“Why, cousin,” said Cora, “I thought all artists had to keep their eyes especially wide open.”
“There are some who do not,” said cousin Joe, sententiously.
“I’ve seen people shut one eye and look at pictures through their hand with the other—so,” said Adale, making a fist of her little hand and peeping through it.
“Those people were connoisseurs,” said Joe; “we are artists and must shut both eyes, Cora; will you begin? Shut your eyes, place your pencil on the paper, and draw the outlines of a pig as nearly as you can.”
“But, cousin Joe, isn’t this a play for little girls, not for—well—proper young ladies?”
“Very well, Miss Cora; we’ll begin with Leefee then.”
Little Miss Leefee seized her pencil eagerly, and shutting her eyes uncommonly close, drew this:
THIS IS A PIG.
How the rest did laugh at poor Leefee!