Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1909-09-10
ARTS
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When the Portrait Painter Called.

keynote OF his adornment, he had con-
trived an app arance which loudly
sang of the studio. Fixing his face
and drawing a full breath, he rang
the bell of apartment No. 61 and
awaited the event, his palette held
prominently before him and his black
leather box on the floor.
Little feet tripped along the hall in
side and the door opened.
She was, then, just about as thin as
they make them, and it would be diff
cult to tell which of her features chal-
lenged the glance with the greatest in
sistence. Her hair was not as beautiful
as her eyes, nor her eyes as beautiful
as her nose, nor her nose as beautiful
as her lips, nor her lips as beautiful
as her chin. And as for her chin, she
had none. Yes, such was she who
opened the door of apartment GIL and
looked into the eyes of the artist.
Madame" said he, good morning!"'
whipped pencil from his pocket and,
closing one eye, he squinted at her
over the tip of this pencil with
heavenly look of rapture on his face.
HAS any one ever told you," he ex.
you would make perfect artists
model?"
why, no." she said why, no."
Then, madame" he cried, IF I
were to paint lovely picture of you
in oils-a full-length picture fit for
llnrU-anI a1 ,,,tn
you, all for nothing would it be too
much for me to ask you to tell admir-.
ing friends that Prof. Soulsky painted
it-Prof. Soulsky of the Munich art
school. Would that be asking too
much?"
why, no. she said. why, no. All
for nothing, you say?"
"All for nothing!" he graciously as.
sured her "All for nothing!"
why, no." she said, and, almost
blushing, she added, why, I'd be
pleased to tell them"
But as her vacant look fell from her
stern voice called out from the
apartment within:
Margaret! You be CAREFUL"
There is no need for her to be care
full, madameI" cried the artist through,
the open door. IF she will only con-
sent to sit for me I'll be more than
amply repaid" And turning again to
Margaret, Mr.. Faust added: You
know it's so hard to get start in this
this great city of yours. Every one
is so suspicious"
20, l don't mind her!" she whis-
pered.
Now, I have here" whispered the
artist as he opened the black leather
box, "a package of sealed envelopes
numbered from 1 to 100. Ninety-nine
of these are empty; the Tooth contains
a card bearing these simple words
| Grand prize OF course there isn't
lady in New York, however grand
and however beautiful, who wouldn't
jump at the chance of gettingea gcnu.
Inc Soulsky portrait-in oils--and so
l have adopted this method. You pick
an envelope-any envelopeZit costs
you nothing and it commits. you to
nothing. And If you draw the lucky
/ one, why, then, you do get your por
trait in oils for nothing, absolutely
nothing. and that's all there is to it.
Now! Any card! Any card!"
She drew card, and taking 1t from
her the artist held it to the light.
by jove!" he exclaimed in shaking
tones, you've won it,"
; 20, mother!" she cried over her
/, shoulder. I've won it,"
! "Look!" cried the artist, and open.
ing the envelope he drew forth card
bearing those simple words grand
prize"
20, isn't that grand!" cried Mar
f., garet. "But. then. was always
! lucky!"
| Now, madame" said the artist, "as
! / said before | am a stranger in your
/ city, just arrived from the great art
centers OF Europe, and my studio is
| not yet fitted up as | would like to
have 1t. So If you will let me have a
cabinet photograph of yourself | will
! at once"
ASK him." CRIED the voice within,
1 If any deposit is necessary"
why, no, mother!" cried Margaret
over her shoulder Don't you under.
stand? won the grand prize!" And
turing to the artist she whispered rs
any deposit necessary"
only dollar" he hurriedly whis.
pered back. First installment on the
beautiful frame / furnish with each
and every picture. OF course. you
understand that can hardly be ex.
pected to furnish the beautiful frame
for nothing as we'll as the picture
do you?"
why, no" said Margaret. 81
couldn't expect that" &
rs he trying to sell frame?" cried
the voice within.
"Mother!" exclaimed Margaret over
her shoulder. Il tell you won the
Grand Prize"
Perhaps" said the gloomy voice
Il within "Derhaps thew are all Granf