The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1909-08-19
you would call it. And inside-oh.
Joe, I never saw ANYTHING like It be-

Joe, never saw anything like it be-
fore!
my pupil is his 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, SIS lesson! don't mind |
1t bit, for when get two or three !
more pupils can resume my lessons
with Herr Rosenstock. Now, smooth
out that wrinkle between your brows.
dear, and let's have q nice supper"
That's all right for you. Dele" said
Joe. attacking q can Of peas with a |
carving knife and Ratchet, but how |
about me? Do you think I'm going to
let you hustle for wages while I 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 dollar or two"
Della came and hung about his neck.
Joe. dear, you are silly. You must
keep on ut your studies. 1t is not as
If l had quit my music and gone to
work at something else. While teach
learn. am always with my music.
And we can live as happily as million
aires on SIS week. You mustn't think
Of leaving Mr.. Magister."
"All right" said Joe. reaching for
the blue scalloped vegetable dish. but
l hate for you to be giving lessons. 1t
isn't art. But you're a trump and q
dear to do it"
when one loves ones art no serv-
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. l
may sell one if the right kind of
moneyed idiot sees them"
I'm sure you WILL" said Della
sweetly. And now let's be thankful
for General pinkncy and this veal
roast"
During all of the next week the
I.arrabees had early breakfasts. Joe
was enthusiastic about some morning
effect sketches be was doing in Central
park. and Della packed him off break
tasted. coddlcd. praised and kissed ut
O'Clock. Art is au engaging mis-
tress. 1t was most times o'clock
when he returned in the evening.
At the end of the week Della. sweet
~ proud. but languid. triumphantly
tossed three five-dollar bills on the
8 by 10 dnches, center table Of the
by 10 fleet, fiat parlor.
sometimes" she said. little weari-
~. "Clementina tries me. I'm afraid
she doesn't practice enough. and
have to tell her the same things so
often. And then she always dresses
entirely in white. and that does get
| monotonous. But General Pinkney 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 widower. you know
and stands there pulling his white
goatee. And how are the semiquavers
and the demisemiquavers progress
ing" he always asks.
Il 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
tached to her. she is so gentle and high
bred. General Pinkncy's brother was
| once minister to Bolivia
And then Joe, with the air of a
Monte Cristo. drew forth Il ten. five,
two and q onr-all legal tender notes
and laid them beside DcIia's earn
ings.
Sold that water color of the obelisk
to a man from PEORIA" he announced
overwhelmingly.
Don't joke with me-" said Della
mot from Peoria"
"All the way. l wish you could see
him. Dele. Fat man with wooden
muller and quill toothpick. lie saw
the sketch in Tinkle's window and
thought 1t was windmill at first. lie
was game. though, and bought it any
how. He ordered another = an oil
sketch Of the Lackawanna 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 to spend before. Well
have oysters tonight"
'And flet mignon with champi-
gnons." said Joe. Where is the olive
fork:"
On the next Saturday evening Joe
reached home first. lie spread his
Sls on the parlor table and washed |
what seemed to be a 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.
"Clementina." she explained. "insist-
ed upon Welsh rabbit after her les.
son. She is such queer girl. Welsh
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