Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-01-11

off the step. Hope you aren't hurt,
missie?" he added civilly, to his
fare, while tall young man, who had
previously descended, stepped back
again into the muddy road, and half
extended his arm.
Thanks, | am all right" replied
the girl, in a CHEEKY, businesslike
tone, as she jumped lightly on to the
pavement and, raising his hat with a
slight smile, the tall man withdrew
his arm, and went his way.
Girls in the old country seem as
well able to take care of themselves
as those over yonder," he soliloquized
as he swung up Exhibition road; he
was we'll and carefully dressed, but
the deep red brown hue of his close
shaVen, we'll cut face and his light
swinging tread and broad shoulders
betrayed an open air life, while the
dark gray eyes, as they glanced quiet
ly from side to side, were keenly OBJ
servant. He did not, however, appear
to notice that the way of his late
omnibus companion was the same as
his own, and that she had followed
him down the road till glancing at an
opposite building his quick eye caught
sight of her entering an open gateway.
"Humph am art STUDENT might
have guessed as much. She was car
rying painting tools, noted" he said
to himself, again awakened to momen-
tary interest in the girl, but the next
moment he turned into the Natural
History museum and forgot all about
her.
4 Whose is this face, Maggie ?''
asked a fellow student, as s|e turned
over the pages of her friends note
book during the luncheon hour. What
a good face it is-a strong, reliable
face | call 1T, and such a finely posed
cad. Do you know the MANI"
Maggie Monckton glanced at the
jpen book There were sketches of
heads and faces, figures and limbs, all
over every page of it, belonging to all
sorts and conditions of men, women,
anu Ill tSNCly SOuCClNdU1S DO-
sition, but the one indicated by her
friends fingers differed from them all.
1t was the head and face of young
man, by no means ordinary looking
Know him o, no." she returned,
gazing thoughtfully at the sketch.
But you are right, it is a good face.
| wonder where i saw it,"
Don't You remember? Well, Mag
gle, you are queer girl, to meet a
man of this type, draw his likeness,
for it is a likeness am sure. and
then forget where you saw him."
laughed the either.
Il don't see anything queer about
the matter" returned Maggie, In a
matter of fact tone. you know my
habit of sl1etcl1ing any face that
strikes me wherever | may see it.
It has become mechanical, | think. |
don't seem TO notice the personality of
the people l draw. They just got
snap shotted on to my mind, so to
speak. and my fingers seem to repro
duce them. I seldom remember any
thing about it afterwards
"Well, l should have remembered
him, anyway" laughed Miss Acton,
as she closed the dumpy, little, can
vas covered book.
Maggie opened her note book again
that evening as she sat by the fire
side in the pretty, homelike living
room which she shared with her
mother, and after a few moments
consideration took a sheet of paper
and rapidly made larger and more
finished drawing of Inc head her
friend had noticed.
ct is worth preserving, she thought
as she placed it in portfolio among
some others, and then dismissed the
incident from her mind.
It was for Maggie's sake that Mrs.
Monckton had let her pretty cottage
in the country and lived in three
roms in London. The two were alone
in the world and had but each other
to live for. Maggie's artistic talent
must be trained and the tiny income
left TO them was not sufficient 10
meet the expenses of residence IN
town. to pay art school fees, and at
the same time keep the little home in
the country.
, you'll make your mark and your
fortune, too at no distant day, Mays,
said Miss Acton, as she watched ner
friends strong and rapid fingers. Inc
way in which you sketched those
children by the round pond with
few strokes of your pencil was mas
terly. They are just lifelike, black
AMI white editors would go wild over
them. Have you tried to sell any OIL
your work YETI"
Maggie shook her head. i am IN
no hurry" she said. Il want to learn
all I can while | am about 1t. l am
not ready to start money making yets
Perhaps you are right, yot know
The power is there when you want IL,
returned her friend with little sign.
for she had learned enough to FEEL