The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1876-07-13

dead, has exceeded Thos. Hill. Next IN
merit comes his Donner Lake, looking so
calm and beautiful, nestled away among
the mountains and yet indissolubly con-
nected with one of the saddest acts in
the whole of our American history.
Here perished forty emigrants in 1s4S,
and for weeks the few that atsurviyed lived
on the bodies of the dead. Take heart,
young artist, wherever you are, as you
look on these grand pictures, worth
thousands and thousands of dollars, and
remember, no matter how poor you are.
that ten years ago this very July day,
Thos. Hill was just as poor as you are.
AS an artist he was entirely unknown'to
fame, and he labored in his little studio
on Montgomery street, San Francisco,
for hardly enough to keep body and
soul together. These were indeed days
of suffering and probation. If his heart
sometimes tagged, his artist soul was full
of strongest purpose, and after years of
toll, to-day, amidst the collected genius
of the world, his works aie almost with
out a rival. Here, TOO, are some of the
most glorious Mosaics that ever the eye
feasted on. Landscapes rich in color
and beauty as ever frightened the dreams
of Claude Lorraine. Entering one room
You are met at tho door byIa witching
young sylph, partially enveloped iE
net. It issimply a.atg 1T looks as
though You could shake it like q skein of
silk; but near it is another blythe same
artist Corona, of Italy. The subject is
the freeing of the dove. This is one Of
the paarvels, of the Exhibition. The
drapsry. is a miracle of art. The lace
on ker 'chemise is worked out with
detail that speaks rather of the wonders
of the Aloom than the cunning Of the
sculptora chisel... A little beyond is the
finding of Moses, amagnifcent concep-
ton from THE chisel of iBarzaghi-the
head of the}infant Moses being beautiful
beyond description. Close to is the
forced prayefs one of the sweetest little
gems ever cut in marble. The subject
being child Compelled to say his pray
.ers before going Ia bed. He stands in
his little night shirt with his hands to-
gether; his, lips drawn doAB q big tear
stands in his eye, and. it is very esyident
that praying is not his strong suit. But
my space grows short, and I must close
for this week by giving you the latest
joke out a 81 .s.i ss.s,.e sig
Last week Jerseyman on his wayito
the Exhibition met another sight-seer on
the cars who hailed from the State of
Maine. 1t is usual when you arrive at
the grounds to go to the building ofyour
State and register your name and address,
so that your friends can find you. The
Jerseyman inquired for the jersey State
building, and ON reaching it looked
around at his friend from Maine With 9
feeling of very pardonable pride, and
said, aWhat do you think Of thisr The
Maine man felt q little abashed, for the
building erected by New jersey is one Of
the chief ornaments of the grounds.
After the Jerseyman had; registered,
they strolled out again, and my friend
from Aroostook inquired Of policeman
the way to the Maine building That
polite official Immediately poinsed 70
the structure which stands on the right
Of the gate and faces Machinety Hall;
The Maine man frightened and gave 9
contemptuous look towards his jersey
neighbor; but to make sure, he inquired
again Of another Official at the door #
this was the Maine building. The off:
cial blandly assured him it was. Aroos7
took entered in and looked around. He
could hardly believe his eyes. The
wealth of the world was at his feet the
genius of the world had thrown around
| It halo of glory. BE gasped, he chnc-
He'd, he almost danced with delight, and
grasping his Jersey friend; by the hand,
he roared in his ear, in a sort Of pigs
whisper, s''sNew jersey is pootyI good but
Old Maine is my huckleberry. I tell
you when she takes hold she can clean
them all" The difference, after all, was
| only in a letter. Moral: Mind your is.
We are all holding our breath for the
fourth Of july, tomorrow, and we are
one hundred years old. Of that, next
week. This has been a busy week with
us; the Cadets from West Point have
been encamped on the grounds, and are
fine looking, orderly body Of young
| men. The Knights Templar, of Mary
land, have also gone into camp, and reg
iments from all parts of the Union are
pouring in to take part in the celebration
| Of tomorrow. Foremost among them Is
the gallant Seventh of New York city.
Philadelphia is all ablaze preparing for
the great trades procession Of tonight,
which promises to eclipse anything seen
in America during the present genera
ton. ,,,,,,,. ~
A DEAD LErER.-Mr. John Furay,
special mail agent, has just received 9
letter, for proper disposal by him, which
has ia very curious history. 1t was WRIT
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