Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1891-04-08

and this ~ .i4,e. OF shall make yon
CAME -, my dungeon" said Murii.
: &C. u,i,li 10 The boy, who continued 10
70 m ~ hand Of his trousers without re-
| plying 49,. a.. -. ,, ali
n Ynrillo, pulling his sar 80
aNo one, master. no one replied the
rambling sohastien, With cacurness
"That 4 filser exclaimed Mnrillo.
"No one brtme swear TO you, master
cried the mulatto. throwing himself 90. pc
knre, In the middle ofthe studio aud hold
lnp ogt biz little hands In supplloation b.
fore Ms master.
aLisicn to me-" pursued Murilo II
wish TO knos who has skctched this heti
Of the ylrgin and MI Tho figures which my
, pupll. md every morning here on coming
10 Inc stniio This night. In place " SO
Ing ~ I'D, you shall keep watch; and II by
tomorrow you do not discover who the
/ culpril Il yon shall have twenty-five
strokes from the lch You hcny-l have
| said q. now W ami grind the color, ani
| you, gentlemen, To work.
From the commencement til the iefmi
nailon of tho hour NJ Instruction MuniIn
| was too much absorbed with his pencil 10
allow word TO bc spoken but what fe'
rsr,led their occupation, but the moment
he DISAPPEARED th. pupils mafle ample
amends for this restraint, and ~ the IN
known painter occupied all their Thoughts
the conversation naturally turned 20 that
subject.
"ilewarc, sebastian. 81 the lash sald
Mendez. 'aud watch for the ouiprii, but
give uo the Naples yellow
"you do not need t., Senior Mentez'
You have made u yellow enough nltcdy..
| And ~ 70 the cnlprIt, have ALREADY tod
| you that Il i the Iombl."
"Aw these ucgrocs fools or asses WITH
| their ZaInbif" said Gonxalo. lAughlg.
"Pray. what r. Iombii"
"oh. au Imaginary bolng. Of course. Bat
take circ, Senior Uonsalo." continued =
bAstian. with lnischleyous glance at BIZ
easel, "for Il must bs the Zombl who has
| stretched the leit arm Of your st. John TO
| such length that, u the right resemble.
| Il, he will be- able 20 unite his shocstring,
4 without stopping
"Do YOU know, gentlemen" said fstufiiE,
g. he glanced Mt the painting, that the ".
marks Of sebastian arr extremely Just, and
much to the poln,w
"Oh, they sAy that negroes have the lace
N an ape and the tongue of parrot. ~
Joined Goaralo, Ia tnne of indifference
"With this distinction" ohscrsod fcrii'
nand, "that tho parrot repeats by r0,e,
while sebastian has Judgment la his "
marks"
like tho parrot. by chance" returned
GonEalo,
who knows" said McndeE, who had
not digcsicd the Naples yellow. that frJm
grinding tho eol0rs he may one day aston.
i,h rs rs showing ho knows ono from an
othcri"
'sro know one color from another aud 10
| know how TO use them Are two very dlf.
/ fercnt thlngs,' replied Sebastian. whom
the liberty of the studio allowed TO Join In
the conver.Ation u the pupils; aud the
truth ohligcs Nv to confess that his uVts
was 20 exquisite. hls eye 20 correct, that
many Of them did no, dlsdnin TO follow the
advice be frequently gave them respecting
their paintings. Although they sometime,
amused themselves by teasing the little
inulatio. he was q great iayorite With them
all, and this evening. on quitting the
strllo, each giving him friendly tap on
the shoulder counseled him To Keep strict
watch and catch thc zombl for fear Of the
lash.
Il was night and tho studio Of Murillo,
the most celebrated naIn,rr In seyille-tbis
studio, which duringrhe day was No cheer.
.nl aud animatctl-was now silent NJ tho
grave. A single lamp burned upon a mar.
bio table, aud young boy, Whose sable
hue hnrInoniled with tho surrounding
darkness. but Whose eyes sparkled ike
diamond. at midnight, leaned against an
easel immo,able and stlll, he was 70
deeply absorbed In bis medliatlons that
the door of the studio wa. opened by one
who several times called him 6y name. aud
who, on receiving no answer, approached
and touched MIN. sebastian raised M
eyes, which rested on tall and handsome
negro.
''why do you come herc, fatherf" said
he In a melancholy tone.
"ro keep you company, Sehastlan.n
There is no need, father; | can watch
alone"
clint what n the zornbl sbonid co,ne,p
~ do not fear him. replied tho bow.
with persiyc smile.
ale may carry you away. my son. and
then the poor negro Conner will have no
one 10 console him ia nj, nlayery.p
"oh, how sad-how dreadful Il A, 10 lie a
Iayci' exclaimed the boy, weeping Bit
icrly.
"lt Is the will OF God" replied the negro,
with an air u resignation.
"Godi' CALCULATED sebastian, a. he raised
his eyes To the dome Of the studio, through
which the star. gllttcr,d. God I pray
To him, my father land he will /.
one day listen TO mel, that We NAV no |
longer lie SLAVES; hut 10 20 bed. father. 90.
90. and l shall 20 TO mine there In that
,orner, and 1 shall soon fall a,lecp. Good
nlght, father, good night
Are you really not afraid Of the Zombl,