Sioux County pioneer. (Fort Yates, Sioux County, N.D.) 1914-1929, 1915-04-09

Heretofore. hls Instructors had held
him rigidly to the limitations of black
and white, but now they took of the
bonds and permitted him the color!ul
delight OF attempting to express him
self from the palette. It was like per-
hitting natural poet to leave prose
and play with prosody.
One day Adrienne looked up from a
sheaf OF his very creditable landscape
studies to inquire suddenly:
Samson. are you rich man or a
poor one?"
He laughed. $50 rich," he told her,
that unless l can turn some Of this
stun into money within year or two
shall have to 20 back to hoeing
corn"
She nodded gravely.
Hasn't 1t occurred to you" she
demanded. that in a way you are
wasting your gifts? They were talk.
Ing about you the other evening-sev.
eral painters. They all said that you
should be doing portraits"
The Kentuckian smiled. His mas.
tiers had been telling him the same
thing. He had fallen in love with art
through the appeal of tho skies and
hills. He had followed ito call at the
proselyting Of George Lescott, who
painted only landscape. Portraiture
seemed less artistic form Of expires.
sion. He said 80.
That may all be very true" she
conceded. "but you can go on with
your landscapes and let your por.
traits pay the way. And" she added.
since I am very vain and moderately
rich, I hereby commission you ia
paint me. just as soon as you learn
how"
Farbish had simply dropped out. Bit
by bit the truth Of the conspiracy had
leaked, and he knew that his useful.
ness was ended and that well.lined
pocketbooks would no longer open to
his profligate demands.
Sally had started to school. She
had not announced that she meant Ia
do so. but each day the people of Misery
saw her old sorrel mare making it's
way to and from the general direction
of Stagbone college. and they smiled
No one knew how sally's cheeks
famed as she sat alone on Saturdays
and Sundays on the rock at the back
bones rift. She was taking her place
morbidly sensitive and a woman Of
eighteen, among little spindle.shanked
girls in short skirts. and the little
girls were more advanced than she
But she, too, meant to have "l'arnin'
as much of it as was necessary to sat
isfy the lover who might never come
And yet. the "fotched.on" teachers al
the college" thought her the most
voractously ambitious pupil they had
ever had. so unfiaggingly did she toll
and the most remarkably acquisitive
so fast did she learn. But her studies
had again been interrupted, and Miss
Grover, her teacher, riding over one
day to find out why her prize schola,
had deserted. met in the road an
empty ."jolt wagon" followed by g
ragged cortege Of mounted men and
women. whose faces were still lugu
brious with the effort of recen,
mourning. Her question ELECTED the
information that they were returning
from the "buryin'" OF the Widow MI
Ter.
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Towards the end Of that year Sam
son undertook his portrait of Adri
enne Lescott. The work was nearins
completion, but 1t had been agreed
that the girl herself was not to have
a peep at the canvas until the painter
was ready to unveil it in a finished
condition. Often. as she posed, VIII
fred Horton idled in the studio with
them. and often George Lescott came
to criticize. and left without criticiz
ing. The girl was impatient for the
day when she. too. was to see the pic
ture, concerning which the three men
maintained so profound a secrecy. She
knew that Samson was q painter who
analysed with his brush, and that hia
picture would show her not only fea
lures and expression, but the mans
estimate of herself.
do you know" he said one dav
coming out from behind his easel and
studying her, through half.closed eyes
II never really began to know you un
til now? Analysing you-studyinR you
in this fashion, not by your words. hut
by your expression, your pose. the
J very unconscious essence of your per.
sonality-these things are illuminat
ing"
Although am not painting you. -
she said with smile, II have been
studying you. too. AS you stand there
before your canvas your own person.
atty is revealed-and have not been
entirely unobservant myself"
And under the X-ray scrutiny al