Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 4,188 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works.

Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 4,188 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Works.

He uncovered the bust which he had but half shaped, and struck the first flake from the glittering marble.  The toil, once begun, fascinated him strangely, and after the day’s work was done, and at every interval he could snatch from his duties, he wrought at his secret task.

“Clement is graver than ever,” the young men said at the office.  “What’s the matter, do you suppose?  Turned off by the girl they say he means to marry by and by?  How pale he looks too!  Must have something worrying him:  he used to look as fresh as a clove pink.”

The master with whom he studied saw that he was losing color, and looking very much worn; and determined to find out, if he could, whether he was not overworking himself.  He soon discovered that his light was seen burning late into the night, that he was neglecting his natural rest, and always busy with some unknown task, not called for in his routine of duty or legitimate study.

“Something is wearing on you, Clement,” he said.  “You are killing yourself with undertaking too much.  Will you let me know what keeps you so busy when you ought to be asleep, or taking your ease and comfort in some way or other?”

Nobody but himself had ever seen his marble or its model.  He had now almost finished it, laboring at it with such sleepless devotion, and he was willing to let his master have a sight of his first effort of the kind,—­for he was not a sculptor, it must be remembered, though he had modelled in clay, not without some success, from time to time.

“Come with me,” he said.

The master climbed the stairs with him up to his modest chamber.  A closely shrouded bust stood on its pedestal in the light of the solitary window.

“That is my ideal personage,” Clement said.  “Wait one moment, and you shall see how far I have caught the character of our uncrowned queen.”

The master expected, very naturally, to see the conventional young woman with classical wreath or feather headdress, whom we have placed upon our smallest coin, so that our children may all grow up loving Liberty.

As Clement withdrew the drapery that covered his work, the master stared at it in amazement.  He looked at it long and earnestly, and at length turned his eyes, a little moistened by some feeling which thus betrayed itself, upon his scholar.

“This is no ideal, Clement.  It is the portrait of a very young but very beautiful woman.  No common feeling could have guided your hand in shaping such a portrait from memory.  This must be that friend of yours of whom I have often heard as an amiable young person.  Pardon me, for you know that nobody cares more for you than I do,—­I hope that you are happy in all your relations with this young friend of yours.  How could one be otherwise?”

It was hard to bear, very hard.  He forced a smile.  “You are partly right,” he said.  “There is a resemblance, I trust, to a living person, for I had one in my mind.”

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