The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1901-06-21

academy ten years later. HarecOurt and
his wife were both present. He had be-
little Harecourts had added to his happi-
ness; but they were a responsibility that
grew with each succeeding year. Janey
had lost her charm Of manner and her
lissome figure. When people remarked
upon the change to Amy she offered pa
thetic explanation.
You see" she said, ''the Genius did
not make the success that was expected
of him. and their family increased stead
i!y. At one time Janey was obliged to
wash his shirts as we'll as the babies
How can a woman be expected to keep
her figure and her charm under such cir
cumstances?'
Having inspected her own work, Amy
roamed through the exhibition and
soHSe I'm SG{ the Sad 1s Of aSr fr sax
ducks swimming in a pond There was a
distant effect of trees in full leaf; but the
picture was skyed, and Amy could not
make out the distant effect"-it might
have been cabbages, or stormy sea, or
anything.
Janey's effort represented a cottage in
terror. -Four small children played upon
baby.
On the line. in the principal room, hung
a picture that literally took Amy's
breath away, it's realism, color, technique
were so perfect. The subject was the
exterior Of great FISH shop. 4 huge
block Of ice stood in the center OF the
cod, mackerel, .soles and Holsters, gar
nished with sprigs of fennel. A fashion
ably dressed lady, in the act of leaving
the shop, was holding up her skirt and
showing innumerable frills OF dainty lace
in her efforts to avoid sweeping UP the
|sawdust with which the floor was strewn.
At the side of the entrance dozen
most pathetic Of the group, little girl.
had taken off her shawl and was en-
deavoring to pin it around a small! boy
who was nestled up to her for warmth.
''That's a great picture"' Amy heard
one artist observe to another, and they
commenced to cluster round it..
Whose is it?' she asked the Hare
courts, forgetting in her excitement to
shake hands with them.
Nobody knows. except. OF course, the
hanging committee. Walter hears that it
is called The Harvest of the Poor He
says it represents real Bond street Incl
dent. At the close Of each day the great
shops give away, or sell very cheap, the
remnants Of food, and the poor often
evening. as you see. A happy title, 'The
Harvest Of the Poor
Anyhow: it is the picture Of the year, -
said the Genius"
Isn't Walter wickedly hung?'' COM
planned Janey. when she and her friend
had strolled off together.
Yes, poor dear!' sympathized Amy.
1T won't sell, and we are terribly in
debt
How are you, Mrs. Harecourt, and
you, Miss Smith? Don't you remember
me?' and there right in front of them
stood Tom Lilliput. no longer the weak
looking boy of the old student days, but a
man with bronzed face and steadfast
eyes and firm mouth.
Mr.. Lilliput: What surprise. We
haven't heard anything Of you for years.
l thought you had given up painting,;"'
said Janey, laughing.
NO, l am still at it. you see. or I
should not be here on Vanishing day."
he answered. laughing.
what have you been doing with your
SELF? asked Janey. the shade of her old
coquetry cleaning in her eyes,
u have been working in the Paris
studios for some years. and l returned
some months ago to paint picture for
this Academy"
rs it decently hung?" asked Amy.
Yes. The dear old r. A. has treated
me very well.''
what is the number? We will look it
up, said d. Ja 4sy ;, encouragins]y.
He raised his hat and moved away.
Fancy Lily having anything in!'' ex-
e'S They fo af No. 725. 1t was The Har-
vest of the Poor."-Mainly About People.