A MASTERLY STROKE OF GENIUS.
The other day a musoular young fellow, having an ordor of the stables about him, entered a Detroit photographer's establishment and explained that he would like to have about one photograph but on learning the price he concluded to invest in a tin-typo. After taking his seat in the chair he shut up one eye, drew his mouth around one side, stuck np his nose and patiently waited for the operator, whose astonishment caused him to exclaim :
" Good gracious ! but ■ you don't want to look that way to get a picture. Nobody will know you from Sitting Bull." " You go ahead," was the reply. "Do you want me to take such a phiz as that ? " " I do." The artiat took it. It beat Sol Smith Russell to pieces and was highly satisfactory to the sitter, who p»id for it and said: "You see, I had a sort of object in this. Came here from Allegan county six months ago—engaged to a gal out there —found a gal here I like better—got to sever old ties—aee ? "
"But what has that picture got to do with old ties ? " asked the artist.
"Lots —heaps! I've writ to her that I waa blode up here on a boat and disfiggered for life. She's awful proud. When she gets this and see: how that explosion wrecked me, she'll hunt another lover quicker'n wink—see ? How do you like the plot ? Just gaze on this picture once and then tell me that Mary Ann won't a end me back my love letters by first train !" He posted the picture. The letter was brief but explained aIL It said: "My Ewer Dear Gurl—l incloze mypickture that you may see how offul bad I waa hurt, tho' I know you will luv me just tho same." '' Ever see that game worked afore ? " he asked of the artist as he licked the stamp on the letter. " No—never did."
" Coorse you never did. It's mine. It struck me the other day while I was greasin' a waggon, and .1 think it's boss. Blode up—see? Disfigured for life—Bee? Picture right here to prove it, and she'll write back that she has at last concluded to yield to her parents' wishes and marry a young man out there who owns eleven steers, a hundred sheep and an'eighty-acre lot."
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Globe, Volume XXI, Issue 1712, 15 August 1879, Page 4
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