There wan't no doubt of it--Jimmy was goin' ter be
famous, they said. He was goin' ter be one o' them painter fellows, an'
make big money.
"An' Jimmy did work, even then. He stood well in his studies, an' worked
outside, earnin' money so's he could take drawin' lessons when he got
bigger. An' by and by he did get bigger, an' he did take lessons down
ter the Junction twice a week.
"There wan't no livin' with Mis' Hadley then, she was that proud; an'
when he brought home his first picture, they say she never went ter bed
at all that night, but jest set gloatin' over it till the sun came in
an' made her kerosene lamp look as silly as she did when she saw 'twas
mornin'. There was one thing that plagued her, though: 'twan't painted--
that picture. Jimmy called it a 'black an' white,' an' said 'twan't
paintin' that he wanted ter do, but 'lustratin'--fer books and
magazines, you know. She felt hurt, an' all put out at first: but Jimmy
told her 'twas all right, an' that there was big money in it; so she got
'round contented again. She couldn't help it, anyhow, with Jimmy, he was
that lovin' an' nice with her. He was the kind that's always bringin'
footstools and shawls, an' makin' folks comfortable. Everybody loved
Jimmy.
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