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the metal pig-第3部分

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second pig was drawn by the side of the first; and this looked a

hundred times better; and the third attempt was so good; that

everybody might know what it was meant to represent。

    And now the glovemaking went on but slowly。 The orders given by

the shops in the town were not finished quickly; for the Metal Pig had

taught the boy that all objects may be drawn upon paper; and

Florence is a picture…book in itself for any one who chooses to turn

over its pages。 On the Piazza dell Trinita stands a slender pillar;

and upon it is the goddess of Justice; blindfolded; with her scales in

her hand。 She was soon represented on paper; and it was the

glovemaker's boy who placed her there。 His collection of pictures

increased; but as yet they were only copies of lifeless objects;

when one day Bellissima came gambolling before him: 〃Stand still;〃

cried he; 〃and I will draw you beautifully; to put amongst my

collection。〃

    But Bellissima would not stand still; so she must be bound fast in

one position。 He tied her head and tail; but she barked and jumped;

and so pulled and tightened the string; that she was nearly strangled;

and just then her mistress walked in。

    〃You wicked boy! the poor little creature!〃 was all she could

utter。

    She pushed the boy from her; thrust him away with her foot; called

him a most ungrateful; good…for…nothing; wicked boy; and forbade him

to enter the house again。 Then she wept; and kissed her little

half…strangled Bellissima。 At this moment the painter entered the

room。



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    In the year 1834 there was an exhibition in the Academy of Arts at

Florence。 Two pictures; placed side by side; attracted a large

number of spectators。 The smaller of the two represented a little

boy sitting at a table; drawing; before him was a little white poodle;

curiously shaven; but as the animal would not stand still; it had been

fastened with a string to its head and tail; to keep it in one

position。 The truthfulness and life in this picture interested every

one。 The painter was said to be a young Florentine; who had been found

in the streets; when a child; by an old glovemaker; who had brought

him up。 The boy had taught himself to draw: it was also said that a

young artist; now famous; had discovered talent in the child just as

he was about to be sent away for having tied up madame's favorite

little dog; and using it as a model。 The glovemaker's boy had also

become a great painter; as the picture proved; but the larger

picture by its side was a still greater proof of his talent。 It

represented a handsome boy; clothed in rags; lying asleep; and leaning

against the Metal Pig in the street of the Porta Rosa。 All the

spectators knew the spot well。 The child's arms were round the neck of

the Pig; and he was in a deep sleep。 The lamp before the picture of

the Madonna threw a strong; effective light on the pale; delicate face

of the child。 It was a beautiful picture。 A large gilt frame

surrounded it; and on one corner of the frame a laurel wreath had been

hung; but a black band; twined unseen among the green leaves; and a

streamer of crape; hung down from it; for within the last few days the

young artist had… died。





                            THE END



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