The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-05-06

for the mueZZin's morning and evening
salutation to the faithful to gather for
prayers to be heard, two artists had fig
uratively pitched their tent among the
Arabs for a winters study of Moorish
scenes and life.
Not altogether figuratively had their
tent been raised. Theyhad found little
habitation in one OF the shadowy streets,
of the Rue Porte Neuve, in which
Iounged and snored their two servants
and was stored their belongings, but
which, after their artists curiosity as to
detail had been gratitied, became so darl,
and prison-like that they had transferred
their actual habitatiOn to the open ter
race above.
Here, underneath a gaily-colored avn
ing. they worked and ate and slept, and,
in time, grew to be familiar objects TO the
Moorish women upon the outstretching
terraces about them, who, as the months
slipped by became less heedful Of their
haik hidden charms and often, as If un-
guardedly, favored the young and excel
lently behaved infidels with tantalizlng
glimpses Of beauteOus face and form.
These artists were Harry Casselearth,
an Englishman, and Jack Nader, an
American Casselearth was a figure
painter: Nader, a landscape artist. They
had studied in Paris together; both had
gained excellent regulations for their
work: and ties of keenest sympathy held
them closely together. These were the
genuine friendship which had grown out
of equal enthusiasm and fidelity in their
vocation and the accidental and perhaps
more important bond of being betrothed
- 70 sisters
The latter bond had a somewhat curious
origin From motives of economy they
l., Tod a cfY
One morning while at their work they
were surprised by the entrance of five
American ladies.
Executed from the same model, " said
Nader under his breath to his friend.
But a perfect model and wonderful
execution - rejolned CasSelearth, inviting
the ladies to seats.
The five ladies might have been taken
for sisters. ranging from p years of age
TO Is, or thereabout; and they were so
frank and engaging in their manner, so
winsome in their type of beauty and so
self-possessed in their directness. and
modesty of speech, that the companion
artists were at once aglow with enthus-
iasm and interest.
eve have been directed here in the
hope of securing excellent portraits, - said
the elder of the ladies pleasantly. II wish
portrait of each of my daughters. -
Your daughters madam began Mad
der after the fine manner of the French.
''Your sisters, I should rather presumed
eve should prefer the compliments on
canvas" replied the lady quietly but en-
gagingly; whereupon both the artists
Calculated, "Ohr "Ah." "Ex-
actly!" or something of that sort,
in a confused way, Harry Casselhearth
was introduced as the portrait painter;
and Mrs Marley, before leaving the
studio, had arranged for portraits of
Miss Harriet Manley and the Misses
Edith, Emily and Cecil Marley, at
daZed and bewildered upon the ladies
This is pure good luck Nader. Do
YOU know what it will do for us, old
boy?n
Il know what it has done for me al
ready, Harry" replied Nader moodily.
I'm goner this time ~
''Not-not the second one; not Miss
Edith, jack" asked Casselearth in evil
dent trepidation.
"No; the eldest, Harriet. won't soon
forget her name
Nonsense, Jack! This won't do for
either of US. What meant was that this
twenty-five hundred francs will just give
us that glorious winter we have been
praying for in Algiers. Funds are get
ting low all around, Madder. I'll do
these portraits in six weeks time, sure.
Then, by November, We'll be off for the
White City with the swallowsn'
You're a grand fellow, Harry Won
der who they are, anyhow"
"Oh, some of your enterprising title
hunting countrywomen, no doubt Let
me see. Here's the order book and ad-
dresses. Um-m m Must be done at the
earliest possible moment. OF course.
That settles it. Americans-Pssh!-
Zip!-Bang Ordered by Mrs. Endicott
Manley, bingham, Boston, Mass, U. S.
A Do you know anything about Hing
ham, Boston, Mass, Jackl"
Sure! Lovely old spot Rich, blue
blood there. They're evidently some
body; if they are Yankees, as you Brit
ons, call us, Harry"
Somebody, Nader / should remark !
never saw five so fine women together
in one place in all my life. BY Jovel I'd
marry the whole family, if l could-iust
for models Jack. Besides, | never saw
such a sweet, good look in woman's eyes,
as glowed from that Edith Man
ley,s!"
Now it seemed to me there was a perfect
radiance of calm and tender steadfastness
in hers Harry, I'd paint that girls form
for a Venus, and her face for a Cecilia's
If were youm
The two artists here turned and faced
each other for moment with a puzzled
look which gradually relaxed into an al.
most ludicrous smile. They nodded their
heads for little, when CasselearJh said
with sigh.
Jack, these portraits will be our ruin
We are in the same boat this time"
'I'm afraid we are, Harry; and in a
boat that won't float into the right port
either!"
"Oh, well, we'll winter with the swal
lows. contemplate the Moorish beauties
and forget what can't be hoped for" re
turned Casselearth cheerily; when they
returned with extraordinary quiet tc
their work
The sittings were rapidly given and the
four portraits were brought along
together famously The charming Mrs.
Manley and her still more charming
daughters invariably came to the studio
together, and their presence grew to be
a positive inspiration to the two artists
This came not only from the certain though
unspoken attachment which was gradually
developed between the elder daughters
and the artists, but from the sympathetic
appreciation by all the ladies of complete
and incomplete work within the studio.
There were many charming interiors
and grouping of Normandy and Brittany
peasants from the brush of Casselearth
with several Breton coast studies, valley
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