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executed; and was, in the artist's simulation,

simulation, observable in the opinion, the superior of the original copied than in the original in every respect save one. That countenance. What say you, single defect, oddly enough, was Francesca darling? Do you not in the portraiture of the young agree with me, my pet ?” man himself. He could not say

Why, it seems to me, Guardie exactly where the fault lay; nay, dear,” replied that young lady, comparing the face on the canvas who, after staring a while at the with his own reflection in the canvas, had turned away with a mirror, he could not but acknow- toss of her little head and an imledge it a truer copy of his actual patient movement of her graceful self. Nevertheless, something was shoulders, “it seems to me that wrong. At times, he fancied that

your portrait and Edward's are it appeared almost common-place perfect images! But I think it's beside the inspired features of his very unkind of him to have made first creation.

such a looking thing of me. I'm Its technical merits as a work of sure the old one was a great deal art were, however, so great, that better. He's made me look as he feared to injure it by any at- though I cared a great deal more tempt at alteration ; and the ex- for my earrings and my pearl cellence of the other two faces of necklace, than for the-thethe group was so undeniable that She stopped and pouted her he had no misgiving lest the pretty lip: it was too much to picture should not meet with his expect that she should complete patron's approval. Accordingly he so complicated a sentence. But despatched him a neat missive, enough had been said, both by the written on ribbed and stamped Doctor and by her, to prove to notepaper, requesting the honour Edward's satisfaction that the best of

call from him and Fannie to people in the world might be very inspect the new work. The in- unintelligent critics of a work of vitation was promptly responded art. He forebore, however, to to.

give utterance to his conclusion : The Doctor took his seat in the men with an eye to business know critic's chair with an aspect of that the truth is not to be spoken genial affability; but before he out at all times. His self-control had scrutinised the picture three had its reward. minutes, it became evident that The Doctor, after a while, took something was not quite right. out his velvet-backed and goldHad he also discovered that mounted purse, which looked like changed, hardened look in the a kind of pecuniary prayer-book. portrait of the youth?

Opening it, he produced a cheque, “My dear Edward,” he said at signed and crossed, and handed it last, folding his arms and casting over to the artist with a smile: up

his eyebrows, “is there not Edward flushed as he took it; it the picture, let me say, is in all

for thousand pounds other respects admirable, and in- sterling. deed almost above criticism-but “ You can pay it into my bạnkis there not, think you, a consider

ers' whenever you like, and open able-er-deterioration, shall I an account with them. Allow me say? in the expression of the sagein to congratulate you on having the background. Methinks there


capital. is less of lofty philosophic repose, And now, how about congratulaand more of a certain crafty dis

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ambition satisfied ? Are you ready Fannie now, and I'm sure she to begin the world as Benedict the wouldn't love me so well as she married man ?"

does if she had to think me selfish. There was a pause; the cheque She's always had everything that for a thousand pounds rustied money could buy her, up to this in Edward's fingers as he time; and a thousand poundstwisted it thoughtfully about though it's a very generous price He glanced at Fannie, but there to give for a picture-wouldn't so was no initiative in her lovely much as dress her in the way she's face; his eyes reverted to the been accustomed to, for more than cheque once more. A thousand a year. I'm sure you understand pounds! It had seemed an im- how it is, Fannie," he added, turnmense deal of money a few months ing to the mistress of his heart; ago; indeed, it had seemed so up “you appreciate my motives, don't to the moment when the Doctor you?" had produced it. Yet now, for “Oh, I think it would be very some reason or other, the sum nice to be married,” returned she, appeared to havedwindled in value; looking up at him with her bright it was not so large in his hand as blue eyes; “though of course,' it had looked in the Doctor's purse. she continued, turning the diamond What could be done with a thou- ring that sparkled on her finger, sand pounds, after all? He had “it would be nice to be married, often gone through the calculation and to be as I am now, both before, yet the result had never together.” appeared so insignificant as now. Edward was silent; but the A small house might be hired and Doctor smiled, and taking Fannie's very plainly furnished; he and hand in his own, he patted it Fannie might have a severely quiet fondly. wedding; they might spend an

"That's a sensible, prudent economical honeymoon at some little woman!” said he ; “ both unfashionable watering-place, per you and Edward have gratified me haps; and then-then the real very much ; you have inspired me drudgery of life would have to with the fullest confidence. For I egin. They would be obliged to may confess, now, that I should live from hand to mouth for who have been both disappointed and could tell how long ? very likely as anxious had you persisted in long as they lived, for Edward rushing upon matrimony with so could never hope to meet with insufficient pecuniary jusanother patron so liberal as the tification. No, Edward, as the D ctor was, and (under the con- greatest of poets has told us, ‘Put ditions imposed) would continue tu money in thy purse !' Money, be. Whereas, if he could only be wrongfully applied, may be the patient, and wait yet a few months root of much evil; but money, longer, his position and prospects properly and intelligently applied, would be better by one or two is undoubtedly the source of most hundred per cent. than they were human blessings. Poverty is unnow. He put the cheque in his dignified; wealth, in wise hands, pocket.

is happiness, freedom, and power. "It's very hard to decide, dear Make money to-day, in the vigour Doctor,” he said; “but I can't of your youth and strength; and help feeling the truth and wisdom hereafter, when your faculties of of all you've said ; I know that enjoyment and appreciation are it would be selfish for me to marry ripe, you will find the cup of


luxury and pleasure brimming at not generally noticeable that upyour lips !"

holders of the former style are After the delivery of this really deficient in those practical, busieloquent exhortation, the Doctor nesslike ways which, nowadays, and Francesca took their leave. are indispensable to prosperity and The former was in capital spirits ; success,-in other words the sumthis experiment of his was really mum bonum of existence ? most interesting, and it was succeeding to admiration. Francesca, Two years gone, and not maron the other hand, was a trifle ried yet! By Jove !" murmured pensive; and after she got home I Mr. Edward Tremaine, leaning suspect she went to her room and back in his chair and yawning, had a little cry about she knew with his arms above his head. not what. As for Edward, when Edward Tremaine: yet by no he found himself alone, he lit his means the immature, boyish, ropipe, set the picture and the copy mantic young fellow whom we have beside each other, and planting heretofore associated with that himself in front of them, studied name. What a change-what an them a long while with frowning improvement—what a developeyes.

ment! Married or single, he is a There was no use blinking the man transfigured. His figure is fact; the copy was the better stouter; his curly hair is cropped executed of the two, but equal to short and parted behind. In his the original in point of expression face we note the complete absence and elevation of feeling it was not! of anything like the unsophisticated What should be done?

sentiment and dreamy abstraction After some consideration, the of his earlier youth; they have artist took the original picture given place to the keen, self-confrom the easel, carried it the tained expression of one who undark closet behind the fireplace, derstands what is for his highest and stowed it away there in the advantage, and does not mean to furthest corner, with its face to the be cheated out of it. Observe, too, wall.

those faintly indicated lines about “I'll copy my copies for the the corners of the eyes, and from future,” he muttered to himself. the outside of the nostrils to the “So long as I get paid for it just mouth :—they speak volumes ! the same, what's the odds ?" For the rest, Mr. Tremaine is

The wording of the sentiment elegantly attired, in a silk velvet was perhaps ungraceful; yet may lounging coat, Roman scarf, and not the action upon which it was a Turkish slippers. The studiocomment have indicated progress ? for he still retains his old quarters Is not the march of our improve- -is superbly fitted up; we feast ment measured by the perception our eyes on rich Indian screens; of our early short-comings-a re- Eastern rugs and stuffs; vases, cognition of the crudities and and voluptuous statuettes ; carved unrealities of our first efforts ? ivory from China, and quaint dark-And, making all proper allowances hued cabinets and furniture of for diversity of taste and opinion, antique design. But perhaps the -some preferring the delicate most peculiar feature in the studio colouring

and chaste expression of was the entire lack of those piles the old Pre-Raphaelites to the of old canvases, those half-finished warm grace and glowing fancy of sketches and studies of colour, the modern French school,-is it those dusty casts and grotesque lay-figures, wherewith an artist's love, and wise maxims on the den is generally be-littered. No artistic life. “properties” of this kind were to “ Hm ! let me see now," murbe seen; in fact, the only indica- mured the lover. “ Three and one tions of the painter's art being are four, and three are seven. actually practised in this luxurious Thirty-three — forty-six — ninetyretreat, were the easel of inlaid one hundred. Won't do, my boy; ebony, placed so as to take the you can't afford it earlier than next cool northern light, the uncom- year, any way. You see you spend pleted picture resting upon it, and quite all your increase as you go the other picture standing just be along, and that brings it_right yond, of which the one first men- down to seven at the most. Fannie tioned was a duplicate. Add to would never consent to marry on these the artist's palette and a paltry seven thousand poundsbrushes, and the catalogue of you know that. Well, so be it! practical appliances is about com- She won't mind waiting another plete. For it will be recollected that twelvemonth, that's one comfort. Mr. Tremaine, unlike the majority Come, get to work! this ought to of his less fortunate brethren, fol. be polished off before night-fall.” lowed his profession under some- He adjusted his mahl-stick, and what narrow restrictions, and laboured away diligently for half could therefore dispense with the an hour. At the end of that time heterogeneous paraphernalia with a smart knocking on his door which they are obliged to surround caused him to stay his hand; but themselves.

before he had decided whether or As regards our friend's technical not to say “ Come in,” the door proficiency, by-the-bye, we need was thrown open, and a young but glance at the fresh canvas to lady entered. assure ourselves that it has kept She was very pretty, fashionpace with his moral, mental, able and stylish. Her costume and physical advancement. So and tournure were the perfection of thoroughly has he now drilled the mode. Her countenance and himself to the routine of his work, bearing evinced complete selfthat by this time he might almost possession, and something more have gone through with it with than that; she looked independent his eyes shut. The rapidity and and knowing. In short, she might accuracy of execution to which he have served as a fair type of the has attained are something mar- wealthy, aristocratic girl of the vellous. It is worth while to copy period; and were it not for a one's self, if for no other reason, reminiscence of something not unfor the sake of the extraordinary familiar to us in the contour of her perfection certain to be arrived at. face and the setting of her un

Mr. Tremaine, after the observa abashed blue eyes, we might be tion above recorded, drew out a glad to take leave of her with but small leather-bound pocket-book, a single glance of admiration. and became absorbed in consult- “That you, Fan. ?” inquired ing it. Judging from the affection. Mr. Tremaine, laying down his ate interest with which he dwelt palette and rising indolently to his upon its contents, it might have feet. “Where have you been this been supposed to hold extracts long while ? Hullo! another new from the more tender passages of bonnet, by Jove!” Fannie's letters ; interspersed, per- “Think it's pretty ?" returned haps, with original thoughts on she, throwing herself into a rock

" You

ing chair and unfolding the fan Do you ever think about our that hung at her chatelaine. getting married, Fan?” he asked “ Paris. Only five pounds too- abruptly. wasn't it cheap ?

Vear me! I “Did you ever hear of a girl wish we lived in Paris."

who didn't think about when she'd “Five pounds every week or be married, goosey ?" retorted two for a thing like that, eh ?- the young lady, shutting her fan Well!”

and meeting Tremaine's glance Well? I'm sure you needn't without any symptom of prudish grumble—the bills don't come to embarrassment. Of course I do! you. And as for Guardie, nothing Haven't I decided on my dress, would make him grumble, except and what it's to cost, and who are my not getting everything I wanted. to be my bridesmaids, and I vow, I believe he'd make a nicer “And how soon the wedding is husband than you would, after all. to take place, I suppose ?” interHullo! why, I declare, if the boy posed Tremaine, with something hasn't nearly finished another. of a growl. Sixteen hundred for that, isn't it?” “If you ever thought of any. She lifted a pair of eyeglasses in thing but money, you old miser, it her gloved hand as she spoke, and would have taken place long ago. setting them jauntily astride her But don't be cross and quarrel, little nose, she brought her gaze she added, rising and shaking out to bear upon the canvas.

the ruffled train of her dress. “I don't succeed with me, yet," she didn't come to discuss our matriadded, after a minute, letting the monial prospects, but just to tell glasses fall. “I'm still a little be- you that Guardie is coming over yond you, my dear fellow!'' here this afternoon; and he says

“Your bonnets are, at all events, he wants to see that old thing you though I'm not sure I wouldn't painted rears ago—the first one, rather paint them than pay for

So don't forget to them. But I'm a hard working hunt it up. Good-bye, dear old man, Fannie.”

Ned. There-don't kiss me again Goodness! what a pathetic -you'll make me look spotty!” sigh; anybody would think you Tremaine opened the door of didn't get half paid for it. I'm the dark closet and looked in. The sure you needn't work unless you light from the outer room fell choose ; but I suppose you'll say dimly upon confused piles of you do it all for love of me-you rubbish, heaped on the floor and old humbug, you-ha! ha! ha!” against the walls; but could hardly

To this sally Tremaine made no penetrate to that furthest, duskiest rejoinder. He reseated himself, recess where stood the picture and fixing his eyes upon the door upon which the superstructure of of the dark closet beside the fire- his present prosperity had been place, he lapsed into a brown study. built. Tremaine, however, stepped He was thinking, perhaps, how in across the dusty débris, and layremarkably Fannie had improved ing hold of the antiquated producduring the past two years over the tion, brought it forth to the clear simple, ingenuous, innocent-eyed light of the studio, and set it on a little girl that he had then loved. chair by the side of his latest and What had occasioned the change? still unfinished copy. Then, havCould the cause be in any way ing brushed away the accumulated allied to those which had developed dust of years, he set himself down him ?

to a critical comparison of the two.

you know.

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