Gunnison news-champion., 1916-08-18

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ths nsje6ty q Iks co11eII han.
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second reading. and then Senator Null
lens poke fne II dryiy. tediously an
At length eenatoe Kinney then aross.
and the welkin seised the bellrops pro-
paratory to ringing.
Senator Kinney spoke for IN hsur.
History was his theme-histosy NTH
gated by patriotism and sentiment. He
referred casually to the picture In the
outer halI-it was unnecessary. he oald,
to dilate upon its merits-the senatos
had seen for themselves. The painter
Of the picture was the grandson Of
Lucien Briscoe. Then came the word
pictures OF Briscoe's life set forth In
thrilling colora. His rude and ven
turesome life. his simple minded lore
for the commonwealth be helped to up
build. his contempt for rewards and
praise. his extreme and sturdy inde-
pendence and the great services he had
rendered the state. The subject Of the
oration was Lucien Briscoe. The
painting stood in the background serv-
Ing simply as q means. now happily
brought forward. through which the
state might bestow tardy recompense
upon the descendant Of its favorite
son.
The bill passed without an opposing
vote. Tomorrow It would be taken up
by the house. Already was It fixed to
glide through that body on rubber
tires. Blandford, Grayson and Plum
mer. all wheelhorscs and orators and
provided with plentiful memoranda
concerning the deeds Of Pioneer Bris-
coe. had agreed to furnish the motive
power.
The San Saba lobby and its protege
stumbled awkwardly down the stairs
and out into the capitol yard. Then
they heried closely and gave one yell
Of triumph. But one Of them-Buck
Knecd Summers II was-hit the key
with the thoughtful remark:
''She cut the mustard" he said. "nll
right. I reckon they're goin' to buy
Ions steer. I amt right much on the
parlyment'ry. but gather that's what
the signs added ur. But she seems to
me, Lonny. the argument ran principal
to grandfather instead Of paint. It's
reasonable calculatin' that you want to
be glad you got the Briscoe brand ON
you. my son."
mind an unpleasant, vague suspicion to
the same effect. His reticence in
creased. and he gathered grass from
the ground. chewing 1t pensively. The
picture as q picture had been humili-
atingly absent from the senator's ar
guments. The painter had been held
up rs a grandson. pure and simple.
The hotel Lonny stopped at was near
the capitol. II was near to the I O'Clock
dinner hour when the appropriation
had been passed by the senate. The
hotel clerk told Lonny that famous
artist from New York had arrived In
town that day and was In the hotel
&c was on MIS- way westward to New
Mexico to study the effect Of sunlight
upon the ancient wall Of the Zunis.
obdern stone rejects light: Those an
eicnt building materials absorb It. The
artist wanted this effect in picturs
he was painting and was travelling
1000 miles to get II.
I1onny sought this man out after din
ner and told his story. The artist was
an unhealthy man. kept alive BY gen.
nus and indifference to life. He went
with Lonny to the capitol and stood
there before the picture. The artist
pulled his beard and looked unhappy:
SHOULD like to have your senti-
ments." said IDnny. '.just as they run
out OF the pen"
"It's the way they'll come" said the
painter man. II took three different
kinds Of medicines before dinner-by
the tablespoonful. The taste stili lin.
gers. l am primed for telling the
truth. You want to know II the pic
ture II or II 1t isn'tr
Fright" said Lonny. "Is IT wool O,
cotton? Should paint some more o.
cut II out and ride herd a-plentyY'
II heard rumor during pie" said
the artist, shat the state b about to
pay you $4,000 for this picture"
"It's passed the senate" said Lonny.
'and the house rounds It up tomor-
row."
That's lucky" said the pale man.
"Do you carry q rabbits footr'
"No." said Lonny. "but II seems
had q grandfather. He's considerable
mixed up In the color scheme. II took
me year to paint that picture. Ii
she entirely awful or not? Some says.
now. that that steers tail amt badly
drawed. They think rs proportioned
nice Tell me-
The artist glanced ut Lonny's wiry
figure and nut brown skin. Something
stirred him to a passing irritation.
For arts sake. son." he said. frac-
tiously, "don't spend any more money