Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1910-01-05


there were lawyers to see and legal
form ard data to be gone into.
To his artistic nature the whole
business was wearisome and distaste
full in the extreme, and when the IN
terviews were over he ran from the
lawyers chambers with sigh of re
lief, and felt inclined to throw up his
hat for very joy.
Little matter how his lawsuit went,
whether he were to be rich or poor!
Stella, his beautiful darling, was his
and he felt able to take the world by
siege and conquer all it's difficulties.
Nov, how soon can / get back?
he thought. Il must get backi Every
minute seems an age while / am away
from the neighborhood of my darling
He found that he could not return
till late at night SO, with the same
glamour upon him, he buttoned his
coat around him and set off for a
ramble whithersoever his feet and
mood might take him.
No matter whittier! He could think
of his love in the park or in the city
in West-End square or East-End alley.
Wandering thus he reached St.
Giles his happy face smiling upon
the children as they ran across his
path, and his hands often dragged
from his pocket to put them with a
kindly laugh out of his way.
Like all true-hearted men, the sculp-
tor was fond of children, and the
children knew it.
Not one of the little ones but smiled
up at him, and many crowed or OBJ
stinately refused to move as his hands
touched them.
ST. Giles is full of children and
they, necessarily, kept him there.
At last as he was thinking that he
might as we'll obtain something more
substantial by way of refreshment
than his loves dream and was about
to turn out into one of the larger
thoroughfares, he was attracted by a
strange sight.
A little, misshapen old man, with a
battered hat and a long coat, made for
figure thrice the wearer's size came
hobbling around the corner, with
something bulky buttoned up in his
breast.
The figure with the old hat and the
long arm that swung by the mans
side was so noticeable that the art
ist was attracted by it in a remarkable
degree, and even stopped short in his
easy walk to observe it.
The old man, having his head bent
apparently in the act of talking to the
something he carried in his coat, did
not observe the halt and ran up
against the younger man as the latter
made an ineffective movement to get
out of his way.
The collision was so violent and So
unexpected that the dwarf staggered,
his battered hat fell off his head, and
the something nearly tumbled out OF
his coat.
However, by a sudden alarmed
clutch with his long arm, he pre-
vented the mishap, and stood glaring
up at Louis FELTON, with an angry
countenance, as gnarled and lined as
an old wood carving.
81 am so sorry" said the young
man, STOPPING and picking up his
hat. 1T was very clumsy and awk-
ward of me-
The dwarf muttered something, and
snatched the hat out of the young
mans hand
As he did so he revealed the some
thing to be a beautiful little boy,
whose curly head peeped out from be-
meath the thick fold of the old coat
like a gem from an old jewel case.
What beautiful child!' exclaimed
Louis, his artistic eye attracted and
chained ooh, hope have not hurt
him.
mo, no." said the old man impa-
tiently. "Just put my hat on, will
yer? We amt neither of US hurt,
though we might a. been. We amt
used to human lamp posts stuck up in
the middle of the pavement. When
you goes to strike attitude again,
young man, just do so on the curb or
in the middle of the road. Hoses
amt got no children to be banged
about
Louis put the hat on as gently as
he could-too gently. indeed, for the
old man gave it ram with angry
emphasis-and was about to pass on,
but the child, who had been gazing
up at him with a pair of exquisite blue
eyes, chuckled and insisted upon stop
ping to get better view.
"Old Father Sam, me want to see
The old man, who was just trotting
on, pulled up and jealousy pulled the
coat little farther open.
There he said, in a very much
softer voice, there Take good look
at him. and let's run on, my angel
He's an orkard, clumsy chap, ain't
he?s
mo, he isn't said the child,
thrusting out his tiny hand toward
Louis and smiling at him.
Louis stopped and touched the little
hand with tender sympathy.
Come he said. hes forgiven me,
YOU see. What a beautiful child!
He's a model"