The Morning examiner. [volume] (Ogden, Utah) 1904-1910, 1909-02-14

and the boys the artist reminded him, but the
twenty dollars month would amount to two hundred
and forty dollars year. Suppose we say two nun.
dred since / that that amount will allow
you a generous margin VIII that satisfy you. if I
pay the first hundred dollars to you III ADVANCED
The light Of cupidy leapcd INTO Jim CLOVIS eyes.
Cash." he asked the question almost breathessly
Cash" repeated the artist, and he then and there
took from his poekctbook four crisp hfty-doar 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
Il reckon it's for Hcnry's good' she hesitatcd but
she clasped the money with much misery eagcrness
Jim had done
And why not, since all their hard lives had been
orampcd and circumscribcd BY the lack of this very
boon since because of that lack their brows were
wrinkcd and careworn before their time and Their
hearts heavy and dull and cold2
For the first time the artist seemed to notice that
The youth still cutched the hem of his coat as if fear
ing to let him go.
Get your clothes together, Henry" he directed
money to your son., he added turning to the father
Henry stumbled into the house. blinded by this
he will be able to pay it back some day Every three
months after this first year | shall send you fifty
dollars until he is able to send it to you himself"
After all the CLOVIS were not without their parental
feeling for twice before his boy lett, Jim had almost
taken back the bargain and the mother she packed
her sons belongings in the battered little canvas
lew trips the family had made. cried over them. and
she wept and clung around his neck the roadside
and implored him to take of himself not for
get them and to write TO them every once in way"
Thus Henry Glow out into the world to make
for himself the place that he crayed There need
tell of all his struggles from obscurity to fame nor
how the rough places smoothed by the
friend who had absorbed trace OF the largcness of
God into his soul 1t is enough TO say that he
worked; that the lazncss with which he had been
charged existed more; that he Slavcd night and
day that he bent to this heaven task with all the
energy and Vigor that had been born OF his years Of
longing and that success did como in full measure.
OF course. he came back 10 the valley farm afte,
his long soourn abroad. and he came after
he had opened his studio in the distant city And
then began the curious development which makes this
not at all the narrative of Henry CLOVIS dreams and
struggles, but OF Jim Glow and his wife.
The beginning in that Summer when Henry
painted The Brook" During a preceding Winte.
of his pictures had taken prize and had been sold
for thousand dollars, and the CLOVIS began for the
FIRST time to have respect for Hcnrys work. Jim
frequently paused his labor that Summer go be-
hind his, boy, and watch with puzzled wonder the
here and there. The rudcy outlined course of the
brook had no perspective to him yet, his
unframed able to carry field and rock and and
hill to their relative places upon the picture. He noted
with particular pcrplcXity that just below the white
and OF the steep little tumblng shadows there
great oval section painted almost exactly like the
sky above it-deep blue with splotches of blended
white-and he could not understand it 1t was all
jargon to him. but he back to the again
and again. scratching his head; when the picture
done and Henry putting some finishing touches
the foreground he hurried to the house and got his
wife At last he the pool of clear. pcllucid
rejecting the blue and white of the sky above it, and
she must it, too.
1t was two Summers later that, when Henry
home, he handed TO his mother folded parchment,
1t deed for the broad acres of rich botomand
just across the other side of the creek into which
the brook empticd,thc very acres for which Jim had
hopelcssly longed all his life Their appreciation of
art took another bound WHY. the money for this
great purchase had been literally wrested from field
and tree and hill and sky Sometimes both the
and the woman found themselves pausing look at
these things If they were startlingly new objects,
They were growing old now and this comfort and
plenty with which Henry had provided them brought
measure of peace and gentlcneSS we'll just it
brought them altered perspective of Henry himself.
Why when he was just little shaver" jim would
mildly boast to the ncghbors "hc used set by the
hour n look at the clouds n trees n thingS Course
lowed him hcv paints n brushes n time to prac
tsc till he got to he what he is now
I'VE alluS know'd there was suthin in Henry, Mrs. .
Glow would pridefuy add. ard they really believed it
As the fame of the artist grew so grew their pride
attention TO other pictures than Hens but the real
bursting of the ohrysais came ono Summer evening
Just after the boy-ticir boy-had gone back to New
York Jim was sitting on the kitchen steps, musing
out the valley but knowing the trend OF
his thoughts, when the miracle happened and the
scales fell from eyes that had been unsceng for life
time.
Maggie come out here. he called softly E as one
pose, OF rare bird may fly away.
Wondering at the awe in his tone she came. and he
pulled her gently down beside him on the S steps M
horizon "Ef Henry cd only the now!'
All the evening the western sky had hung low full
of tunbcd and shredded darkcray clouds, though just
above the htops 4 long, hay. clear space. Like
great, glowing crimson ball the dropped slowly
across this strip. from cloud-edge to horizon
As they looked, absorbed fascinated the scarlet sowl,
blended transition ruddv gold and in the deeper
Iecesses of the clouds where blue had acted as
foil for the bright red. came exquisite violet tints
Slowly the vast panorama OF color went on then sud
denly as if light had been turned off the color de-
parted entirely from the mdcrsidc OF the clouds leay-
ing them dull and dark but in the clear strip was left
the melting tints of the afterelow
Still the couple upon the kitchen steps sat On hand
in hand rapt and specchless and they were sitting
there still when the first pale star points began to
CLEAN through the falling dusk, away yondcr where
the marvel had disappeared.
They nearing sixty now, and they had ust
their first sunset!