The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1852-09-16
TOO MUCH BLUE.
BY DICKENS.


Early on fine summer morning, an old
man was walking on the ruad lrei ween
Brussels and Namnr. lie expected u
friend 10 arrive by The diligence, and he
sci out sometime beEore il was due, 10 meet
il on the road. Having good deal OF
time to spare, be amused himself by wacth.
ling any object Of interest that caught his
leye; and at length stopped 20 inspect the
q crations ola painter, who, mounted on
i ladder placed agaiust the front Of way
.iae inn, was busify employ ed in depicting
a sign suitable to lis name. "'The Rising
sun" 81 Fs
"liere," said the old m,n to himself, SIS
an honest danler, sbo Anaws as much 81
perspective as = cart horse aud who, I'll
warrant, fadcies himself'a Rabeus How
ae brushes in that titfafnaribo ST !"
TIE critic then eoHrnenced walking
backwards aud forwards Iitsfere the iiiu.
thinking that be might as well ioiier there
lor The diligence as walk on farther. .rae
painter, meantime, continued to lay ou
fresh coats of the bright .bfne, which ap
psared 70 aggrass,e thc'old gentlemen ver5
much. Atiength, whrn the sign painter
,oak another brush full Of blue paint IL
plaster on, the spectator co1ld endure II
no longer, aud exclaimed severely:
Too much b.ue?n
The honest PRINTER looked down fron
bis perch and said, in tore. Of forced
calmness, which an angry man sometime.
tassHnes.
"M n.jegf does not perceive that an,
pa9i., ,5t4a Il as I"
"Dh. yes, see very well yau are sryias
| Fatal sky. bot Iteii yon gain there i
10 i1neh, bi9e :"
add il e,er see si4iss pejbled @itbos
k9a Master amaiearg
81 in hni an smatelr | nHre'
ps1f. IN passsag imste,tie ~ sref fsia s+-s
20 hpt u,efe is TOO much t,iae; III ~ .ss.
IKE PA rleft h'aeef N t2
| tafHh aa hva iro8 ti on efFa igti a4
recy" s
If !te7s veag,stas ~ aart3rspss7sf
q ii ptti,. ~ as1ltsa. = So
~Ano lstess ~ Atal nossman Ia hi
| s usesf wolid Us Sc ! si.9 ats4nrlse blue
.,BS 81. t5uGi.ia, tlHs is TOO npch!a ex
ci4lped the painter, camtng dewnrfson
! bis laader, IL 10 p3ins itfs l.sne q .co1csd
his anger;@I shdaid lkeao see how yol
would paint skies wiiheuls blue" tf
Il dom, pretend 10 much skill in skl
painting; but. hf were 70 make a Trial, J
wuuldn't pu. in too much bIue.o
"And what would it hook like, if yot
I.lidn'rg ~ s && % ~
Like nature, ! hope. and not like voars
which might be taken tor il bed gentianelIa
or a sampleof English cloth, Or anytbin.
you please except sky; ] beg 10 assar'
YOU Tor the tenth iine, there is too muet
blue!"
81 tell you what, old gentlema n, criet
] The insuIted artist, crossing his maul-sticl
lover his shoulder, and looking very fierce
II dare say you are very worthy fellow
when you are at home; but you should no
/ be iet out --alone." Il
/ "Why notg" r
| why not. Because you must be erazl
4 TO play The critic after this fashion 10
much blue indeedi What, !, the pupil O
1 Rnysdal, the third cousin of Gerar,
4 Douw's great grandson, not know how i
color skyf Know that my ireputatioi
Inns been long established, lhaye d Res
4 Horse a, Malines, Green Bear at Ma
mur, and Charemasne ut AK la-Cha
I 1pells, before which every passenger stop
fixed IN admira,ion!" eaa
4 aNonsenscm exclaimed the critic, a
he sna,ched the palette from the painter
hand "You deserve TO have Your owl
f portrait painted to serve for the sign of,h
: Flemish Ass!' In bis indignatron h
Imounted the ladder wilhtho actiyity Of
boy, and began wiihthc palm of his shan
10 ctIace the chef d'Ourrc Of Gerard nouw''
Igreat graudson's third cousn.. fts5s ].
'Siop! You old charlatan!' shoue
!, Itheilat,er, lyon are running my sign!-
Why it's worth thirty-ive francs. An
lthen my repuia,ion gone forever! !!
He shook the ladder violently To max
his prosecutor descend. ntthe latter IN
disturbed either by tha, or BY the presenc
Of crowd Of villagers, attracted .by ,h
dispute, continued merciessly 10 blot ou
the glowing landscape. Then, nsin
merely the point Of his tingera andshe ban
die ofa brush, he sl,etched il mastery out
|line, three Flemish hooys, with beer. glss.
: es in their hands, dfiuking % the risin.
i ~nn; which appeared above the horizon
dispensing the gloom Of a gresish mprnin.
*, One of HE faces presented siron
and Ianahahle cnricnture Of the snpplnn'c
lsignpsinter. The spectatorsa at first wer
lgreat, disposed ~ take part with thei
lc l,rtr, mn Ia inSI the intrusive siraneei