Weekly national intelligencer. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1841-1869, 1848-12-02

Ii requires one to sit for hours, as we have re-
Gently done, studying the truthful landscapes OF
THOMAS DoUGHTY, to appreciate the following fer
vent thoughts suggested by them, for which we are
indebted to hghly-accomplished friend, whose
judgments are the result of Intimate acquaintance
with the best schools OF art, and ardent lover OF
Nature. We cordially endorse his appreciation OF
the merits of the artist now under review.
Ed. Knickerbocke.
IT is your delightful duty Mr. KsIcKERBocKER, to look
around you in this much abused word-ths world of sun
shine and deep shadow this world composed of brave
and bright womenand 10 seek the gems that lie scatter
ed hher and thhe like those found by SISBAD in the VAL
ley of Diamonds. When you find them, you do not keep
them in your charmbeg sanctum, but you put them joy
ousy before your friends that they with you may how
the Holy PRovIDEscE dspenses His gores and dgnes
existence by His bounes Bright thoughts from books dear
words of poetry, great themes of prose- divine efforts Of art
these with other matters compose the subjects Of your dis
course, the ends Of your observation 1t is ungrateul
task For years. now through the winter nights, when the
cce and the without by contrast made the tender light
of your carcelamp and The cheering beam of your fire
snug, coy, and comfortable; the solstce when
the mayor and his officers hunting up presidents for
killing dogs not yet abd and in the autumn, when the
goddust of the October scattered through the Con
patient pansakng beaver and done your search and
pursuit and the readers of beloved Knickerbocke
have felt am sure the value of these your abors of love-
But let not forever thus. 1t is of great
landscape painter would DISCOURSE with due respect
Others equal perhaps to him in effort and in aspiration
say our great landscape painter CoLE the gifted and the
great dead He has his course of time, and is reap
ing, trust his coue Of empire of bliss in those happy
lands where the poet of religion and of nature the
elements in their magnfcence aud dwell forever without
upon the eulgence of beauty There others in art
the hearts of the jewellers in this great city OF enterprise and
struggling genius, whom shall hereafter, in duty
bound but for the present deal with the misty, the
atmospheric, the nature student DoUGHTY Proud are we
to call him friend proud to call him who is the bosom
boon companion of the ear the air The sum- the rivers and
the woods friend Arc too extravaganza Look at
the works of Reynolds look into the lectures Of FUsELI
the critical enthusiasm and beamng printed thoughts of the
Oxford Student, and Of oversteppng the
desty Of Nature DouGHrY for years this simple man
nsred Of mind has been in midst at times he has
wandered away from into the European realms and his
pictures have been brought before time after me and
have been lost in wonder at their beauty. He has lately
turned from pilgrimage abroad he the profound of
light and shadow has been in England and in France and
the National Academy in London and in the long and
perb Louvre Paris he has stood face face with the
Apostles of Art He has returned, IL his prime, his
native country. In the exhibition the Academy, few
months since, he exhibited his upright picture of Solitude.
hangs in of the largest and most frequened
in city. How dreamy the composition; what touch
and what truth throughout Step by step, huge lodges
rock and beneath the gnaed branches of trees through
the msts Of the cataract led up the lonely mountain
sde and from hghpnnaced rock look into the vast
~
that hear the waving branches of His air air;
the muudnous bend beneath its BREATH stand fixed
in its stiffness.
"DouGHTr's distances are superb 1t is not paint that
we before His blue does look like ura-marine
and lake. but like mounanand through the very
sphere ITSELF His meetings Of hills softly Blended if the
breeze neraced the lines and the air quvered the branches
Of together There is moonlight the snow-iorest
in his picture at the Art Union. How and how sublime
the dim outline Of that landscape Over those dark worlds
Of trees the winds will take hours pass and the eagle will
speed until his strong pnons tire before he reaches the limit
the distance Cleaning through the overhsngng branches
Of snowcovered trees vulet dashes rock and through
ravne and is lost among the soft that lies before the spec
in the foreground. Hung where is in the gallery Of
excellent Art Unon is too blue because other pictures
near il red and here would like to gauntlet
little with this New York Art Union. They say they
will hang pictures according TO time Of purchase This
derentay say, wrong headed and heavy handed Put
your best pictures the best places a reward for the high
talent. Is your institution Of money Of taste
Both, perhaps better that entirely of aste and
the money stand behind the curtain the easurers hand
be paid TO the painters II you be society Of taste Gas
suppose and uphold you be- be tasteful Give the
ID his due Hang your bad purchases all together where
you like, but euae your good purchases according light
according ase and the appropriateness of adjacent things
Doughs pictures and Coles pictures should be placed apart
from the We all admit them to be Cole
style and Doughty in another Cole is epica Dough
y is eplogica Cole in his later studies, the Painter Of
Poetry Doughty, in study perpetual is the Painter Of Ma
tue Let honor boh-he dead renowned and the living
beautiful When the tomb shall have closed land Heaven
keep open that gate for many many years the sturdy,
housekeeping figure Of friend Doughty how his works
will rise like flowers Of beauty and from the rich soil Of
his inurned genius While he Tires, let him be honored
while he lives and beathes and holds his masculine face up
ward the skies, and welds his event brus obedent
his genius let him be appreciated In the name Of genius
and the behalf Of couns art let this great and modest
man be sought after Lot his studio in our arsnhabted
street, ycleped White, be visited. There in the same house
with him. worships the spirit Of beauty, HuNTISGTos--he
who painted 'Mercys Dream and whoever visits there
misty Of art our lonely brook and shadowy mountain
much more should say Of him, and others Of his glorious
brotherhood who pursue the truths Of Nature, and give
in our rch poor saloons the may be- the egence