Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1909-09-03

| My pupil Is niS daughter. Clemen'
tina. dearly love her already. She's
delicate thing-dresses always IN
white. and the sweetest. simplest man.
ners. Only eighteen years old. I'm
| to give three lessons week, and just
think, Joe. 50 "A lesson. | don't mind
! Il bit for when ! get two or three
more pupils can resume my lessons
with Herr Rosenstock Now smooth
out that wrinkle between your BLOWS,
dear. ana let's have nice supper.
That's all right for you. Dele" said
Joe, attacking a can OF peas with n
carving knife and Ratchet, but how
/ about me! DO you think I'm going Il
let you hustle for wages while | phi
lander in the regions OF high art? Not
by the bones of Benvenuto Cellini!
guess ! can sell papers or lay cobble
stones and bring In II dollar or two"
Della came and hung about his neck
"Joe. dear. you are silly. You must
keep on At your studies. II is not ne
II I had quit my music and gone to
work at something else. While teach
l learn. am always with my music
And we can live rs happily as million
aires on SIS week. You mustn't think
OF leaving MIR. Magister."
"Al right" said Joe. reaching for
the blue scaloped vegetable dish. "Bui
! hate for you TO be giving lessons. II
isn't art. Rut you're n trump and a
dear TO do IT,"
ice seems too hard" said Della.
"Magister praised the sky in that
sketch made In the park" said Joe
"And Tinkle gave me permission to
hang two of them In his window.
may sell one II the right kind OF
moneyed idiot sees them"
I'm sure you WILL" said Della
sweetly. And now let's be thankful
for General Pinkney and this veal
roast"
During all OF the next week the
Larabces had early breakfasts. Joe
was enthusiastic about some morning
effect sketches he was doing in Central
park. and Della packed him or break
tasted. coddlcd. praised and kissed AT
o'clock. Art Is an engaging mis-.
tress. II was most times o'clock
when he returned In the evening.
At the end of the week Della. sweet
ly proud. but languid. triumphantly
tossed three five-dollar bills on the
8 by 10 dnches, center table Of the
by 10 feet Hat parlor.
sometimes" she said, a little weari-
~, "Clemcntina tries me. I'm afraid
she doesn't practice enough, and j
have to tel her the same things so
often. And then she always dresses
entirely in white. and that does get
monotonous But General Pinkncy Is
the dearest old man. | wish you could
know him. Joe. He comes In some
times when | am with Clementina ut
the piano-he Is a widower. you know
and stands there pulling his white
goatce. And how are the semiquavers
and the 'dcmisemiquavers progress
ing? he always asks.
81 wish you could see the wainscot-
ing In that drawing room. Joe. and
those astrakhan rug portieres. And
Clcmentina has such funny little
cough. hope she Is stronger than
she looks. Oh. ] really am getting at
tachcd to her. she is so gentle and high
bred. General Pinkney's brother was
once minister to Bolivia"
And then Joe. with the air Of q
Monte Cristo. drew forth ten. a five.
two and a one-all legal tender notes
and laid them beside Delia's earn
ings.
"Sold that water color of the obelisk
to man from PEORIA" he announced
overwhelmingly.
Don't joke with me-" said Della
mot from Peoria
"All the way. wish you could see
him. Dele Fat man with u wooden
muller and a quill toothpick. He saw
the sketch In Tinkle's window and
thought II was windmill at first. He
was game though. and bought II any
how. He ordered another - an oil
sketch of the Tackawanna freight de-
pot-to take back with him. Music
lessons! oh. guess art is still In IT,"
I'm so glad you've kept on" said
Della heartily. You're bound to win.
dear. Thirty-three dollars. We never
had so much Ia spend before. Wen
have oysters tonight"
"And fiet mignon with champi-
gnons." said Joe where is the olive
fork?"
On the next Saturday evening Joe
reached home first. He spread his
SIS on the parlor table and washed
what seemed TO he great deal Of
dark paint from his hands.
Half an hour later Della arrived.
her right hand tied up In shapeless
bundle OF wraps and bandages.
"How Is this?" asked Joe after the
usual greetings. Della laughed. but
not very joyously.
"Clcmentlna." she explained, "insist-
ed upon Welsh rabbit after her les
son. She Is such queer girl. Welsh
rabbits at 3 In the afternoon. The