. was Of Europe and great painters, ~
= tile old masters, and his future PR
poets. he began 10 glow again with q
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