Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1896-11-13

continue the conversation,
"Thcy doc say,r said old Dmgan, the
landlord, who had maintalncd u respect
full silence during the tpchnicsl carycr,
sation, ''as there's no leas than three
p'liceinen from lAzelworth ON dewtv
every nightin the ho,ise- 'coun, OF this
, Lady Avcling m her jewellery. Crc'm
wen fower,and.siE last night oil second
fcotmun-tossin'."
Toward sunset next day Mr. Watkins.
virgin canvas, easel and Il very cpns.d-
erable cuse of other appliances in hand
strolled up the pleasant pathway
through the beech woods 20 licnmer-
pond park and pitched his apparatus
in a strategic position cemmard.rg the
house. Here he MIS- observed by NV
T$phnel Sant, who was retl,rn.r ac-css
the park from study CT the cl,alk pits
His curiosity having hcon fired liy Por-
sons account of the new arrival, he
turned aside with the idea efd.scussir.
nocturnal art.
Mp. Watkins was apparently unaware
of his approach. a friendly conycrsu-
ton with Ludy Hnmmcrpond's butler
had just termipated, and that Individual
surrounded by the three Pet dogs which
! it wns his duty to take for nn air
ing after dinner had been served. was
receding in the distance. Mr.. Watkins
WINS mixing color with IN pirof great IN
dustry. SAINT, approaching mare nearly
was surprised to see the color In gues-
! ton was MS harsh md brilliant an
emerald green US II is possible TO inn
ngine. Having cultivated un extreme
sensibility 10 color from his earliest
years, he drew the mir in sharply between
! his teeth ut The very first glimpse OF
this brew. Mr.. Watkins TUNED round
He lool,cd annoyed.
what on earth nre you going to do
with that Density green Pn said SAINT.
Mr.. Watkins realized TINT his zeal TO
appear busy in the eyes Of the butler
hud evidently betrayed him into some
technical error. lie looked nj San, and
hcsitntcd.
Pardon my rudcncsr," said SAINT;
but really, that green is altogether too
amazing. IL came us II shopk, Whptd do
you mean to DO with it?"
Mr.. Watkins was collecting his re-
sources. Nothing could save the sitm-
ton but decision. "If you come here
interruptirg my work." lie said, "l'm
n-goin' 10 paint your face with IT,"
Sant retired, for he was humor.st
and peaceful man. Going down the
hill he met Person and wainwright.
'tEithpr tha, man is genius, or lie Is n
dangerous lunatic," said he. "Just 20
up and look al his green" And he con
tinucd his way, his countcnnnce bright
ened by pleasant anticipation of
cheerful affrny round mn easel in the
glonming. and the shedding OF much
green paint.
But TO Porson and Wainwright Mr..
Watkins wns less aggressive, ard cx-
planned thnt the green WINS intended TO
be the first conting of his picture. 1t
was, he admitted. in response 60 re-
mark, nn absolutely new method, in
vented by himself. But subsequently,
io became more reticent; he explained
lac was not going to-tell every passcr-by
the secret of his own particular style.
and added some scuthing remarks upon
the meanness OF people "harg rg.ngabout"
to pick up such tricks of the masters
ms they could, which Immediately re-
lieved him OF their company.
Twilight dcepencd, first one. then an
other star appeared. The rocks amid
the tall trees TO the left OF The house had
long since lapsed into elnmbrous silcwVc,
the house itself lost all the details ofits
architecture and became darlS-gray
outline, and then the windows of the
salon shone out brilliantly, the conscrvn-
tory was lighted up, and here and there
bedroom window burnt yellow. IInd
anyone approached the easel iu the park,
it would have been found deserted. One
brief, uncivll word In brilliant green
snllied the purity of it's canvas. Mr.
Watkins was busy ip the shrubhcry
with his assistnpt, who had discretely
Joined him from the carriage drive.
Mr.. Watkins was inclined 10 be self
congratulatory upon the ingenious de-
vice by whirh he had carried all his APP
pnratus boldly, and in the sight of all
lnen, right up TO the sc,ne OF opera
tions. tThat's the drcssing-room,y he
said TO his asdistan', "and. as soon as the
maid takes he candle away and goes
down to supper, we'll call n. Myl how
nice the house do look, TO be sure.
against the starlight, and with all its
windows and lights! swppme, Jim,
ulHHosb WISH WhS IL puinter cnup. Have
you fixed Liat there wire across the
path from The laundry2"
He cautiously approached the house
until he stood below the lressing-roo,n
window, ana began to put together his
folding Ladder. lie was much TOO cxpe-
rienced practitioner TO feel any uH-
usual excitement. Jim was recon-
noitering the smoxing-room. Sudden
ly, close beside Mr.. Watkins in the
bushes, ther; was violent crash and Il
stiiied cnres. Some one lad ,umbled
over the wire which his assistant had
just arranged. He heard sect running
on the grarcl pathway Icyepd. MIR.
Watkins, like all true artiste, was q
singularly shy man. and nc Incontincnt-
ly dropped his folding ladder and be-
| gan running circur,spcctigt through the
shrubbery. lie was indistmctly aware
of two people hot upon hic heels, and be
fancied that nc distinguished the OUT
line of his assistant IN front OF him.
In another moment he han. rnplted the
low stone wall bounding the shrubbery,