Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1853-12-15

mee iLon'the road. Having good deal of time to
spare. he amused himself by watching any object OF
interest that caught bis eye and at length STONED
to inspect the operations Of painter, who no6ned
on ladder placed against the front of vayside
INN, was buslly employed 10 depicting a sign suitable
10 its name, 'The Rising Sum-
sHere,' said the old man to himself, SIS an honest
danoer, who knows as mueh of perspective asa
carl horse; and who, I'll warrant, Iancies himself
RuDens. How he brushes in that ulramarine
skyy'
The critic then commenced walk ing backward and
forwards before the inn, thinking that he nip ht as
well lo'ter there for the diligence as walk on farther
The painter, meantime, Continued 10 Law on Ctesh
coats Of the bright blue, which appeared 10 agera-
waite the old gentleman very much. AT length.when
the sign painter took another brush full of bue pant
10 plaster on, the spectator could endure no longer
aud exclaimed severely:
TOO much bluep
The honest painter looked down from his perch.
and said, in that of forced calmness, which an
angry sometimes assumes.
Monsieur does not perceive that am painting a
Skye
oh, yes, see very well you are trying to paint
sky, but tell you again there is too much-bluep
'Did you ever skies painted without blue, Mas
ter amaieur?'
Il am not an amateur. | merely tel! you, in. pass
ing-l make the casual Iemark-that there is too
much blue; but do you like. Put more blue if
you don't think you have travelled on enough al
ready
But tell you, that want TO represent a clear
blue sky at SUNRISE
And | tell you that no man in his senses would
make sky al sunrise blue
'By ST Gudua, this is too much!' exclaimed the
painter, coming down from his ladder, at no pains
this time TO conceal his anger; & should like 10 see
how you would paint skies without blue'
4 don't pretend to much skill in sky painting; but
If were TO make trial, wouldn't put in too
much blue.'
And what would ii look like, if you didn'l?'
Like nature, hope, and not like yours which
might be taken for bed OF genIanelIa or sample of
English cloth ,or anything yon please-except sky;
beg to assure you for the tenth time, there is too
mitch blue!'
Il Tell you what, old gentleman cried the insult.
ed artist, crossing his maui stick his shoulder,
and looking very fierce, Il dare say you are very
worthy fellow when you are at home; but you should
not lie let out-aone.' 0
why noll'
'Why not! Because you must be crazy to play the
crltlcSlte this fashion;too much blue indeed! What
l. the pupil of Ruysdae, the third cousin of Gerard
Douw's great grandson, not known how to color
sky! Know that my reputation has been long es.
tabshed. | have Red Horse at Manes, great
Bear at Namur, and Charlemagne at AK Ia Chap.
ellie, before which every passenger stops fixed in ad
mralion!'
'Nonsensep exclaimed the critic, as he snatched
the palette from the painters hand. you deserve
" hafC your oWH painted 10 serve tOr the
sign OF the Flemish ASST In his Indignation he
mounted the ladder with the activity Of boy, and
began with the palm Of his hand TO eface the chef
d'Csu,rs of Gerard Douw's great grandson's third
cousin.
Stop, yeu old charlatan,' shouted the latter, syou
are running my sign Why, it's worth thirty five
francs. Aud then my repulation--ios, gone for
ever
He shook the ladder violently to make his perse.
cntoI descend. But the latter undisturbed either
by that or by the presence of crowd Of villagers
attracted by the dispute continued mercessIy 10 blot
out the glowing landscape Then, using merely the
point OF his finger and the handle OF brush he
sketched in mastery outline three Flemish Doors,
with beer glasses in their hands, drinking TO the
rising sun, which appeared above the horizon dis
persing the gloom OF greyish morning sky. One
OF the tces presenteda strong and laughable carl.
| cat1re Of the supplanted sign painter
| The spectators at first were greatly disposed TO
take part with their countrymen against the intru.
| sIve stRuger What right had he to interfere! =
| There Was no end to the impudence of these for.
eigners.
As, however, they watched aud erumbed, the
| grumblng gradually ceased, and was turned INTO
murmur OF appreciation when the design became an.
parent. The owner of the inn was The first 10 crv,
Bravo, and even Gerard Douw's cousin nine times
removed ielt his fury calming down into admiration
! Oh he exclaimed, you belong to the craft,
honest man, ard there's no use in denying it. Yes,
yes he continued, laughing, as he turned towards
| his neghbors, this is French sign painter who
wishes 10 have a Jest with me. Well, l must frank
! ly say he knows what he is about
i he Old man vas about to descend from the lad.
! der, when gentleman, riding beautiful English
| horse, made his way through the crowd.
| hat painting is mine he exclaimed in French,
! but with a foreign accent Il will give hundred
| guineas Tor it,
Another madmahn exclaimed the native genius.
Hang me, hui al these foreigners are mad''
| What do you mean, Monsieur 2 said the inn
keeper, uncommony Interested.
what say-I will give one hundred guneas for
thai painting, answered the young Engishman, get.
ting Of his horse.
That picture is not to be soldS said the SIGN
painter, with an air Of much pride as if it had
been his o~nwolk.
No. quolh mine host, for 1t is already sold,
ana even partly paid for in advance. However, il
Monsieur wishes to come TO an arrangement ahont
It, II is with me that he must treat
Not at all, not at ALL reoined the Flemish pain
Ter OF Signs, II belongs TO me. NV fellow artist
here gave me little help out OF friendship but the
picture is my lawful property, and liberty to
sell i to any one please
What rogueryi exclaimed the inn. keeper INV
Rising Sun g my property taste ned on the wall Of
my house. How can il belong to any body else
Isn't it printed on my boards No one but myseli
has the smallest right to IT,
'Pllsummon you before the magistrate cried he
VINO mad not painted the sign.
III prosecute you for breach Of covenants retort
ed The inn keeper who had half paid for il.
One moment inerposed another energetic voice.
that oil The inleropeI it seems to me that ought to
have some little vote in this business.'
Quite right, brother,' answered the painter.
Instead OF dispuiing on the public road, let US 90
INTO Master Martzens house, and arrange the matter
amicably over bottle or two Of beer'
10 this all parties agreed, but am sorry to say
. they agreed in nothing else; for within iuors The
dispute was carried on with deaIeninp confusion and
energy. The Flenings commended for the possession
OF the painting, and the EngIishman repeated his
offer TO cover it with gold WE
But suppose that don't choose to have it sold
said it's author.
'Ah, my dear Monseurn said the un.keeper, Il
am certain that you would not wish to deprive an
honest, poor man, who scarcely make both ends
meet, Of this windfall. Why, Il would iast enable
me 10 Law In a nnnd sIock Of .u;uo - -.