Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1913-09-23

Two lOaVcS OF Drcau, SIX pies 1nO
twice as many cakes as you sent be-
fore"
"You are expecting company,
thenY" Jane inquired. 81 shall send
them up tomorrow morning"
'No, never bother with visitors
when / want to work; and that re-
minds me that the light is perfect to-
day and time is feeting, so if | want
to accomplish anything it behooves
me to return to the hill"
Jane watched his long, swinging
strides as he walked from the yard.
So that was the artist, and she hadn't
recognized any of the earmarks of
his profession. His hair was close
cropped, his face lacked the artistic
pallor and the inevitable Windsor tie
was missing. He was strong and
wholesome looking, and Jane thought
him the finest example Of the genus
homo she had ever seen.
Jimmy Case being away from
home for the day, Jane was forced to
deliver the basket to the artist. so,
attired in a freshly laundered, flow
cred dimity frock and a broad
brimmed leghorn hat, she walked to-
ward the bungalow. Thus Jane rea-
soned: "He must have something to
eat; artists we're always hungry and
very poor. Therefore, she would not
charge him her regular prices. Too
bad that he, also, was i'll favored by
fortune. If only people would buy
his paintings; but they never did APP
preciate talent until after the death
of the artist" BY this time she had
reached the bungalow browning the
hill, among the grove of poplar trees.
She found the artist so absorbed
in his work that he failed to notice
her approach. So, tempted by de-
sire TO watch him painting unob-
served, she quietly entered the room
and stood for some seconds while he
piled the brush with strong, quick
strokes. Presently he turned. 81
felt some one watching me. Do sit
down."
Jane sank into chair and for a
minute he gazed at her critically,
finally saying: 81 wonder if you
would allow me to paint you? /
need you in my orchard picture"
Jane blushed. "Of course l would.
Whenever YOU like" He thanked
her profusely also for bringing the
pastry, and then Jane rose to go.
Hatless he escorted her to the foot
of the hin and ordered more pies,
bread and cakes, saying that he
would call for them two days later.
Jane was kept extremely busy,
with the care Of her mother and fill
ing orders, for each time the artist
came he wanted more pastry. Jane
could not imagine how anyone could
possibly have such an enormous ap-
petite. Perhaps he did not have any
thing else to eat. Poor man! she
must make the prices lower than
ever.
The artist soon acquired the habit
of spending many of his evenings
with Jane, and on the day his paint
ing of her was completed he came
down and begged the fair subject to
return with him to view the results
Of his handiwork.
Jane stood enraptured before the
exquisite picture and finally gasped
"Surely, you can sell this one?"
"Sell ?" he snapped. "Who 1ail
couldn't sell my pictures?
wouldn't part with this one for q
kingdom"
aren't you foolish, if you need
the money!" she inquired.
"What gives you the impression
that I need money!"
Jane hesitated, then stammered:
"Why-why, all artists are poor,
aren't they?"
He laughed heartily. "You dear,
dear girl, this is delicious" and COM
ing nearer he took both her hands in
his. knowing me TO be in the
depths of poverty, will you share it
with me? For | love you beyond all
expression, Jane"
She gladly cast her lot with his,