The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1893-09-16

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time the young man placed the sketch
in position. Turning presently. he
be!leld MATHS transformation.
! Old and sla bby as the dress was, torn
here and there and revealing beneath
glimpses of coarse stockings and
clumsy boots, it became her wonder
fully AS result of much polishing
with soap and water her face shone
again and her arms and neck were
looked no longer a long, stumbling
girl, but a tall, bright, respondent
young lady.
+! 1t was no use. Brinkley could not
conceal his admiration. MATHS arms
alone were enough to make painter
wild with delight.
| "Why, Matt, you look positively
magnificent! l had no idea you were
so pretty
i The girl blushed with pleasure.
F! The young man worked away for a
good hour and half. at the end of
which time he put the finishing touch
to the sketch.
''Finis coronal opus!" he cried.
''Look, A!att!'
Matt examined the picture with un-
conscious delight. 1t was herself,
/ little idealized, but quite characteris-
tic and altogether charming.
MAY take it homer" she asked
eagerly.
It'll get you to leave it few days
longer. must get frame for it,
Matt, and then you shall have it all
complete. Now, let me look at you
again." he said, taking her by both
hands and looking up at her sunny
face. Are you pleased? Will you
take care of the picture for the paint
! er's sake?''
MATHS answer was embarrassing.
She quietly sat down on his knee and
gave him smacking kiss.
'Matt! Matt!' he cried. You
mustn't
! But she put her warm arm round his
neck, and rested her cheek against his
shoulder.
II should like to have pretty dresses
and gold bracelets and things, and go
away from William Jones and to stay
! with you"
''Nly dear,' said Brinkley. laughing,
''you couldn't. 1t wouldn't be proper"
"Why not?" asked Matt, simply.
'sThe world is censorious, little one,
/ am a young man; you are young
| lady. We shall have to shake hands
| soon and say good-by. There, there"
| bo caoinr ho,, oraS fiji with
tears, I'm not gone yet. I must stay
as long as I can, only-really-yo
must look upon me as quite an old fell
low. am awfully old, you know, COM
pared to you
He gently disengaged himself, and
Matt sat down on a camp stool close
by. Her face had grown very wistful
and sad.
'Matt,' he said, anxious to change
the subject, ;'tell me something more
about William JONES'
body-but you
"Really?"
eyes, do 7@,.
swell, feel greatly fattered. But
about the gentle Jones? You say he
was out all last night?"
| Matt nodded.
';He goes out nigh every night" she
said. land often don't come home till
morning. Sometimes he finds things
and brings EN-. He finds bits o gold,
and old ropes, and bottles O. rum
every odd. Where?''
''He don't tell; / know
Il wish you'd tell me, Matt. Do.
have particular reason for wanting
the information.
| Matt hesitated.
sYou won't say told? William
tones would be downright wild, he
would
''I'll keep the secret faithfully.
Now?"
Thus urged, Matt informed her
| friend that on two occasions, out of
curiosity, she had followed her guar
dian on his nightly pilgrimages and
watched him go in the direction of the
! Devils Caldron. On both occasions
the night was very dark. On getting
clear of the coast-guard station, and
among the sand hills, Jones had lighted
a lantern which he carried. Trembling
and afraid, she had followed the light
along the cliffs; then out among the
sand hills. But all at once the light
and it's bearer had disappeared into
the solid earth, leaving her to find her
way home in terror.
The explanation of all this was, in
MATHS opinion, very simple. William
Jones was bad man and went to
| ''visit the fairies
Eyes, she cried, land every time he
goes the fairies give him summat, and
he brings it home"
each time you followed him. asked
Brinlsley, thoughtfully, che disap-
peared at about the same place?'
EYES," said Matt; ''and the light and
him sunk right down and never come
up again
The result of the information thus
communicated was to leave the young
man of the caravan far more curious
than ever. He determined to turn the
10 1,1oe ~, IVi11ioro 1nnoS and RI watch