Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1892-01-23

dalntlly from her hand. "And it is
really as well-at least, SO far as / am
concerned-that the ride is deferred"
she went on. when / went to the hos
pital this morning | found Poor Bonita
wandering in mind, and my presence
seemed to soothe ner So l will go back
at once. Adios. my beauty"-she patted
the horses arching neck-"are you sorry
that you will not have to carry me this
morning."
II am sure that he is, if may be al
lowed to interpret his sentiments by my
own," said Derwent. "And you are go
ing to the hospital, senorita? l can say
nothing against such a charitable inten-
ton; but before you spoke-so quick is
thought was about to propose visit
to the canada. Ever since you said that
| you would like picture of it, have
been anxious to try what my efforts can
accomplish in the way of sketch"
"But l thought you disclaimed any
| artistic skill" she said, with some sur
prise.
81 said that was not an artist. That
is true. But l have little facility in
sketching from nature, though not much
training. l Icsnnot promise you finish
ed picture, but may make passable
drawing of the ravine."
II shall be delighted" she said. II
hope that You will try. And surely my
absence cannot matter. You do not
need assistance in your drawing"
t.Oh, yes" said Derwent, though he
had the grace TO blush, II need your as
sistance to determine the best point of
view-that is, the one you would prefer.
But will take my materials and follow
my own Judgment. Then, when you
have finished your charitable ministra-
tions, you will perhaps come and tell Inc
if you like my choice"
"Yes, will come" she said, smiling.
And then, without waiting to change
her dress, she walked away toward the
village on the other side of the gardens.
Derwent stood and watched her as
| long as she was in sight. The close
| fitting habit showed every line of her
statuesque figure and the perfect grace
with which sac moved, as she passed
down one OF the shady avenues, her
favorite companion, beautiful grey
hound, walking beside her and looking
as thoroughbred rs herself. All around
stretched the grounds, dappled with sun
shine and shadow, while the long vista
of the tree arched avenue held only the
| one moving figure, as perfect picture,
| in the heart of the green loveliness.
Derwent gave deep sigh. "If could
| only paint that!" he said half aloud, and
then turned, with some confusion, to
find Padre Francisco beside him.
"What is that you would like to
paint?' asked the priest. This view of
the gardens? Yes, it is very charming.
But is not that Dona Zarifa that see
walking away, yonderY How is it that
your usual ride is not to be taken9"
Derwent explained, adding, $50 Dona
Zarifa has gone to the hospital to see
some poor woman who is wandering in
her mind
"Benita. Yes; she will die, l fear"
"And am going to try and sketch the
canada. Will you come, padre mio, and
see my failure?"
II will come for little while and see
your success" the padre answered, 'for
/ do not think that you are likely to at
tempt anything in which you would
fail"
II should not wish to attempt what I
knew to be beyond my powers, certain
ly. But man cannot always tell be-
forehand whether he will succeed in an
effort, even when he thinks he may"
"If he has gauged his powers correctly
he can generally tell, at least, in some
degree. You, Senor Derwent, know
pretty accurately, think, what you can
do"
~ wish did!' said Derwent devoutly.
"But lam, like other men, misled by van
ity; l sometimes essay tasks beyond my
strength and fail shall probably fail
in making this sketch, but mean to try.
Fortunately have sketching materials
with me, for thought would do some
thing of the kind in Mexico. This viii!
be my first attempt"
A few minutes later, with portfolio
under his arm and accompanied by the
padre, he was ON his way to the ravine,
where he had spent many delightful
hours since the day when he was first
introduced to it. They tried various
points of view, and it was finally de-
cided that the sketch should be made
from the pavilion. So Derwent settled
himself, with the more satisfaction be-
cause he had support on the railing for
his book and a roof overhead to keep
away the intrusive rays of the sun. Pa
Dire Francisco fingered, talking pleasant
ly, until he was finally at work; and
then, saying that his own work awaited
him, he took his departure, with many
wishes for the success of the picture.
AS his slender, cassocked figure went