The examiner. [volume] (Louisville, Ky.) 1847-1849, 1848-07-29


none Of these awanting.
''But il is enough for him, that his Fancy
embraces Nature in its simplicity! He need
not have been the Murderer of innumerable |
Children. in order 10 represent the Massa-
ere Of the lnnocents-if he only has and
loves one liping Child, and thinks--it may
die He need not have drained the Cup OF
Vice TO the dregs. that he may paint Lucre-
tia-if he only has Wife, or has ever
possessed one, whom he loves, and thinks
the proud Kings son may appear before
her with the Poniard or with Dishonor. He
need not have gone to beg his Bread that he
may draw the Prodigal-if he has only
been good Son. who loves his Father
the Tatters are found then. Thus the Art.
ist hits everything, whatever it may be,
faithfully and truly, il he has always been
genuine Man, attentive TO the plainest, SIM
plest conditions Of Nature. Only in this
sense, then, these words are no Blasphemy:
The Artist must have experienced what he
wishes 10 create. Thus, indeed, he has ex-
perienced everything and though simple
and natural himself, he can yet represent
the Unnatural. The Artists first Power,
then, is his own pure Heart the second, his
Fancy; the third, the faculty of conceiving
everything that comes from his Heart as
from true inexhaustible Source, to be after
wards woven by Fancy.
albert brought the Pictures to Agnes.
The sight of them rejoiced her; but she
looked at the Child and said: These are
still nothing but Pictures after ALL Who
has bespoken them? and what wilt thou re-
ceive for them? They are already paid
through you and nv own Joy! said he, some
what mortified. 1t is tue, they were only
Pictures, and because he now possessed
more than Pictures, he saw also that the
Mother possessed more, and thst she had
spoken quite naturally and Justly. So he
willingly learned this also-Ihat living
Work OF God is Of more value than all the
Works Of Men. and that these only exist
and can exist-because those are"
The calm is of short duration. Agnes
relapses into her suspicious, and envies the
child It's share in her husbands affection.
The painter resorts to the COMPROMISING Of
his little Agnes as 10 an only solaoe. She
soon perceives the injustice which he suf-
fers, and The sense OF ii binds her more close
ly 10 her father. What we are about 10
lquote involves much that is distressing both
in its detail and its suggestion. The vio-
lence of Albert is TO be excused only by
his sufiering:-if we forgive the ill-directed
hand il is because the mist Of tears was in
the eyes. Waving these objections, how
ever, all that succeeds is Of exquisite beau
ty-
"But the Feelings of Children are incon,
ceivably delicate and Just. Little Agns,
soon saw how unhappy her Father was in
his Home, how little he was valued. Al
bert had perceived and learnt, first Of all
from her own Mouth, how much il grievec
the loving little One to see him so ill-used
He saw il also in her soft blue Eyes. Blu
he saw it meekly and silently.
When Albert visited Friend one day
against the inclination Of Agnes who fear
ed that he might perhaps complain Of her
and thereby make public what appeared to
her quite allowable in pivate-and came
home late, that she might not be awake.
and yet found her keeping watch with the
Child, who had waited for her Father thai
she might go to bed with him-then the
Mother scolded him, and called him g
WaSter Of Time and Money! Man ad
dicted to worldly Pleasures, while she toll
ed away forever in secret at Home, and had
never had a single happy Hour with him
Thereupon he sat down, and closed bis
Eyes; but Tears may have secretly gushed
r forth from under his Eyelids. Then the
| Child sighed, pressed him and kissed him,
but said at the same time TO her Mother in
childish Anger: Thou wilt one day bring
down my father TO the Grave, then thou
wilt repent it. Everybody says 50. The
4 Mother wished TO tear her from his arms.
But he hindered her, wishing to punish his
Child himself. These were the first blows he
had ever given her. The Child stood uemb.
ling and motionless. Do not beat her on
my account certainly not on my account
exclaimed Agnes, thus indirectly irritating
him still more. The Father however
struck. But in the midst OF the Sadness
and at the same time Of the Anger which
his Suferings caused him, he observed at
length for the first time, that bis little
Daughter had turned round between bis
knees, and that he had struck her with a
rough hand on the stomach! He was hor-
ror-struck; he staggered away, threw him
self upon his Bed and wept-wept quite in.
consolably. But the Child came after him,
stood for long time in silence, then seized
his hand, and besought him thus: My Faith
ef. do not be angry! | shall so soon be well
again. My Mother says thou hast done
right. Come. let me pray and go to bed. |
have only waited for thee. Now the little
Sandman comes to close my Eyes. Come,
take me to thee; | will certainly remain 81.
lent, as thou dosd Nearest thou? art thou
asleep dear Father! This danger then ap-
peared to be overpest.
Almost luckily, might the guilty Fathers
Heart say, the little Agnes had some time
afterwards dangerous Fail-l1ckilyl--in
order that he might not further imagine that
he was the cause OF th, Child's Death. She
continued sick from that day, became worse,
and no Physician could devise aught even
Wilibald, who had studied seven years at
Padua and Bologna, only pressed the hand
OF The Father. Thai was Ineligible enough.
All the feelings Of The Mother were again
reused. The little Agnes's Birthday hap
pened on the Holy Christmas Eve. Firmly
resolved to have the little golden Hood and
the white Frock, Albert, unknown TO the
Mother, had got them made in the City,
and paid for. The Birthday Present shone