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Curtis, George William, 1824-1892

"Trumps"

It is said in school, Sir, that you don't
like Mr. Gray's boys, and I knew nobody who could introduce me. But
to-day, as I came by, every thing looked so beautifully, and I was so
sure that I could make a pretty picture if I could only get leave to
come inside the grounds, that almost unconsciously I found myself coming
up the avenue and ringing the bell. That's all, Sir; and I'm sure I beg
your pardon for troubling you so much."
Mr. Burt listened to this speech with a pacified air. He was perhaps a
little ashamed of his furious onslaughts and interruptions, and therefore
the more graciously inclined toward the request of the young man.
So the old man said, with tolerable grace,
"Well, Sir, I am willing you should draw my house. Will you do it this
afternoon?"
"Really, Sir," replied Abel, "I had no intention of asking you to-day;
and as I strolled out merely for a walk, I did not bring my drawing
materials with me. But if you would allow me to come at any time, Sir,
I should be very deeply obliged. I am devoted to my art, Sir."
"Oh! you mean to be an artist?"
"Perhaps, Sir."
"Phit! phit! Don't do any such silly thing, Sir. An artist! Why how much
does an artist make in a year?"
"Well, Sir, the money I don't know about, but the fame!"
"Oh! the fame! The fiddle, Sir! You are capable of better things."
"For instance, Mr. Burt--"
"Trade, Sir, trade--trade.


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