The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1901-01-11

tall well dressed, smooth-faced man,
with features that seldom changed ex'
preston or showed emotion.
II haven't done very much" said Lis
comb. with modest pride, "but think
improve. My last bit. Fritz. here.
thinks is the best have done. Shall
bring II out? It's still wet"
Harrington's attention was distract
ed for moment. When he turned, Lis.
comb had placed the new canvas on An
easel. Harrington started an his eye
lighted on il. Then he came forward
timidly and looked at it again.
"A remarkable resemblance" he said,
speaking to himself
what do you think of it?" asked
Helmer. Harrington stood motionless
before the easel, only his lips twitch.
ing a little. Presently he recovered
himself and turned to the artist.
Forgive my abstraction, Mr.. Lis
comb" he said. This picture has
brought memories which are both
pleasant and painful to me. Tell me;
is this likeness? II must be. Such
resemblance could not be accidental"
1T is in some measure likeness"
said Liscomb. 1--WE idealize, of course
according 10 our subject"
MAY know the models name?"
"She is not professional model. ]
am under pledge not to tell her
name TO anyone"
You will tell it to me-" said Har--
rington, when you know that have
spent five years looking for the woman
whose portrait is there. l left home
poor and without prospects. ! was to
return when had made my fortune
In myhome lived Isabel Beecher, about
my own age. was to come back to her
and make her my wife. On my way tc
nv uncle's home in Connecticut met a
man who persuaded me to 60 with him
} to Colorado. / had promised my ia
Their and mother that | would go to
Connecticut. ! was afraid to tell them
; where l was going; so | wrote only a
line to say that had changed my plans
and started for the west. The man
who took me to Colorado was a card
sharper and thief. He wanted tc
use me. ! broke away from him as
soon as learned his character. Then
came years of privation. / sang in
! disreputable dance halls in the mining
} camps to earn my bread. / sold drinks
! for miners over bar and waited or
; table in primitive restaurants. 1t was
a dirty, mean life, and / was ashamed
to write to my people about it. Sc
five years went by and / never heard
{ from home. Then had saved enough
to grubstake miner. For year
{ kept him going. through one failure
after another. He was one Of thu
5 first in the Oroide camp. You re
: member the big strike there? 1t made
me rich man. / took the first of
: fer that came for my property an'
, started for the east. When / reached
i my old home I found that my peopl
e had gone. My father died within
S year of my disappearance and m.
S mother and Isabel had started 10
y Connecticut to join my uncle. ! wen
n east. There I learned that my uncl
had died while my mother was trav
}. cling TO join him and that after SCI
n Ting his little estate my mother an
o. Isabel had gone. no one knew where
! l searched for a clew, and then, put
, ting the case in the hands Of G.
I tectve, ] went back to Colorado
l.. Since that time 1 have become rich
y The newspapers have published hun
d dreds Of columns, suppose, abou
r me and my wealth. But my peopl
would never recognize, under tn
name of John Harrington, the wealth
mine owner, the boy who left hi
: home with only few dollars IL year
- ago.
II am sorry TO have had TO take u
n your time with this long story, NJ
: Liscomb, but / wanted you to kno
just why you must tell me where lisa b.
= Beecher is II you know"
r Liscomb exchanged glances wit
= Helmer. "we seldom remember IN
! full names OF our models. Mr.. Harrini
!, ton" he said. "I'll have to 90 into II
other room and look over my adore
;, book. II her name is Beecher, wi
bring you the address"
;, When Liscomb entered the stud
!, the model was sitting by the windo
- reading a magazine she had picked ,
. from the artists table. She arose
he entered.
:. Pardon me. Miss Belle, Is ask "
- personal question: said Liscom
= do you know a Mrs. Harrington"
= "She is my guardian" said IsAb
= Beecher.
- "And her SOM"
Il "John! DO you know anythir
a about John?'
~ She came toward him. the mela
n choly OF her face dispelled by the 10,
10 OF eager interest that came over IL.
= II think i do" said Liscomb.
: us he alive?"
- Every much alive"
= Thank God! How did you know
"Helmer found him. I'll send Helm
to you and he can tell you all about
~ Will you wait here?'
Liscomb passed into the next roo
closing the door behind him. "St