The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1857-09-30

spring OF various tempers and temperaments,
and there we perceive joyousness and limo.
cence, for no child Is born with an anxious
face no nfan, 10 sent Into the world with
hang dog counienance. Even where the
stamp Of vice has begun TO set its seal, i, may
be efiaced by care. Her Majesty has in her
possession some photographs Of boys snatch.
ed from the streets, whose faces after few
months training were scarcely 10 be traced
in those portraits Of their former fea,ures--
Photography so nearly speaks the truth, ihs,
il is likely TO become great adjunct 10 art.
education. True it enlarges the prominent
features, and despens the shadows as the
world exaggerates the great characteristics OF
a man; but II cannot create mind. Look at
Albert Durer's Man Of Sonows'-lhsi heav-
emily face with suffering body-and compare
il with the phontograph recently imported
vicious biase actor in greasy wig Sun of
heaven, they use thee badly when they pu,
thy life-creatlug beams to such uses. Then,
too, there is fine piece Of spectacular en-.
craving, published by the GaIvano anographic
Company, called Don Quixote > but where
is the amiab'e Don A ruffianly 'patcrsr' in
a chair surrounded by stage properties, with
his eyes turned up, is there, having left his
vocation of selling 'bullroarers' on'y y'apenny
for the sitting.
Wonderful as the discovery of phonlogra-
ply, and minute as are It's delineatons, i, can
only copy. Art can create, but can create
only up 10 the conception of painter. LeIy's
women have no minds; Lawrences ladies'
small moraliues-=iike their painters. Geo.
Moreland loved pigs, Meniers beer. drinkers,
Sir Joshua Reynolds children, and their art
has been graced in accordance herewith
while the amiable Fra Angelica, although so
successful in his Paradise, when he came
TO pant Satan and his crew in the Last Judg-
mont drew only distortions, and Giolii was
so successful with his Mandonna-lheM Moth
er OF molhers-that The very women OF Flor.
ence wept as it was carried in procession to
church. What stride between This ANGEL;
face aud the Fl ret portrait drawn in charcoal
by tho hand OF love which turned TO diamonds
to light up the cottage Of forlom girl Par
see like, we give thanks to the sun for hav.
ing destroyed that prolific race which dist
the human divine a, five shillings per sill
ting thanks, many thanks TO ii, for having
dissolved the portrait clubs, which sowea
inanilios broadcast over the land al i've gum
cas- per head.
We English have ever been fond Of por.
traits, and have perhaps The largest collection
in the world. could we gather them together;
not that we are vainer of our personal sp-
pearance than other nations, bul home hab.
its seem to have developed in US an especial
love for portraits and landscapes. There is
scarcely book whose sale has not been en-
hanced by portrait of the author, if perhaps
we except DiIworh" and other spelling as
sisiants, with which are often accompanied
unpleasant "reminiscences. The portrait helps
10 illustrate the writing, and clever work
without one is like talking 10 beauty behind
a curtain. But we often err in taking those
portraits. We select any time of life, any
condition OF mind, and that we transmit 10
poslerity as the likness of The man whereas
it is but glimpse, little more than shadow,
OF The living form. Ask the mother il eve, Il
painter drew all the sweetness to be found in
her beloved cbild's eyes; question the lover
abou, the Iocket at which he gazes so Oft and
so earnestly, and see how he will disparage
the artist Yet true love is not blind, as the
auc tents depicted it. 1t looks beneath the
surface-it searches the heart, and discovers
the connection between that ard the face
Hatred is blind. Like The blow f1y which
seeks tainted parts, it can only discover de-
feels. The poet, the painter, the musician,
and all who deal in poetic expression, should
be painted as soon as the FIRE of their eyes
breaks forth The historian, The philosopher,
and all who think deeply just as thought be.
gins TO line their brow; the holy man in his
grey hairs while women OF all classes should
be selected for porraiture ere Time with his
rough fingers has brushed the bloom from her
cheeks. This may seem very fanciful TO
some minds but there is as much reason in it
as in selecting the flower when in its prime
the rosebud for It's beauty, the opening Pc
tails for the scent.
We have little conception how much love-
illness is coupled with goodness, because so
many Of the beautiful are dragged through
the sink-hois of vice, yet We sill keep on
with that inherent love of the elsgan, which
the Father of all beauty has planted in Us,
selecting lovely wives and adosnius oar off.
spring with every ornament which can Sc, of
their charms TO advantage. Iudeed, it IS not
easy to conceive the future destiny OF the
human race when the reign OF peace shall
begin--when the second Paradise, for which
all sigh, shall be realized. Then the circle
of life being completed, women viii reap
pear as beautiful as her mother Eve; for
beauty is normal, ugllness abnormal But
what viii man have gsineGt knowledge,
He had chosen TO know the fsrssr, he muss
suffer from is--eoneep,son Of tie teelInS :
no. sufficient it mus; hs nerssS and ted
with the hiespsing & his hoso.a- Fssloss
choice l-hn, ths man wAs : uas - Ass soul
shau conSssr