Arizona republican., 1909-02-08

dred since I that that amount will allow you generous margin. Will that satisfy you il l pay the first two hundred dollars to you in advancea
 The light of cupdity leaped into Jim Clow's eyes. -
 "Cash?" he asked the question almost breathlessly.
 Cash" repeated the artist and he then and there took from his pockebook four crisp fftydoar bills.
 For the first time the boy breathed deeply as Jim Glow silently took the money and passed to his wife who stood in the doorway.
 T reckon it's for Henry's good" she hestated. bus she casped the money with as much msery eagernes. as Jim had done
 And why not since all their hard lives had been cramped and circumscribed by the lack of this very boon; since because of that lack their brows were wrinkled and careworn before ther time and their hearts heavy and dull and cold?
 For the first time the artist seemed to notice that the youth still clutched the hem of his if fear ing to let him go.
 kindly; we shall start once. l am oaning this mony to your son., he added, turning to the father wonderful good fortune and have fear but that he will be able to pay it back day. Every three months after this first year l shall send you fifty dollars until he is able to send it to you himself"
 After all the Clows were not without their parental feeling for twice before his boy left Jim had almost taken back the bargain and the mother she packed ber sons belongings in the battered little telescope that had done duty many years for the lew trips the family had made cried them and she wept and clung around his neck at the roadside and implored him to take care of himself not to for get them and to write to them "every in a way7
 Thus Henry Glow went out into the world to make tor himself the place that he craved There no need to tell of all his struggles from obscuriy to fame, how the rough places snoothcd by the friend who had absorbed a of the largeness of God into his soul It is enough to say that he worked; that the laziness with which he had been charged existed more; that he slaved night and day; that he bent to this heaven-sen task with all the energy and vigor that had been born of his years of longing and that success did in full measure.
 Of course, he came back to the valley farm after his long soourn abroad and he came once year after he had opened his studio in the distant city. And then began the curious development which makes this not al all the narrative of Henry Clows dre2ms and struggles, but of Jim Glow and his wife. @
 The beginning was in that Summer when Henry painted The Brook" During a preceding Winter one of s pictures had taken prize and had been sold first time to have respect for Henry's work Jim frequently paused in his labor that Summer go be- neomprehensble of color that appeared roughly here and there. The rudey outlined course of the brook had nc perspective to him as yet, was his utraned eye able carry field and rock and tree and hill their relative places upon the picture He noted with particular perplexity that just below the white and gray of the steep little tublng shallows, there was great oval section painted almost exactly like the sky above it-deep blue with splotehes of blended white-and he could not understand it. It all a jargon to him, but he back to the canvas again and again, scratching his head; when the picture done and Henry putting finishing touches to the foreground, he hurried the house and got his wife At last he the pool of clear, pellucid refectng the blue and white of the sky above it. and she 1t, too
 It two Summers later that when Henry came home, he handed to his mother folded parchment It was deed for the broad acres of rich boton-land just across the other side of the creek into which the brook enpted-the very acres for which Tim had hopelessly longed all his life Their appreciation of great purchase had been literally wrested from field and tree and hill and sky Sometimes both the mln and the found themselves pausing 10 look at these things as if they startlingly objects They growing old now, and this comfort and plenty with which Henry had provided them brought a measure of peace and gcnteness as we'll just as it brought them an altered perspective of Henry himself
 Why, when he was just little shaver" lin yyoull
 mildly boast to the reighbOrs, he rscd to set Y the hour m look at the clorls n trees n th7os Course
 lowed him ter hey paints n brushes F ti- to prac- tse till he got 10 be what ke is now"
 We allus knowd there suthiu' n 1'"-rv," Mrs. Glow would priderlly add and they really believed t, in him and in his work. They even be~an to pay some attention to other pictures than Hcnrvs hut the real bursting of the chrysalis came enc Summer evering just after the boy-fhciy bov-had zone back to New York Jim was sitting on the kitchen steps. rnusrr the valley but knowing the trend of his thoughts, when the miracle hapoered and inc scales fell from eyes that had been unseeng for life trre.
 Maggie. come out here" he called softlv as ore speaks when they fear ttat baby may change its pose. or a rare bird may fy away
 Wondering at the in his tone she came, and he pulled her ~ertly down beside him on the steps.
 "LookP' he haf-whspered, directing her to the horizon Elf Henry cd only see thet. now'
 All the evening the western sky had hung low. full of tunbed and shredded darrray clouds though just above the hi1tops lone. hay. clear space LiFc a great glowing crimson ball the sun dropped slowly this narrow strip from clord-edge to horizon. As they looked absorbed, fascinated the scarlet sowiy blended in transition rddv gold ard in the deeper recesses of the clouds where bluegrav had acted foil for the bright red exquisite violet tints. Slowly the vast panorama of color went on then sud denly. if light had been turned off the color de- parted entirely from the undersde of the clouds eav ing them dull and dark but in the clear strip left the melting tints of the afteroow.
 Still the couple upon the kitchen steps sat hand in hand rapt and speeches. and they sitting there still when the first pale star points began Ia Pleam through the falling dusk, away wonder where the marvel had disappeared
 They nearing sixty now, and they had irsz seen their first sulsetl