ed? Who
brought the children to the studio? How did they bring them? Who met
them at the landing? What kind of a place was this studio? How long
did the children stand? What helped to keep them from getting tired?
After Sir Anthony Van Dyck had painted their faces, what did he say
about their dresses? What did the king and queen think about this
picture? What do you think about it?

=To the Teacher:= Allow the children to act out the story. They will
enjoy representing the children at play in the park, getting dressed
for their picture, and finally posing for it. Wrapping paper or even
common newspapers may be used to make the stiff, long skirts and the
caps. A make-believe boat is satisfactory. A kindergarten stool will
do for the platform on which Baby Stuart is standing.

=The story of the artist.= Sir Anthony Van Dyck's father kept a silk
store and sold beautiful silks to rich people. He met so many fine
folks that he tried to be like them himself, and soon had as fine
manners as the best of them. This made him just a little bit too
proud, so that he no longer cared to have anything to do with any one
who was common or poor.

The boy Anthony grew up with something of the same feeling. When he
was very little he did not like to play with other boys, but preferred
to sit in his father's shop where the great ladies came to buy silk.
He liked to have them smile at him, and to smile shyly back at them.

Anthony's mother made the most exquisite embroidery and painted
beautiful flowers. She gave the little boy his first lessons in
painting. By the time Anthony was old enough to go to school his
parents had become very rich, and nothing was too good for their
little boy. He liked to draw better than anything else, and so when he
was fourteen years old they sent him to a good teacher to learn how to
draw and paint. Here he worked very hard. He did so well that in two
years, when he wanted to study with the great Dutch artist, Rubens,
the artist was glad to have him as his pupil.

There were a good many boys in the class. One day their teacher,
Rubens, went out for a long walk. He always locked the door of his
private studio and no one else had a key, except a servant. The boys
wanted so much to see what was in that room that they finally
persuaded the servant to let them in. Once inside the studio, they
crowded close around the new picture Rubens was painting, and one of
the boys was pushed against it. His coat sle