Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1896-02-07
II rs THE FACE.

~ WtT al lAbi@ic di1u W biao httsSDH Di III
yeur whsn the old world city IL full {
Strangers from every part of tho globe
The rush of visitors made little difTel
<nc0 to Paul Rizcni, tho wood curyor, e.
copt that II brought him now and again
private order.
One day q stranger passsd the littl
workshop and was attracted by largo IN
! finished panel thnt leaned against tho sid
nf the window, and giancing ut tho work
naDship he noticed tho worker within.
Paul lifted bis head and met rho gazcr'
eyes, and the stranger smiled and hurrie,
on. But after that no passed the corne
i constantly, and Paul got to look for hi
| honest, cheery face and Kind blue eyes
lie was an old man and English, every bi
OF him.
Al last ono day ho knocked at the low
door, and panl admitted him.
Gould you execute n littlo order fol
MOI hg asked. II want to surprise my
littlo granddaughter with ono of your
beautiful crucihxes"
Certainly" Paul answered "It will
give me great pleasure, but l am very
busy, and you must allow ipo some time. .
II want 1t for an Easter gift. -
Paul calculated. tYcs, / think / can
let you haze It,
~ am hindcring you, fear, tho old
man said, but have peeposl at your worl;
so often through the window, and that
was so unsatisfactory. You are great
artist''
"Do you find me sop he said in his for
eign way. THAT panel Will sell fer 4
francs, and shall get ono Great artists
are paid better than that, signorr
"Why don't you demand just valued"
"Oh, why should / carer IL they gave
me /, 900 francs, 1t would be tho same--I
should only work on and ON. Ave, signor,
love my arti Do you know the petal OF
that rose took mo ono whole week to bring
to perfcction?"
II can Imagine it. 1t is suporbl But I
like your faces best Those angels on that
shiold''-
''Ah, but they do not satisfy me. My
angels face l have not attempted yet, bat
have seem it. ] go to bcnediction at St.
Marks every night to watch it and carve
1t on my soul, and ono day l shall produce
it,
Tho old man took his departure But
no camo again and again. making each
time some excuse to speak about tho cru
cihx, and gradually he won Pauls conf
dence, and tho carver told him his story.
Ho belonged by birth to the old Italian
aristocracy, but his hoyhood had been
passed in troublous times, and his family
had had to fly from tho country Gradu-
ally he had worked his way back to his ma
1.-Two Italy, the seat of all art and beauty,
md there no had settled down to his lifes
dreams.
That night In st. Marks ut benadiction.
when he knelt gazing at his angel face,
a crl, et, IL
rane. His angel had turned her face and
net his eyes, and she had flushed with
,motion, and ho realized il vas the lowell
less of living woman, no ethereal spirit, /
vs. he had almost grown to believe +
His old friend wondered at his change,
md at last Paul told him.
81 am in love, " lie cried rcstlessly, "and
must-I win possess her.
"But, my friend, thought
Eyes, that is true. l only SEQ her In
hurch. Wo have never spoken
Most wonderful the old man muttor-
d to himself as no walked home ''But /
fish it hadn't happened. II have been
0 slow. ] ought to have brought him to
30 Ellean before. Now it is too late
h, and they were SO suitod-buth so
urc, so beautiful, SO idoaHc!p
"Gsrandpa," Ellcan said to him one
ycning-it was Easter oyc-sitting at his
net In her white silk gown and resting hor
cantiful arm across his knees, grandpa,
want to confess TO you. l nm in Lowell"
"Eh9 Eh9 What's this?''
" Nothing, dear, for it is nothingl 1t
only "a faco--a faco that haunts mo night
nd ay-that--that--oh you cannot un-
,rstand, but my soul goes out to that
&c. 4"
"a gentleman to SEQ you, sir. have
kcd him into tho salon. A foreigner, /
ink, sir-Signoro Ritz--Ritz'-
81 know. That will do. Excuse me Is
inuto, my dear"
Paul was standing at his full height
.zing into the fire, and the red glow lit
, his distinguished features, and the old
an, looking upon him, realized what
londid man he was and no wished Ellean
uld have seen him thus.
How kind of you to bring tho cruciflx
urself, my dear friend L see you have ,
With u cry of wonder, delight and amaze.
mt no seized it in his hands and touched
, angels faco that stood out st the tor I
the cross. +
1t is Ellcanr' Then, recovering him. c
I, no gresped tho art lists hand II can
thank you-it is all SO maryeous-but @
ne with me. Let her thank you-youI l.
gel, you know" !
Paul followed the old man to Ellcan's !,
m in u d1cam and stood at tho thrcsh.
gazing at the GIRL who cmno toward
m as il, nftcr oil, she could not DO very I
h and blood. {,
Elloan, my child What is it?r S,
Tho was tottorlng toward her grandpa II
r "That-that!" she cried. at IL 8,
faco-the face / have loved SO longr' :,
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