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I'd invite um all to a big feast, and make b'lieve I wanted to have a big talk; and as soon as I got um all together, I'd pitch in and sculp about half of um, and then t'other half would be mighty glad to make a peace that would stick. That's the way I'd make a treaty with the dog'ond, red-bellied varmints; and as sure as you're born, Cap., that's the only way."
I want to see the work of the great sculptor Julio Romano." "He wasn't a sculptor." "Yes, he was; didn't he sculp no, what is the word Hermione. No; I mean they pretended he had done her." "Hermione! What, have you seen the 'Winter's Tale?" "Papa Uncle Wardour, that is read it to us last Christmas." "Well, I've seen it. Alfred and I went to it last spring with our tutor."
They lounged about, cleaning their guns, watching the myriad flocks of wild ducks and geese casting blue-black shadows on the ponds. "Arrah, McChesney," said Terence, as he watched the circling birds, "Clark's a great man, but 'tis more riverince I'd have for him if wan av thim was sizzling on the end of me ramrod." "I'd sooner hev the Ha'r Buyer's sculp," said Tom.
Say I will try to come again on Sunday afternoon, if the weather is good. Who lives in the next house?" "A family named Eggleston. I hear they sculp and paint for a living. Good-day, miss. I won't forget to tell the old lady you called."
When I was in Rome Rome in New York State, I mean a distinguished sculpist wanted to sculp me. But I said "No." I saw through the designing man. My model once in his hands he would have flooded the market with my busts and I couldn't stand it to see everybody going round with a bust of me.
Sez I, "I should be ashamed if I wuz in your place, the father and grandfather of a family, and the deacon in a meetin'-house, to be up at midnight a-posin' for statutes and actin'." "But," sez he, "I didn't know but they would want to sculp me while I wuz here in Chicago, and I thought I'd git a attitude all ready.
This noble work, from the hand of Paul Dubois, one of the most interesting of that new generation of sculp- tors who have revived in France an art of which our overdressed century had begun to despair, has every merit but the absence of a certain prime feeling. It is the echo of an earlier tune, an echo with a beauti- ful cadence.
"She bes hard an' fast," he said. "Wid the weather liftin', she'll not fall abroad yet awhile, nor she don't be in any risk o' slidin' astarn an' founderin'. We has plenty o' time to break out the cargo, men, after the sea quiets a bit. Aye, plenty o' time to sculp her.
Sculp every mother's son o' 'em. Hooza! hoozay!" There was no time to make reply to these cries of encouragement. Enough to know that it was our old comrade who gave utterance to them. It proved he was still living; and, echoing his exulting shout, we galloped onward.
The party arranged itself according to its natural affinities or casual likings; a sculptor generally choosing a painter, and a painter a sculp tor, for his companion, in preference to brethren of their own art. Kenyon would gladly have taken Hilda to himself, and have drawn her a little aside from the throng of merry wayfarers.
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