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Show The Artist's New Year By FLORENCE HARRIS WELLS 7$iWV WAS an artist and hud Sgfj? thought by 'raveling over "&$ p the snow-boujid prairies he M L 'u,d set an fnspiratlon for 'il 1h winter landscape lie gj was plannii, ;. But it was proving a drmal failure. li Jfill&iS, ;"J,niU0li tc himself, as tills vfejU tirst day of the New Year Wfl'ff- wns drawing to a close. iv-iCSi)' Ue lla:i uot chosen to ' "i ' I ravel this day. His destination desti-nation should have been reached 24 hours earlier. But here he wus unit here he was likely to be for some-time some-time from the present outlook. All lay the slow-moving train had plowed through the heavy snow, now fust becoming be-coming a land of ice from the sleety rain that was steadily falling. To make matters wbrse, it wus an immigrant train. Why Fate bwl caused him to pick this train he cmilil not understand. A great way indeed to begin the year. -5 vith this melange isS- SPi ,f human beings. "iSjll nstead of at his 555 ? rj iwn fireside And gJ. , ',e had deluded sS 1 'l! 'limself with the -;vv;" bought that he kj$f night get insplra- 'jjfey ion from a trip ffiffi&'jfi&'i'C. aich as this, he Ij&r m roast leal ! re- j ninded himself. g ., .- leet. rait, and -ZXy i-e without a t33v9- ' hill gray back- -rround : While r vithin It was in- 'initely worse i?'- nunigratits with gulteral voices he didn't like "!l migrants, lie didn't like their nimief' 011s children. He had lust come to "lis ,.,,i.,isi,,n-s n rule all childl"""! W pealed to him-when a grimy !"' girl crept into the scat beside !iim Willi shining eyes upturned W asked; "Is II not liciu-u tl-ful. mister? The artist looked where the SP little linger pointed mid Snt h!S splr.-ition. The heavy clouds, grown thin. ' dashed with scarlet and pink, i' the black farm buildings stnml nut silhouetted gracefulness nsai" heavenly sky. The last rays m setting sun sent n glow 0.ver,i,t gleaming Ice-covered prairie ' made it -.i.l,mner and sparkle ' mystical radiance. He put his arm Hbmit the stained little Immigrant. she. ' had the artist's soul. Busy W own self centered thoughts. w this child he would have ni'.sseii great,-! inspiration nature rYnrn ,oni;ml store had eversct her""" The New Year had brought ""'" hltn after all. , ,c!. 1!U'6 WVHl.-rn N..PMfi ' |