Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1901-02-28
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ight, 1900, the Authors Syndicate)

he's rich enough, Jack, but
happy"
nough to buy paintings at
g price?'
ed not worry about prices
II his fancy. He has a. pret-
ca of art values, too, and
nething about color aid at
He isn't buying daubs,
hasn't had any technical
I'm sure. It's instinct. He
ust knows what pleases
employs me to expert MS
but he doesn't need my
cry much. However, l am
enough to tell him so.
it all in mines. l believe.
1t way. anyhow. There's a
story about his starting
dis to find an uncle in Con-
and landing in Colorado
now the whole of it, but
ned guiding hand in al
ything he undertook. Now
Chicago half the year and
and New York the other
side trips to Paris"
II away Paris seems after
said Jack Liscomb. Dear
r Paris! I never hear her
lout invoking a blessing on
TX of the Cremerie Fritz,
ole-in-the-Wall, and look on
IT state. Who envies a Colo
onaire his millions!"
re 1 don't. He's far too
V to be a subject of envy.
me hope, though, that this
yours will brighten him for
&. It's capital, old man.
a look at it,"
comb took the frame from
md set it on the easel.
$ one more sitting, Fritz"
I'm not quite satisfied with
f drapery. Belle is coming
ing for the final work"
critic moved from one side
.ler, studying the canvas. 1t
al scene, all tender greens
yellows. In the foreground
'-c figure of a young girl, in
60 lntry dress. Her right hand
her head. Her cheek was
unken and there were hol-
her eyes, which strained
distance as though they
faint first sign of an APP
figure. All the melancholy
e only added to its beauty
Waiting" said the artist.
perfect in studies like
Z Fritz Helmer. "She is al
3D.. Is that she?"
vas a quick knock at the
it opened without summons
)del's hand.
morning, Miss Belle" said
"You won't mind Helmer,
He's waiting for a friend
S to see the picture. Now
ret in place"
del threw aside her wraps
d worn her professional drap,
them, and with but a mo-
delay she struck the familiar
Us fine" said Liscomb, picking
lsh and palette; and with {
zee at the light and shadow
perry of the left arm, he fel
N the canvas.
not been working more than
es when there was a rap a
,er on the outer door an(
going to investigate, came
nnounce his patron.
i'm in the outer room, Fritz,
NIB. "Miss Belle doesn't lilI
III bring the canvas in in
Take him the round of the oil
some very interesting worl
D.. Liscomb," said John Har
l few minutes later. He wa
4 dressed, smooth-faced man
lres that seldom changed eX
T. showed emotion.
IT done very much" said Lis
h modest pride, "but l think
Ny last bit, Fritz, here
the best / have done. Shall
e 1T? It's still wet"
toms attention was distract
oment. When he turned, Lis
placed the new canvas on a
arlington started as his ey
z N it. Then he came forwar
e. nd looked at it again.
rkable resemblance" he salt
to himself.
do you think of it?" aske
-. Harrington stood motionles
Tie easel, only his lips twitcl
= lie. Presently he recovere
II md turned to the artist.
Rive my abstraction, Mr.. Li'
+" lie said. "This picture hf
memories which are bot
Ut and painful to me. Tell me
LIKENESS? 1t must be. Such
Jlance could not be accidental
IS IN some measure a likeness
s,..o,..h ssyVa ;daalize of cOurs