The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1910-05-20
THE DUTCH
P A N I E r
Pv KATE IJJpY
By KATE LuBY

| the cottage OF the village painter, re-
| joicing in the odd name OF Tunder, at
whose door might be seen boards rep
| resenting grotesQue caricature paint
ings. as signs of his profession
OF truth. poor Tunder had Il great
love for HIS art; but, sorrowful to re-
late, his art had no love for him.
He was vain and conceited as near
ly all pretenders to excellence are, yet
he found a liberal patron and an ar
dent admirer In old Fritz, who carried
his patronage so far as to promise
him his lovely little daughter Lula
| In marriage.
Now Lula ard her good mother had
another young gentleman in their
minds eye; 1t was Rudolph, the hand
some young gardener and huntsman.
who loved Lula most fondly and
truly. but who failed to make an inn
preston on the fiinty bosom of old
Fritz
The day was fixed for Lulas mar
riage with Tunder, and mother and
daughter went bristling through their
preparations with fearful eyes and
saddened hearts, which i'll betitted q
bridal day.
To give more eclat to the wedding,
der's talents were called in requisi.
ton.
Just then, a young artist, who had
that day arrived from the city. of
fered to paint sign, representing the
archduke, on very reasonable terms.
Lula and her mother voted for the
artists sign, and stubborn old Fritz
swore that Tunder alone should share
the glory with himself. At length a
compromise was effected; both paint
ings should be done, and place over
the inn door awarded to that one
which displayed most ability.
The wedding day had arrived, and
Tunder was first in the field with his
sign, but no one could make anything
out of IT,
Behold" cried the villagers, "a
miserable abortion, which represents
neither fish, nor fowl?"
What is it," asked one.
1T Is mutilated Indian from the
wilds Of the vest" replied his neigh.
Dor.
Ignorant wretches!" shouted Tun-
der. choking with indignation. 'Ye
have eyes and see mott" so saying, he
seized his brush and painted under.
meath the portrait ITO the great Leo
pold."
Shouts and groans followed this an.
nouncement, not for Leopold but
for Tunder, who had 80 shamefullly
misrepresented him.
The city artists painting was next
displayed, and produced spontaneous
burst of enthusiastic applause.
Never before had the people beheld
so lifelike and well executed a like.
ness OF their very popular archduke;
and the artist, In order to escape be.
ing embraced to death, beat speedy
retreat into the garden in the rear.
and sat musingly on bench.
In the midst of triumph his heart
was bowed down beneath the load OF
some secret sorrow that was devour.
ing him.
Unhappy Rollo A few days since
had seen him the favorite artist Of a
brilliant court, enjoying the reputa.
ton of Raphael and on the high
road to fame and fortune.
A noble lady of the court, and who
was a ward of the archduke, had
made deep and lasting impression
on his heart. and he soon perceived
that his passion was returned.
He had not been long sitting in the
garden, before he learned that there
were others equally unhappy. Lula
and her lover were sitting in an
arbor, taking last, loving farewell
of each other.
Why not fly with me, dearest
Lula?", murmured Rudolph. IF you
will not do So few short hours will
| see you welded to that hateful Tun.
der, and lost to me forever"
Lula sobbed audibly; yet. drying
her tears. she replied
II cannot fly with you, though you
know how much ! love you, Rudolph;
to fly would grieve my father and
| break my mothers heart. | am full
of hope that Heaven will yet smile on
our love-"
Poor little. Lulu!" sighed Rollo. as
she and her lover left the garden
Archduke Leopold, with the beau.
tiful archduchess, accompanied by her
ladies and officers Of the court, were
on a hunting excursion and dashed
through the village The archduchess
placed chain of gold round Fritz's
neck, demanding to see the village ar.
fist who had painted the sign. After
long search Rollo was found peace
\ ably sleeping. In the garden.
Great was their delight and sur.
liprise{ at finding the glory of their
court" dis they termed him
The archduke folded him In his
arms, and told. him he had never
doubted his honor. He must instant
ly return to court, no longer in the
capacity Of a poor artist but as
Baron de T., which title, with its
estates. the archduke was ready to