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Updated: September 19, 2025
Through rifts in the streamers, patches of hillside and sky showed for an ethereal moment or two in tender and transparent coloration, like spirit-reflections of emerald and sapphire.... Lescott heard a voice at his side. "When does ye 'low ter commence paintin'?" It was Samson. For answer, the artist, with his unhurt hand, impatiently tapped his bandaged wrist.
And on the other side there was the mother of a girl who's at the art school, or whatever you call it, where they teach you paintin'. They are from somewhere up yonder in New England and their home folks had sent 'em a pumpkin pie. She gave me a slice of it, but I never did think much of pumpkin.
This seemed conclusive as to the merits of the case, and I told him as much. "W'l Josie was born an' growed up," continued Bill, "an' it's her I started to tell about, wa'n't it? She was allus a cute little thing, an' early she got this art business in her head. She'd read about fellers that had got to be great by paintin' an' carvin', an' it made her wild to do the same thing.
Gallery after gallery, room after room did we wander through till the gorgeous colorin' seemed to dye our very thoughts and emotions, and I looked at Josiah in a kinder mixed-up, lofty way, as if he wuz a ile paintin' or a statute, and he looked at me almost as if he considered me a chromo. It wuz a time not to be forgot as long as memory sets up high on her high throne.
"I hate to have the dining-room chairs off a paintin' when there's so much style about everything else, and I've got a visitor with me.
"Sakes alive! Have I got to live inside of that," she snorted. "Why, it's the worst lookin' thing I ever saw. If I don't settle him," she added, " paintin' my porch as if it belonged to him and me as well," she added ambiguously. And, catching up her sun-bonnet, she hastened over to her neighbor's and inquired for Jonathan. "Sure, he's gone to Martin's Junction to see his brother, Mrs. Burke.
'If all th' la-ads enthered into th' r- races with th' same spirit ye show now, I says, 'th' English flag'd be dhroopin' fr'm th' staff, an' Cyrus Bodley iv Wadham, Mass.,'d be paintin' th' stars an' sthripes on th' Nelson monnymint, I says. 'Whin we hated th' English, I says, 'an' a yacht r-race was li'ble to end in a war message fr'm the prisidint, we used to bate thim, I says.
Understand you, minister!" said he, "to be sure I do. I have been that way often and often. That was the case when I was to Lowel factories, with the galls a taking of them off in the paintin' line.
Toley, "'tis strange to meet a grab so far out at sea. We'll run down to it." "What is a grab?" asked Desmond of Bulger, when the news had circulated through the ship's company. "Why, that's a grab, sure enough. I en't a good hand at pictur' paintin'; we're runnin' square for the critter, and then you'll see for yourself.
One of the rooms is called "Garden of the Gods;" another is "Abode of the Fairies," and one is the "Bridal Chamber;" another is the "Cathedral Chimes." Language can't paint nor do anything towards paintin' the dazzlin' glory of them rooms, with the great masses of gleamin' crystal, and slender columns, and all sorts of forms and fancies wrought in the dazzlin' crystalline masses.
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