The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1909-08-25

81 drink wiz you'll drink to morning" he said
enthusiastically. "But one favor you must grant
me. You must come to my studio and paint you,
picture. You shall sit to me until it ees done I
make you immortal
Griscom set down the bottle, and gravely
passed five dollar piece to studley.
You VIM he said Then he turned to Span
ett II bet Stud five dollars that you were fid-
dler. He picked you for painter l knew you
spelled art with big A, but l guessed the wrong
brand.
Spanetti's face grew black.
1T ees as have said: ley are but barbarians
here!' he Numbered. "Ze face of Spanetti YOU
might not know; but of spanetti, it
should be household word wherever zere are
men to appreciate art. You prate of re artistic
atmosphere of your city. Pah! Zere ees as moch
artlsuc atmosphere cen sausage factory"
Hit EN- again!" cried Grscom, enthusiasticai-
y. If you don't dance to the name of Spanetti
you're pork-packer, and maybe something
worse Wake up, Studley, and write it down on
your cuff
Il go to Paris, to London. to New York. cried
the painter, and men bow down to re name of
Spanett When it ees spoke, zey say: oh, yes;
bees Neptune hang in soch house, bees Helen
OF Troy in anozzer; hees Mirth here bees Soil
tude lare. But | trace to San Francisco my Mel
ancholy-ze masterpiece Eat won re grand prize
at re Paris Salon am here tree mont; an not
one man know where Spanetti's Melancholy hang
or mas even heard re name. Would it be possible
Tor my Melancholy to hang in any city wiz re first
clalm TO an art sense, and not be known? No.
Your art atmosphere but re smoke of your
cigars. Paugh"
GRIsCOMs handsome face couded, and he
- leaned forward and shook monitory finger at
Spanett
See here, my Italian frien, you're goin' too
far" he began with owlish gravity the effect Of
which was somewhat damaged by an ill-timed
hiccough. Your Melancholy s all RI | know
IT'S all RI Stud knows it's all ri. Why? Cause
We've seen It, Twenty people in San Francisco
knows it's all ri. Why? Cause they've seen it.
-Four hundred thousand people in San Francisco
don't know it's all ri. Why? Cause they haven't
seen it. An they can't get chance t. see it," And
Grlscom struck the table blow to emphasize his
declaration
my Melancholy" cried Span
ETH in excitement. where ees
it? Where hangs t?"
RR Griscom gave Spanetti glance
1WE8n OF drunken reproof and waved
ENEKA his hand.
Z&3 1T hangs where it ought to
hlc-hang. Thas in the s-sitting
3Eg1 room OF man owns it. It's in my
10 sitting room, second floor my
TX - IN fathers house. Pacific avenue
ri .ES1 San Francisco. 1t hangs oppo-
AWY site the door, an nobody en- get
;;s8s- FL, ~ in without l say So"
i 4 NV Spanetti's face beamed and
nM his arms were extended to embrace
W. the incarnate Bacchus
"Ah, my friend, l yours to death
Take me to see my Melancholy"
Griscom repulsed him with the gravity of a
drunken Rhadamanthus.
you've DETAINED my city. You'd-hic-steal
my painting. You can't see it,.
"No-no!" protested Spanetti vigorously II
but weesh to copy few strokes of Eat master
piece For months l work to repant from
memory re lines OF Eat magnificent work
recall it's beauties from past,
= make painting exquisite yet some
touches of genius elude re brush.
ssSsssssssSSs Permit but two days wiz re orig
ssF5sssssssSss ia and complete re replica Eat
sss.ssssSSssssssS#@s Continued page 1921