Then the
girl's interest began to fasten itself upon the work and she forgot
everything else. When it was finished, she gazed a moment, then
whispered:
"It's nice-make a man."
The artist erected a man in the front yard, that resembled a derrick.
He could have stepped
over the
house; but the girl was not
hypercritical; she was satisfied with the monster, and whispered:
"It's a beautiful man-now make me coming along.