Gilpin observer., 1910-11-17

mat ne, Felfpe RubfO, was to have
. picture exhibited In the Academy
OF San Carlos! To this, his greatest
work as yet, he gave the name "A
Dream Of Achievement" and In 1t he
had pictured himself. small, bare
footed, bare-headed boy. sitting on
the ground with hands clasped about
his knee, and wistful face upraised,
and dark eves that seemed gazing at
beautiful visions that foated vaguely
In the upper distance, while in more
pronounced shades stood out the fig
ures Of his playmates about him.
He was at work upon another
painting. This showed a flaxen-
haired little girl standing half smil-
ing as her blue eyes looked into those
Of the spectator There was color In
her cheeks, and in her white dress
she presented dainty little creation.
the original of which was not to be
found among natives Of the artists
own city. That he realized the truth
of this was shown by the name he
had given his work. Felipe called
this painting, Rose of the North
1t was painted from memory, but
memory had served him we'll
Fifteen years had passed since the
day when this little Rose of the
North had been the means of opening
up to him a new world, and now
Senor Felipe Rubio would see other
countries, the work of artists other
than those to be seen at San Carlos.
He sailed to the old eastern lands,
and at length reached once more the
western world, and there came a day
when he found himself in New York
In this metropolis of the new world
he decided to remain for the present
He sent for his paintings, and in due
time they arrived and were placed on
exhibition, and soon 1t became quite
the thing for society to visit the
studio of the young Mexican artist
| Among the visitors one day there
came middle-aged man and his
daughter, yound lady whose golden
hair seemed to have captured all the
sunshine of her sunny life. Felipe
gave her first long glance Of purely
professional admiration, then as her
deep blue eyes turned to his, he look
ed again with more personal ap
proval and stirring of memory. OF
whom did she remind him? There
was an elusive familiarity about her
smile
The visitors stood looking at the
Dream of Achievement" when the
man said, laughingly: See. Isabel
here's -our little Mexican"
The girl was puzzled as to her
fathers meaning: not so Felipe, who
had overheard the remark.
Isabel was the name of the child
to whom he owed SO much, his Rose
of the North. 1t was she; he could
not doubt it. Why had he not recog-
nized her at once? Felipe had ac-
quired many accomplishments since
their first meeting; among them was
guage.
Now, moving over beside the man.
he asked: The gentleman has seen
my country. Mexico. has he not?"
Yes. years ago." was the reply.
when my daughter here was =
child"
Like this" said the artist, draw
ing the mans attention to anoth-
er painting. 1t was his Rose of the
North"
The visitor gazed a moment IN
growing astonishment. Isabel" he
exclaimed; then turning to Felipe:
What does this mean, sir?"
1T means that I was the little boy
who waited outside the doors of San
Carlos until this little girl. your
daughter-this Rose Of the North
brought about my admission. MY
life work dates from that day. am
most happy to express my thanks
once more"
DO you hear this, Isabel?" the
man asked. turning to his daughter.
She heard. indeed, and the beautt
sul color deepened in her cheeks till
1t was no wonder that an artist
should find it hard to look away.
Soon they seemed to be old ac
quaintances. A little later Felipe was
invited to their home, and it was not
long before the young man waited
upon Mr.. Clayton and with true Mex+
can formality craved the honor Of his
daughters hand.
Il begin to think 1t was foreor-
dained," the father said after they
had talked the matter over; at any
rate, go to my daughter. Isabel usu-
ally decides such cases for herself"
Only too gladly Felipe went to her.
SIS 1t to be my Rose Of the North at
last?"
And Isabel's blue eyes answered
even before he heard her low spoken
words OF assent.