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At the age of twenty-six Donald Abbott had becouished painter in water-colors His as individual, and at the

sa One saw his Italian landscapes as

through a filauze: the almond blossoms of Sicily, the rose-laden walls

of Florence, the vineyards of Chianti, the poppy-glowing Caht hier that attended the careers of his whilom associates His

father had left him some valuable patents--wash-tubs, carpet-cleaners, and

other labor-saving devices--and the royalties from these were quite

sufficient to keep him pleasantly housed When he referred to his father

(of whom he had been very fond) it was as an inventor Of what, he rarely

told In Aht; but over here, where these inventions

were unknown, a wash-tub had a peculiar significance: that a h its services left persons in doubt as to his

genealogical tree, which, as a ood one As a

boy his schoolmates had dubbed him "The Sweep" and "Suds," and it was only

hus (not inconsiderable, for tourists found much to adratifying his ances So there were no lines in his handsome, boyish, beardless

face; and his eyes were unusually clear and happy Perhaps once or twice,

since his majority, he had returned to Ah certainly he was one, the only tie existing between hiularly honored his drafts

And who shall conde Italy to the desolate center of

New York state, where good servants and good weather are as rare as are