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"Hit hain't got

with a sweep of his hand the symphony about theht ones Hit whispers ter a feller, the

saerly asked:

"Stranger, kin you look at the sky an' the in'--with yore eyes?"

The painter felt a thrill of astonishment It seemed incredible that

the boy, whose rude descriptives reflected such poetry of feeling,

could be one with the savage young animal who had, two hours before,

raised his hand heavenward, and reiterated his oath to do murder in

payment of murder

"Yes," was his slow reply, "every painter must do that Music and

color are two expressions of the sa is Beauty"

The mountain boy

shadows in the water; and Lescott asked cautiously, fearing to wake hie: "So you are interested in skies and hills and their beauties, too, are

you?"

Sah was half-ashaer," he said, "I 'lows that I hain't much interested

in nothin' else"

That there dwelt in the lad so which leaped in response to the