Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-05-22

the bed, was the slim, pale little artist
she of the "cows and trees and
faces"
Like mama from heaven 1t would
come" he repeated; "but she probably
is only dauber like thousands of
others"-and he tried to stop thinking
of it.
1t was the next time that Smith was
"manicured" that his forbidding VISA
Wis pulled from under her cushion a
cardboard. Pushing it swiftly around
the side Of the table where 1t would be
least observed, she hissed: want to
see it?"
Sure enough, there was a COW, there
was ree-two trees; but to Smiths
amazement they were real trees,
not just branches and boughs with
leaves on them. There was a spring
breeze somewhere about those trees,
or Smith was no critic; and the COW
was just about to flop a lazy tail and
turn her head
why" he began.
"Pve sold it," the girl whispered.
'To Miss Ransom. She saw me un-
doing it to show the girls and said it
made her think of her fathers place
in Vermont Lord! VestaIl be
pleased"
you know told you the other day."
began Smith.
Eyes, and didn't believe you; but
seeing's believing, and Miss Ransom's 3
gone crazy over it. If you'll give me
the address, I'll CO."
She slipped the card he gave her un-
der the cushion, and Smith received
another strange impression of an un-
accustomed effort at courtesy. Its
exceedingly kind of you"
The exceedingly" was badly done;
1t wavered and almost faltered, but
the rest of the little speech was gen.
uine enough.
| 1t took several weeks to think it out.
| Smith was tntuitive, but not impul-
sive. He bought several of the little
pictures from the dealer who had
them He scrutinized them carefully,
ne frowned and he smiled, and he
looked at them wistfully. Then he
decided. He scrutinized them care
fully, he frowned and he smiled, and
he addressed 1t to Miss Vesta Matt
hews, and sent 1t to the address he
had given her friend.
There has been placed to your
account, by one, who has seen and
found promise in your work, the
sum of two hundred dollars. A
every month for the next three
years, to enable you to study un-
der suitable masters. 1t Is my
earnest request that you make no
inquiries as to the depositor of
this money. / have every right
to do as please. and you have
every right to accept Suffiice 1t
to say that 1t comes from one who
once hoped to be an artist, but
whom Destiny has led by quite
different paths.
So accept silently. my child, and
shall send with the blessing and
good wishes Of
Here his pen stopped He looked
around blankly; then he stared out OF
the window. What vision he saw he
could not. perhaps. have told. but he
smiled very tenderly as he dipped his
pen once more and wrote. slowly and
carefully: An Old Lady Named Rose.
Three years went by.
Smith worked pretty hard He wrots
good deal. but though he was busy
and time went fast. there didn't seem
to be much in life for Smith. He told
himself that he didn't get anywhere
In his work. It was all right to know
q good picture when you saw ono, and
to give lectures on art and know what
you were talking about. but Smith
had longed with every fiber Of his b
ing TO create.
At one Of the spring exhibitions hs
was doing the whole gallery msthodi