Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1896-04-22

consensus Of opinion Of the most com
petent judges In artistic circles-th
academicians themselves. We refe
to Edward Hardy, whose ''Dawn O
Love" has made such a sensation, an,
Is attracting such vast crowds to Bur
Ington house,
Il am astonished with the success
the picture has met with, though
felt 1t was the best bit Of work Nv,
ever DONE" rejoined the artist. "Whil,
1t was In progress 1t enchanted me 81
much that 1t grew as though painted
by divine hands. And when in II,
presence the genius Of painting al
ways appeared to guide my brush Ii
whatever work I was engaged. ]
begin a new picture tomorrow"
Il shouldn't, old fellow: why not
take a good rest?" suggested the other
'Then you will have redoubled zes,
Tor your work."
''Yes, 1 think you're right" said
Hardy, after a pause; I'm feeling q bi
seedy, and l can now run to 1t, espe
cially after this" and he threw the
letter containing the check across the
table to his friend.
Its all right SO far as It goes, but
you might get four times that sum
for the picture before the academy
Closes" was his comment. "Your pa.
tron. however. Is worth cultivating-
a south African millionaire baronet"
Indeed. but l must accept his bid
money and have long been anything
but Intimate acquaintance, and now
It's Inclined to be chummy l mustn't
say 1t nay" laughed the artist. "What
should l say to this. chappie?" he went
on, passing the other letter.
THAT you will accept the commits
sion. If he can wait-as you are going
away for a month-those are your
ORDERS" said the critic, returning the
letters. I'm going to rest myself, and
shall take you Off with me to Paris for
! MONTH"
Having agreed to go by the express
from Charing Cross the following
night. they parted till then; the Jour-
nalist to finish his article and the paint.
er to answer his two correspondents.
1t would surpass the wit of man tn
Imagine a more miserable morning.
All night long the wind had blown
as though 1t meant to break Its record,
and with the daylight the rain came
down in that determined manner II
assumes when 1t intends to continue
all day.
AS the miserable hours Of daylight
waned the gale was still undiminished.
and as our travellers turned Strand
ward they thought the cab must be
blown into nothingness; however, II
Intact, and they were soon
racing toward the sea in the express.
AS they approached Dover the rain
ceased and the wind dropped consider
ably, but there was still enough left
% indicate a rough passage.
They We're soon moving toward the
to board the steamer. The
journalist was descending and the ar
tist about to follow, when a sudden
blow in the back sent him almost Off
his legs. Hastily looking around, he
was surprised to see a young lady
sitting In the middle of the gangway,
md he at once assisted her up.
MAY I offer you my arm?' he asked
THANK you; must accept. else ]
shall never reach the boat"
They were soon on board. and the
ady sought the saloon. The artist
md his friend paced the deck during
The passage. and as the wind dropped
he moon rose and the stars came out.
So enjoyable became the scene that
hey were sorry when they arrived at
Calais.
1t Sas not till Paris was reached
hat Hardy again spoke to his fair
lssailant As they were exchanging
.ards she suddenly exclaimed: "Oh,
here's my father-I must intro
luce you" At that instant a tall. el-
lerly, jovial-looking man came up and
vas introduced as Sir Henry Greet,
md the daughter told how Hardy had
'aved her from what might have been
! nasty accident
TT is an unexpected pleasure to meet
Iuch a famous artist" said the baron
It you and your friend must dine |
With us to-night-we are at the Hotel |
le rAthenee, Rue Scribe"
The dinner was a jolly affair, and |
Il Its conclusion they separated with |
,uoyant spirits. Especially was this
he case with Hardy, upon whom Miss |
1reet had made . deep Impression. |
During the next few days they met |
and ere long their friend
hip ripened into something which the
lrtist concluded must be love.
They visited the salon together, and |
lid all the sights In each others society |
had eyes and ears for nothing else
tut their individual selves. When the |
lrtist and the journalist left the gay
curse when he was told that the for
ner was engaged to Miss Greet. The
and his family were to stay an
,ther month in Paris.
Nv.
Hardy had Just finished his morning
,ipe and was selecting q subject suit
BILE for the commission he had to exc
ute. His mind was brimful Of ideas
or paintings, so that 1t was no easy
ask to make a choice. At length he
lecided that the work should be called
Beside Still Waters"-a lady strolling
n the twilight by a quiet stream. read
ng a letter from her lover.
"NOw. Miss Nash. II you please. we
vill begin," he said to his model. and
placed her In the desired position.
'hen the artist took up his palette and
rush and seated himself in front of
he blank canvas.
Then 1t was that his eyes missed a
sight, and they glared
round the studio In bewilderment
With an effort and . sigh he pulled
imaelf To 0etheP and 0ottl06 dawn to