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Joachim and St. Anna were drawn from her father and mother. This picture pleased the church authorities so much that they gave the young painter an order for another, which represented St. Martin dividing his cloak with beggars. In this work the saint was a portrait of Vandyck, and the horse on which he rode was like that which Rubens had given him. This picture has quite a history.

And Aunt Louise wept another tear, and smiled on looking at the portrait of the officer of the Royal Guard. I was dining at the house of some friends, and in the course of the evening the hostess said to me: "Do you often go to the opera?" "Yes, very often." "And do you go behind the scenes?" "Yes, I go behind." "Then you can do me a favor.

"A beautiful portrait what can you want more?" "The picture is for mamma. I ask a favor on my own account." "I refuse it beforehand. But you can tell me what it is, all the same." "Well, then the only part of your house that I have ever been in is this atelier. You can imagine I have a curiosity to see the rest." "I see! you threaten me with a domiciliary visit without warning.

She had sufficient logic and common sense to apply to these matters, and sufficient imagination to handle them sympathetically, had she chosen to consider them at all, but she did not choose. She was deep in the adventure of her existence as differentiated from its practical working out. The day Collier Pratt finished his portrait of her she was not alone in the studio with him.

Entering my room and closing the door after me, I drew the miniature from my pocket and stood gazing at it for I know not how long. I stood staring at the portrait, I say, with a kind of fascination that astonished me, seeing that it had come to me in such a way. It was no French face of my imagination, and as I looked it seemed to me that I knew Mademoiselle Helene de Saint-Gre.

Her portrait is to be seen in all the shop windows, and all the stadtholders dine once a month in the Black Raven to enjoy this pie. Neither through prayers nor entreaties, commands, or threatenings, has Madame Blaken been induced to give up her recipe or even to go to the castle and prepare the pasty.

Sternly then she asked herself if she had no pride; if she had forgotten that it was because of her that the Winthrop portrait had not been a success because of her, either for the reason that he loved now Miss Winthrop, or else that he loved no girl except to paint. Very early in the morning a white-faced, red-eyed Billy appeared at Aunt Hannah's bedside.

"Have you at last discovered a hat to suit me?" asked Leon de Lora. "Why, monsieur! in fifteen days?" replied Vital, "and for you! Two months would hardly suffice to invent a shape in keeping with your countenance. See, here is your lithographic portrait: I have studied it most carefully.

Procter deprecated with energy such an idea as that. Looking at the portrait again, Rogers said, with great feeling, "Children would run away from that face, and they never ran away from me!" Notwithstanding all he had to say against the portrait, I thought it a wonderful likeness, and a painting of great value.

So they chose an early hour of a chill, rainy May morning to drive in a hansom from their place in Park Lane to Burlington House. They found the portrait in Room VI, on the line, in a corner, but where it had the benefit of such light as there was.