Tales for Young and Old eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 230 pages of information about Tales for Young and Old.

Tales for Young and Old eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 230 pages of information about Tales for Young and Old.

‘Pshaw,’ pettishly returned the artist; ’go play with your doll, and don’t talk about things you can’t understand.’

‘But I should like to learn, papa,’ the child resumed:  ’I think it would be so pretty to paint, and, besides, it would get us some more money, and then we could have a large house and servants, such as we used to have, and that would make you happy again, would it not, papa?’

‘You are a good girl, Amy, to wish to see me happy,’ the father rejoined, somewhat softened by the artless affection of his little daughter; ’but women are never painters—­that is, they are never great painters.’  The child made no further comment, but still retained her seat, until her father’s task was accomplished.

The chamber in which this brief dialogue took place was a meanly-furnished apartment in a small house situated in the suburbs of Manchester.  The appearance of the artist was that of a disappointed man, who contends doggedly with adversity rather than stems the torrent with fortitude.  Habitual discontent was stamped on his countenance, but ever and anon a glance of fierceness shot from his full dark eyes, as the thought of the position to which his talents ought to have raised him would flit across his brain.  A greater contrast could scarcely be conceived than existed between the father and child:  the latter added to the charms of that early period of life a face and form of exquisite beauty.  Her dazzling complexion, rich auburn hair, and graceful attitudes, accorded ill with the rusty black frock which was the mourning habiliment for her maternal parent, and the expression of her features was that of natural joyousness, tempered, but not wholly suppressed, by thoughtfulness beyond her years.

Leonard Beaufort had once been, as was implied by his daughter, in a different station to that he how occupied.  He was by birth and education a gentleman; but partly owing to his own mismanagement and extravagance, and partly from misfortunes altogether unavoidable (though he chose to attribute his reverses wholly to the latter cause), he found himself suddenly plunged from competence into utter destitution.  He had hitherto practised painting as an amateur, but now he was forced to embrace it as the only means afforded him of supporting his family, which at that time consisted of a wife and two children.  He was not without some share of talent; but unhappily for those who depended on his exertions, he was too indolent to make much progress in an art which requires the exercise of perseverance, no less than the possession of genius; and after struggling for more than three years with the bitterest poverty, his wife and youngest child fell victims to their change of circumstances.  Little Amy was thus left motherless, and would have been friendless, but for the care of a neighbour, who, pitying her forlorn condition, watched over her with almost maternal regard.  Mrs Lyddiard was the widow of a merchant’s clerk, who had no other provision than that which was afforded her by her own labours in a little school; but from these humble means she was enabled, by prudent management, to give her only child Herbert—­a boy about three years the senior of Amy—­a tolerable education, which would fit him to undertake a similar situation to that which his father had filled.

Copyrights
Project Gutenberg
Tales for Young and Old from Project Gutenberg. Public domain.