The Saint Paul globe., 1902-02-07

crime in suggesting the matter to him.
Then the man spoke. Thank you, miss Y
he said. I'll be glad to pose for you.
Mr.. Van Dyke isn't any friend of mine,
even If | do work for him, and he
wouldn't dare say anything if he found
it out. Where'H I stand?"
Right there by the fence" sad Dor
othy, breathing easier now that she saw
the man inclined to be respectful and
glad Of the opportunity she found for a
hgure' study. "I'll be ready in a mo-
ment. Just lean against the fence and
turn your head the other way. Yes.
mold the rake the way you have it now
Ion look at me, but just think of
What you have to do on the place to
morrow. There!' And her small fingers
began to, fly over the block of water
color paper as she sketched in with a
hard pencil, the rough outline of the
We'll knit figure before her. eff l can
only get him as he really is" she said
10 herself 1t will be a second 'Sower' >,
once or twice f1eeting smile curved the
corners of her pretty mouth as she
thought of what Ida McCane. her bast
friend, would say when she told her
now she had stopped one Of Mr. Van
Dyke Workmen in his labors and made
MIN pose for her; but Dorothy was on
her vacation and she enjoyed doing
Things in the country that she could
linen, too, although she had never mot
Nj. Van Dyke, he was the one Tereo,, ~ IN
the world whom she believed she hated
HaC he not seen one of her pictures ~
the spring exhibit and said, in the hear
ing OF Ida herself that he had NJ
tlcn to find the girl who had nainto5
it and fail in love with her. And addino
insult to injury, he had expressed him.
sen as believing that he would marry
hcr, too. His impudence had made Dorosl
thy stamp cne small foot with anger
ana resolve to make him sorry for what
ne mad said some day. Therefore She
1elt no computations in tempting work
ran OF his on the great estate Of tha
IAN Dykes, to shirk his field lahore
Tor the more elevating work of nosina
paint him carefully and exhihit
.ae .I, picture next spring, she thought
background of meadow and all Tbar
the self-satisfied Mr. Van DYKE win ieeil eaa
tnat l prefer to use men-eVen hie oT1,1
EtTkInen-as subjects for art, not as
At the end Of a silent half bour-for
dorothy was eminently businesslike when
sAe chose to be-she said THAT will (o
l nope you are not tired And here is
Ine money She handed it to him, the
laeorer turned his head quickly awaV
Tor moment. and she thought he wae
gning to burst into tears, his shoulde~s
snook SO. But she did not say anvthincs
!store' although she resolved to have him
rese again for her. II have no donbt
that little money came as Cod-send fo
hiia and his family She wrote el'if tha4 ~
night; He told me himself, lust he
fGre he went to work again. that M
Van Dyke was the worst enemy he had
Strange, isn't it, how men of wealth a.
oppress those under them?'' ="
But though several sfttings followed
this, and Dorothy. In the goodness a. a.
her sympathetic little heart. endeavored
to secure the poor fellows confidenca
with a view to helping him flIrthar ~
always. avoided telling her much about
himself.
When Ida McCane ran down to snend
week with Dorothy, who was stopping
with an aunt IN a tiny country fov,,s9