Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1903-03-05

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PLANTATION of the picture that had so
aroused his light sarcasm. He felt en-
barrassed and Immediately set the
pupils at their model drawing.
This was near the end Of the term
that Stella graduated. She obtained
an increased amount Of work at the
publishers who had already taken an
interest in her, while another publish
er, who liked her work, was making in
| quiries and giving sample orders-not
because her work was of higher grade
than that Of others available, but be-
cause Of the originality and feeling or
atmosphere in her work.
She heard that Mr.. Winston's uncle
had died and left him a little fortune,
and that he had bought the Epson
property on Broad street, and that he
and his mother were to live in it to-"
gether.
He was reported to have said that
now he could entertain his friends
and have a real home. While the house
was being prepared, his mother had
gone to a seaside resort, and he had
gone on the mountains with a party
of college friends, camping.
Then Stella was surprised and
shocked one day to read in the home
paper that he had been accidentally
hurt while hunting, and was being
cared for at the home of poor woods
man and wife.
Pale, and with his arm in a sling. he
began his next terms duties, but as
time went on, he became his old self
again, and Stella heard Of his new life
at the Epson house and of the dainty
furnishings and pictures, from her old
school friends.
One day, when he was quite well. she
was surprised to receive call from
him. He looked serious and agitated.
He was shown into the parlor with the
stuffed furniture and large picture,
but he did not seem to notice them this
time.
Miss Pawling," he said, give come
to you for advice. You have probably
heard about my kind treatment from
the lumberman's wife in the noun
tains. My mother and I wrote her,
since I got back, that when our house
was settled, we wanted her TO come as
our first guest. I shortly afterward re-
ceived a picture from her, very large
picture, which she thought would be
just the thing for a man that was go
ing to move in a new house"
He smiled hesitated, then looked
appealingly at her.
81 think can understand, Mr.. Win
ston." she said, gently.
eyes, thought you could" he said,
relieved. THAT'S why came to you
nobody else could understand. Well, I
set it away in the attic and didn't mind
much. But she's coming now, and
and-what will she think of me when
she does not find her gift on my walls?
Yet--how can I? Others would laugh
at it"
"Why not put it in your bedroom?"
said Stella, thoughtfully.
81 suppose could" he said, doubt
fully.
Suddenly, in one of his moments of
impetuous enthusiasm, he exclaimed:
81 have it now, Miss Pawling. 1t is
all settled 1 will haag it in my bed
room. Not only while she is here, but
also when she is gone. will tell her
I put it there because I think so much
of it, as coming from her. That will
be true. For whenever I look at it,
will remember the lesson you have
taught me, that anyone can learn to
criticise form and color, but not every
one can look beyond those and see,
first of all. the loving heart of one who
really cares for you and the gratitude
and affection you have for them"
81 never said it like that" said Stel-
Ia, embarrassed.
"Other works of NINE" he went on,
evil please my artistic sense and
make my surroundings in harmony
with i. But I shall always feel the
need of not forgetting that there is
something higher than even that"
The woman of the mountains trip
was delayed from time to time, and If |
was not till Winston and his new wife !
had come back from their wedding |
journey that she came.
She was taken upstairs into the
room where the picture hung.
"My husband thinks a great deal of |
your gift" said Stella.
81 was looking for it," she said. ex-
aiming it critically. "I'm glad Mr..
Winston likes it. 1t is pretty! Those |
COWS and mountains and long road |
way and sky and farmhouse with the |
little girl in the yard all look just as
natural as life! Yes, it's nice picture
than any you've got!"
"It's very dear to me-" said Stella
"dearer than any other picture we
and Home.