The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1904-02-26
AH<<~<<><%%~~><>e<>%~<<~<e

DAVID HENDERSONS small studio,
~ built On the slope OF the mountain,
with its outlook on the distant lake
ana a background Of a great impene-
trable forest growth, became the scene
oil tremendous activity when Silvia be-
gan 20 take weekly lessons in drawing
and painting. while listening to
Dayids desultory talk on art and
thlnes artistic. bright reminiscent
cleaning, of former student days,
while wandering abroad among old
world ceniers of ancient and modern
civilization.
At given hour Silvia would dash
Up 10 the door gay brilliant and en-
thusastic. while Gorky followed. smil-
ine and pleased al her delight and
carrying her drawing materials.
And when she was installed before
her easel and David Henderson had
rgun his critical and severe fault-fnd-
ing as 10 the work done since her last
lesson. Gorky. with chuckle Of de-
lieht at the bold defense Silvia always
made. would go back TO his multiia-
unerring punctualiiy when the stipu-
lated hours had expired
For tie original hour. grudgingly
given by Hendersonshad been largely
extended To that unexpected pupil
which fate and accident thrust upon
him ia the heart Of The Blue Ridge.
where ne had come Tor rest and recre-
a'ion and 10 steep soul and magma
ton in the magnificent scenes and
sights Of those misty and beautiful
ranges and 10 get rid Of the dust and
chimney stacks. electric cars and the
nonotonOus pleasures OF big city,
where he lived. and sold pictures. re-
ceiyed a heterogeneous collection OF
friends. both Of bohemia and the bean
monde. among the picturesque confu-
sion Of his big suite of rooms.
Invitations always poured in on
David. and many monogramed notes
in feminine handwriting were left in
lis letter box. ami 70 secure time for
the splendid work which made him ia
nous as one OF The foremost American
artists OF to-day David Henders0n's
clever and immo,able japanese sery-
ami had TO mount guard al his door
and lie 10 AN conner, that he had gone
out of town.
So. somewhat worn in appearance
and cynically az odds with social ext
eencies. David Henderson had slipped
away on a southbound train to the
Businesses Of the great solitary noun
tains around Blowing Rock.
II was only when the summer came.
smoking in contemplatiye silence and
sitting on his porch breathing the
czone Of the frs and pines. towering
above his rambling picturesque cot
tage in the divine soliiudes and fading
twilight of June. that David Hender-
sons artistic enthusiasm began TO ra-
,iye. with the great undyng passion
OF the artist and an Indifference equally
as great for his fellow-men, which spe-
cially included wehankind.
David Henderson keenly regretted
his promise made under a sudden inn
rulse TO give lessons 10 a presumably
crude country girl. for the queer rea-
son that her mother if faithfully por-
trayed by q miniature had been beauu-
ful.
"I'eiernel feminin How unescapa-
be" David murmured impatiently
while waiting for the advent Of his I'M
welcome pupH.
But life holds some delightful sur
prlses as well as many pitfalls and
cruel dangers. and the handsome young
eirl. whose keen intelligence and quick
artistic sentiment he soon discovered
we're rs remarkable as her beauty was
one OF them.
The original hour devot,, to show
ing silvia how TO seize the wonderful
tones and shades and coloring OF the
majestic scenery around. how 70 iix on
the canvas the paling distances. INC
mist OF twilight and the sweep OF the
hills in tLeir sunbathed beauty vas