Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1867-02-13

for the artist to produce countenanc(
surprising that of "Faith"-his calm
sweet trust, confidence, joy and rest-Tht
full satisfaction of the soul. This is moi
from living model but artists concep.
tion of the christian faith. How immeas
urably superior is modern art to that ol
the ancients in this respect How one is
lifted above the gross and sensual by
such sermon in stone as this Fortu.
nate will be the possessor of this treasure
But with the light of this countenance
following US let us 60 to the studio of an
other man of genius. '".-
,- MR.. MEAD's STUDIO.
Near the studio of Mr.. jackson is that
Of Mr.. Jarkin G Meade, Jr., of Brattle.
boro, Vt. Mr.. Mead is now in America,
on his way to Europe. He is native of
Vermont, yet young-not much above
thirty years of age-but his name is al
ready widely known. Entering the studio
we find six or eight men busily at work,
for although the master is absent, there is
no cessation of labor in his studio. Mr..
Meade has been exceedingly industrious
since establishing himself in Florence
Besides his "Echo," which is well known
in the United States, there are dozen OF
more statutes; one of Sappho; another
entitled the "Runner"-a little boy full
Of hope, energy and ambition, in the easy
attitude Of a runner. 1t is in size, CON-
panion to "Echo"--the graceful maiden,
who has given blast upon horn and
who is listening for the return of the dis
tant echo. | know of nothing more pleas
ing than this conception of Mr.. Meads
1t is not subject which stirs the soul like
that which Powers has chosen to repre-
sent the christians Faith, but it is SC
winning that you can look at it without
ever becoming weary. Larger than these
are his conceptions of "America" and the
Muse of History" The last figure is
that of maiden standing on halfglobe
or rather walking over it a wreath
upon her brow, one bright star above
her forehead, and an open book and pen
at her feet. Upon the page of the histor.
ic volume will be written simply the one
word-Lincoln!
Mr.. Meade has not been apathetic to
the great events of the past five years,
but, as might have been expected of son
of Vermonq, has felt the patriotic fcrvol
of the hour, aud has produced soldier oi
the Union telling the story of the battle
TO his little daughter. He is soldier
home for day from camp, wearing his
military ovcrcoat his sword by his side
His little daughter sits on one knee, hel
warm breath falling upon his weather.
beaten face, her lips almost touching his
so ardent her love. Into the manly brow
Of this defender of our country the artis,
has thrown all that heroic resolve, deter.
mination, hope and confidence which was
characteristic of the soldiers of the Union
| could but think, as gazed upon it, that
there was many mother in America who
if SIZE should behcld it, would weep bitter
tears at the recollection Of loved ones
lraye and true, who when the furlough
was ended, bade fearful farewell to the
fair-haircd child upon his knee, and went
away, alas! to return no more. How
many thousands of such fathers are there
asleep in front of Petersburg, or Getiys.
burg, and In the horrible trenches of An.
dersonville!
Besides this, Mr.. Meade has figure
entitled Mystery" and another Of Q
country girl feeding fowls both pleasing
and exceedingly suggestive. In addition
are several smaller figures, all worthy Of
notice, but have not time. nor space fol
O description of their attractions. | dc
not write this with critics eye, but rath.
er to let your readers know what these
men of.gcnius arc doing in this foreigH
land. In addition to these is Mr.. Con.
nelly, young American whom | have moi
had time to visit, but who gives good
promise, understand, for the future.