TAKING A PICTURE.

Waikato Times, Volume X, Issue 634, 13 June 1876, Page 3

TAKING A PICTURE.

lieu 'young 1 man' went west some month: ago, and is diligently engaged in growiix, up vith the country. To exhibit "his pro grcsa, in his Ja&l letter ho sonfc on hi: picture. Sho supposed she was in cintj bound to i<efcurn one herself, so she pcrsua clod hor dad to bring 1 her iv yesterday anc jmvo Hie likeness struck off. The/ went into the bost gallery, and the -old man, who had taken several drinks of enthusiasm iv the cause, remarked -to the artist : — "Look hero, Mr Picfcuresquor, Fve brought 0m 1 Julie up hyar to Jhuvo hor fuck similar tuk for her bo. The old 'ooman's primed hoc np Gtten to give a young* colt tho. blind staggers. She's my brag, gal, jou bet yer 'scopes on it. ! And wo want a big tin pictur' of her made that'll cost nino cents postage to kary it, or we don't want none at all." "All right, my dear sir, have a seaf," replied tho polito photographer. While the artist prepared for tho work, Julie mlisposed her Crimps and workod her face up into a gorgeous smile. "AH ready? Let us seat you lsero, Miss," said tho artist. "All aboard, Julie, plump right down in that parlor cheer iv front of tho little hat rack, and mind yer don't blink onooot," ordered tho old man. There, that's right. No, faco a little to the right '-look right here. Still now. Tho cloth was removed, and just then Julio thought how all-fired awoot she'd look in a picture, and despite hordelf the corners of her mouth tried to climb up her cheek bones. The artist turned and closed tho camera, entered his closot, but soon returned without any picture. " Whar's the pictur ? Gimmie a sqnint. Lor, Julie, 1 wish your grannie was alive ter sco one of yer picturcgrafis !" " The picture is spoiled. I regret to say. The young lady smiled at the wiong moment," explained the artist. " Thar now, Julie ; d'ye hem 1 that ? Just fiop ycihol down tha.'ag-iu, will ye ? Try her ag.iin, mister — tako another view. I'm boand tor have that pictur or buat soaiothin." "I couldn't help it, pap : it felt so funny, it did," Julie simpered. " Felt funny, eh ? Well, yer won't fool so funny, I recken, if I take that spiled pictur and post it to yor fcllor. with yer mouth runnin' round yer face like a ripped scam in a sack o' corn — hey ? Julie plumped down iv the chair, at the artist's request, but looked mad. " Brighton up thar, gal, or I'll jerk yer right down hyar and untio Unit tied.b.ick in lesa'n no time; an' then I'll send the pictur to Rube, by gum, an' let him soo how ho likes yor looks with yer hungrcy mouth reach in' round to chaw your right cir off! Whoa ! steady now." At this point tho picture was slruJc, but it made Julio look as solemn ad a girl tryjng 1 to think up a comoo3itioix "on death."