Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1899-02-10
THE MISSING MILLAIs

dult London afternoon was fading
szsay into a.murky twilight. One By
one the lamps lit up In the streets. and
the gloom gathered in the garnet In
which Jack Chatteris sat painting
Presently that gentleman threw down
brushes and palette with n sigh.
"Thank goodness, that's six finish
ed! I'll run down to old Broadbear
before he shuts up shop. Then l car
buy new pair of boots for tomOr
row."
He laughed rather bitterly and strod,
across to the window to took out upor
the chimneypots of Camden Town.
The prospect was not celebrating
but It exercised weird fascination
upon Jack Chatteris as he stood Mt the
window OF his garnet and ratified two
halfpennies against a latchkey thai
was IA week behind In Its rent. A
CLEAN of gold shone In the western
sky behind the forest of chimneypOts
THAT Is the gold Of her hair,
thought Jack.
A very dirty chimney stack writhed
hldeously In the foreground
That's me-" thought Jack sadly
land she's as far away from me as the
sunset"
And, after all, "she" was only as fur
away AZ Park lane.
Jack was painting her portrait
which when finished, was to he sub
mitted to the hanging committee Of the
Royal Academy.
''If they don't hang me shall have
TO hang myself" Jack used to think
in his more Responding moments.
Pot a hniltn.r mil
llonaIre.
Jack was the son of n pot boiling
artist. Therein lay the cause of his
dependency, for Ia painting the lady''
portrait upon his canvas he had like
wise painted II upon his heart, and
TO make matters worse, the canvas WA
nearly finished.
IL can't 20 on painting In high light
and putting them out again for man.
more weeks" he unused sndly, ''ano
the old lady Is already beginning I,
suspect me of working with IA DRY
brush"
This surmise was more correct thar
even Jack himself dared to think
Lady Silvertown did suspect the young
artist of "A secret hankerlng after hel
fair daughter Moreover, she had not
iced certain wistful look Ia heI
daughters eyes of late.
Never mind about the portrait be
Ing finished, John. It's fashionable 10
leave 'em smudgy nowadays" Indy
SllveTtown had remarked to her hus
band. PAY the young man his money
and let him go. ! believe our Mays
getting soft on him. and I'm sure he's
in love with her"
"Boshl mother" Sir John had re.
piled. MAY knows better She only
looks pensive-Iike because she's having
her portrait painted"
Jack Chatteris knew nothing OF this
conversation as he stood gazing out vi
the twlnkllng lamps below, but his
heart grew heavy within him AZ he
thought of the near completion of his
picture. How could he speak OF love
TO the daughter OF Sir John Sllvertown
millionaire.
THE fats IN the fire." said Jack Ia
himself, unconsclOusly quoting fav.
orte but much condensed phrase OF
Sir Johns.
Then. mailing his pot boilers together
he sailed forth to sell them to Broad
bean, the dealer at starvation prices
u" "J "' n''''hs
ne was usher"" ''''o i'"uy oh'er'owh
morning rom,
hard,y nhu ,he seryhht 'eIt the room
"hen the "ooI openeu nn', M'SS SILVER
town herself approached him.
Miss Silyertown was pale, but out.
wardly composed.
I'll wish, Mr.. ChatterIs," she began
win shght cntch III her .hroat' TO
thank you Tor Ihe phihS ana care you
nave Destowrd upon my portrh''' ana
hope you WIN accept ms hs memory
OF theSe piehShht ho"'s
She slipped small paint box into his
hand
No words passed between them, but
each understood the thoughts that pos
sessed the others mind.
At length Jack spoke.
rs It possible" said he, half In In
terroRatiOn.
Miss Sllvertown nodded, then came II
sob.
This was too much for Jack. liz
took her unresistinR In his arms.
Forgive me, dear. have been q
wicked fool TO fall In love with you
You must forget me"
Miss SIlvertown shook her head.
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MISS sliVertown' sne IL quite right
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