the way, she is not Mr. Fowler’s aunt but an old 
nurse of his. I must have misunderstood him. 
He came out to see her and wa3 taken ill, so he 
has lingered. Ah ! weil the hours have flown all 
too swiftly.” 
From the tone of this letter we feared that our 
worst suspicions were in a fair way to be realized. 
A few days brought Eliza once more to our 
house. She was looking happier, more brilliant 
than ever. I dreaded to dash her hopes to the 
ground, for it was evident on whom those hopes 
were founded. The picture of Judith was nearly 
finished, and in a gay mood she seated herself, as 
she said, for me to add a few last touches, since she 
was so improved in appearance all her friends 
said. We inquired for Mr. Fowler, and she said 
he brought her home, but was soon going to Bos¬ 
ton and Philadelphia. 
Ere she left, my wife privately and earnestly 
besought her to give her her confidence. She 
confessed that Mr. Fowler had given her proofs 
of his love, though they were as yet not engaged. 
Her confidence in him was perfect. Nellie then 
told her as gently as possible, what we had heard 
of him. She flew into a passion on the instant, 
declaring it to be afoul slander, and finally, with a 
burst of tears, she went away almost angry with 
Nellie for telliDg her. 
Mr. Fowler left town, and for some days we 
saw nothing of Elise, and supposed that her petty 
aDger kept her away. Nellie called at the store, 
but found she had left there for another situation. 
We began to feel anxious on her account, and 
only waited Mrs. Allen’s return to lay our 
fears before her. We hoped to find Elise again 
and convinceher that we were truly herfriends, but 
we relinquished that hope when, one day in the 
early Autumn, my wife returned from a walk, say¬ 
ing that she had seen some one upon one of the 
Avenues, whom she w r as confident was Elise but 
as she turned to cross, the female saw her, drew 
down her veil and disappeared. She evidently 
wished to avoid her. 
The first of November we paid a visit to Mrs. 
Allen’s and without reserve related the incidents 
of the Summer. She seemed much shocked at our 
suspicions, and admitted that her brother’s con¬ 
duct had not always been satisfactory, but that 
she was certain that in this matter he had merely 
been inconsiderate. She feared that Elise though 
innocent, was very weak minded, and had been 
led by her vanity to misconstrue Mr. Fowler’s 
attentions. She further informed us that her 
brother intended going to Europe in the spring, 
and that there were hopes that a reconciliation 
with his wife was about to take place. Unsatisfac¬ 
tory as this was, it was all we could do for the 
present. Thus we heard no more of Elise for 
three or four months. 
My picture entered the exhibition, attracted 
much attention, and I had numerous opportuni¬ 
ties to sell it. This I was unwilling to do, and 
orders for duplicates came in as rapidly as I 
should be able to execute them during the current 
year. 
It was one chilly evening in February that my 
wife and I were sitting by our cosy fireside dis¬ 
cussing my improved prospects, and speculating 
upon the fate of one so nearly connected with my 
reputation as an artist. Suddenly we heard the 
outer door shut violently, and in another moment 
Elise stood before us. She dashed her bonnet 
from her head, and, standing erect, glared around 
the room with restless, suspicious eyes. She was 
sadly changed. Her pale face and disordered hair 
gave her a wild expression, with which her 
neglected attire, bearing marks of travel, was 
strongly in keeping. 
“It was true!” she cried “ all true! He thought 
to deceive me, but I was too strong for him. Ah! 
the villain!” and she laughed a harsh laugh. 
“Did you think that I should never find you? 
He was going abroad with his pretty bride to leave 
me here alone, but I found him, and” coming 
nearer, she spoke in a cautious whisper, “ I’ve 
f)ublis!}et’s Notices, 
olive complexion, and betrayed the eagerness of 
the intent which was so nearly consummated. 
After dinner my host still further increased my 
interest in this striking painting by relatingHo me 
its bistory which, to the best of my recollection, 
was this: 
As I told you, we were poor, and poor young 
artists were then, as now, too common to excite 
mueh notice. I had been sick, and recovering, found 
my funds at a very low ebb, and even my cheerful 
wife, worn by care and anxiety, began to look 
rather sorrowfully on our future. I must paint 
something remarkable—something which would 
attract immediate attention. I had a historical 
piece upon the easel partly finished, but I put 
that aside and hastily sketched a Judith. I had 
studied the Jewish features carefully ; they always 
interested me. The picture which had brought 
me the highest price of any which I bad yet 
painted, was a Wandering Jew, which, strangely 
enough, was bought by Farquar, the Jew exchange 
broker. 
At first, I sketched a head, representing in the 
face the emotions of Judith when bending over 
the couch of her victim before the deed. But it was 
too vague. Then I took a half length, but had no 
better success. I was feeble and excitable, and 
after spending days, which grew into weeks, in this 
way, I was nearly determined to give up and take 
my wife into the country to her father’s until I 
should be strong and well again. 
I had sat down one day for a la3t attempt, and 
with a sad heart and cloudy brow was working 
busily, when Nellie, who had gone out to take the 
air in a stroll upon Broadway, rushed in breathless, 
and seizing a fan, began, in her lively way, to 
recount her adventures. 
“ 0, Lawrence ! it is so warm, and I am so out 
of breath! I walked so fast, I was in such a hurry 
to tell you! I’ve seen a model for your Judith ! 
If you can only get her! In a lace store in Canal 
street! 0, you must go!” 
In short, as Nellie related more calmly when 
she had leisure to collect her thoughts, she had 
entered a lace store on Canal street to make a few 
purchases, and been waited upon by a French 
girl who had struck her fancy so much that I must 
see her without delay, and if possible induce her 
to sit for her portiait. 
Had we been in Paris instead of New York, such 
a proceeding would not have been unusual, but I 
felt that, as it was, there were some difficulties in 
the way. To ask a young woman to perform such 
a service would require tact, and that of which I 
had less—money to pay her handsomely. 
However, to gratify my wife, I walked out with 
her next day, and we paid a visit to the might be 
Judith. I was delighted. Nellie had an artist’s 
eye, and in this instance it was a tiue one. I need 
not describe the girl. Look at the painting,—im¬ 
agination hasdonebutlittle. But howto approach 
her was the question. Nellie insisted that I should 
leave that to her, and thus she managed it, fortune 
favoring. 
She called frequently, and always contrived to 
see and speak with the girl, whose reserve grad¬ 
ually wore off before her lively frankness. She 
found that Elise Denmead embroidered for the 
store in which she was employed, and also for any 
who wished her services. Having at that time 
some delicate work on hand sbe gave a part of it 
to her to do. When bLo Lad finiebed it she came 
BYE-AND-BYE. 
"Wb say it first when oar hearts are gay, 
When our life’s young sky is blue and bright, 
And we dream the morniDg hours away 
With never a thought of the coming night 
« Bye aod-bye ” we will win of fame 
Some lofty niche in her temple high, 
The world shall riDg with our honored name 
In the years that are coming “ bye-and-bye.” 
But time rolls onward and hope delays 
Her flatteriBg promises to fulfill. 
Yet we list to her song of the future days, 
And, trusting as ever, believe her still. 
We have no sight for the swift-winged hours 
That are flitting by us so silently,— 
We are looking still for the thornless flowers 
That we are to gather “ bye-and-bye.” 
Years remorselessly speed away, 
Stealing the bloom from the faded cheek, 
Streaking the sunny locks with gray, 
But never bringing the good we seek, 
Till weary of sorrow the aching breast 
But longs in the quiet grave to lie, 
And only sighs for the dreamless rest 
That shall be its portion “ bye-and-bye.” 
Here in our chrysalis state we lie, 
Shapmg wings for a heavenly birth, 
And the spirit that fain would mount and fly, 
Is bound by life’s pitiful creeds to earth; 
But soon or late shall its chains be riven, 
We Ehall gain the knowledge for which we sigh, 
Why much was withheld and little given,— 
We shall know God’s reasons “ bye-and-bye.” 
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JUDITH. 
BY CAROLINE A. HOWARD. 
I have not painted much of late years. When a 
man gets towards the sixties, if he has anything 
like a competency, he begins to have a partiality 
for good dinners and arm-chairs. 
Is art less attractive than in my more enthu¬ 
siastic youth ? Not a bit of it! On the contrary, 
I think I am a more sincere worshiper at her 
shrine, since the munificence of Fortune has 
enabled me to regard her only with the highest 
devotion, and not as one compelled to seek her 
through motives of self-interest. 
Yes, it does take a little from the romance of 
artist-life, to feel the harsh hand of Necessity 
continually urging to new efforts, bidding you 
coin your bright fancies into money if you would 
have bread. But it does not take away all the 
beauty and charm. Some of my happiest days 
have been passed in this very city, in a little house 
on C-street. 
I was not alone; my little wife was the sweetest, 
most charming company which I could have. To 
her I owe some of my best efforts and highest 
inspirations. Our house was small, though suffi¬ 
cient for our simple wants. The lightest and most 
cheerful room was used for my studio, and to it 
my Nellie used to bring her sewiDg and sit with 
me while I worked away upon the canvas, with 
occasional pauses for her approval and sugges¬ 
tions. 
Here we are at the door. l r ou look around and 
smile. I dare say you are thinking of the contrast 
between my present residence and that to which I 
have just alluded. Well, there is a contrast, but 
thank Heaven! I believe that hopeful perseve¬ 
rance and prudence have made it all my own. 
If you will walk into the back parlor I will show 
you a painting which I have preserved as a 
memento of those old struggling days. My wife 
calls it hers, and as she has always prized it very 
highly, I have refused numerous offers to part 
with the original, but have made several copies 
of it. I have seen various representations of the 
same subject, but never any just like this. Let 
me open the blinds that you may have a good 
light upon it. There! 
And I stood before it. Rather it stood before 
me, so life-like was it in form and coloring. It 
was full length, and nearly filled the little niche in 
which it hung. The scene was a midnight land¬ 
scape, over which the rajs of the full moon threw 
occasional gleams of light from scattered masses 
of cloud. LjiDg here and there in the shadows 
were the tents of Holofernks’ army, while in the 
foreground appeared the more gorgeous tent of 
the commander. The moon, once more emerging, 
threw its clear radiance directly upon it, bringing 
into hold relief the figure of Judith, as she lifted 
the curtain of the tent and held it for her hand¬ 
maid to pass out. Perfect dignity invested that 
tall and queenly figure, from which a rich em¬ 
broidered robe bung in graceful folds, almost 
concealing the delicate, sandalled feet. The form 
of the maid was just visible in the interior of the 
tent, bearing upon her shoulders "the bag which 
contained the head of Holofernes. Judith, half 
turned to hasten her tardy footsteps, bringing to 
view her beautiful, almost fearful face, in which 
so many emotions contended for the mastery. 
My feeble pen may not attempt perfectly to 
describe that face. The glossy dark hair was 
brushed plainly hack from the low, smooth brow, 
and gathered in braided bands, confined with gold 
and jewels. The eyes, dark and piercing, gleamed 
with a triumphant light, telling of the proud, 
defiant spirit within. Yet, above those bold, 
dark eyes lay a line of long and silky lashes which 
told how their flashings could be subdued at will 
and melt into softest pleadings. The nose, like 
that of her country-women, was narrow at its rise 
arid large and prominent at its base, detracting 
something from the delicate beauty of the other 
features, but increasing the expression of courage 
and firmness. The mouth was small and crimson, 
and in smiles must have added to the rather sen¬ 
sual softness of the rounded chin and cheeks; but 
now it curled and stiffened with contempt and 
A faint flush stained the clear 
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she paused in the door-waj*, and lifting her 
trembling hand shook it at me in an attitude of 
defiance, exclaiming—“ That last was a dose too 
much, but it was not half so bitter as you made 
me drink.” 
Her expression was at that moment almost 
exactly that of Judith standing in the door of the 
tent, but heightened by life and madness. I felt 
as by instinct to whom her words were addressed, 
but it was with a start and a thrill of horror that I 
beheld in her once beautiful, now distorted pro¬ 
portions, the depth of her betrayal. Alas ! for her 
the flower of life had perished. 
Let me not detain you longer. It is only neces¬ 
sary to add that in the hope of freeing herself 
from temptation, the poor girl bad left the city for 
a more retired home, but he had traced her out 
and succeeded in restoring peace and confidence 
between them. We must not speak of her fall 
otherwise than to say that it was but as hundreds 
have fallen before and since. 
When tbe consequences became apparent, he 
resolved to rid himself of the burden at all events, 
tbe more so, that about this time, he bad hopes of 
a re-unioc with his wife, and a trip to Europe. 
Providing for her temporary wants he left her, 
and went to New England, thinking never to see 
her again, and hoping soon to place the broad sea 
between them. Wnh a woman’s quickness she 
divined his motives and followed him, not hoping 
to reclaim him, but determined to be revenged. 
Sbe wrote to him appointing a meeting in Boston, 
and fearing exposure he dared not refuse. They 
met amicably, and to all appearance parted so, but 
never swerving from her purpose, she had 
mingled poison with his wine. Startled at the 
magnitude of her crime, her weak mind gave way, : 
and feeling only an instinct to fly, she cared not 
where, sbe had come to us. 
God did Dot permit the forlorn young creature 
to be her own aveDger. The poison which she 
meant shontd do the work had failed. He was 
very ill but recovered, and though his friends 
knew the immediate cause of his sickness, they 
could get no clue from him, so closely did he 
keep his secret. 
Elise never recoveredher reason, but disease at 
times overpowered her ravings, and a few short 
months terminated her sufferings. 
Fowler lives, a prominent citizen of this city. 
I do not doubt that you have seen him. Either 
the influence of his wife or the fearful experience 
of that year, changed him somewhat for the better. 
He is an old man now, but the world has seeming¬ 
ly forgotten the follies and sins of his early man¬ 
hood, and he is held in respect by many. 
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understand, and, if possible, benefit her. She 
said she had few friends beyond three girls with 
whom she was thrown in contact, and whom she 
cared but little to know. She was acquainted 
with some of their customers, who had always 
been kind, and those with whom she had lived had 
always taken a lively interest in her welfare. 
She possessed a true friend in a lady in Brooklyn, 
for whom she had formerly worked. Mrs. Allen 
and her children often came in their carriage to 
the store, and last summer, when she had vacation, 
they invited her to stay several days with them. 
There she met with Mrs. Allen’s brother, a man 
between thirty and forty years of age, and, as she 
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