New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1878-02-09
GAIL HAMILTON ONCE MORE.
THE STORY OF AvIs-A REVIEW NV. PARTS.


NAV dehumanizc it: Nothing can be more contra
dicto,y. more foreign to Miss Phelpss meaning
than her simile. AviSs great purpose is her art
The decentralization was simply, the author says
that while the otIer girls talked of love, AVIS
sketched their faces Does Miss Phelps think art
bideons thing; the absorbing love of art like dead
soul? Because art keeps girl from loye-chatter
docs Miss Phelps think it sucking the hearts blood
She expressly says not She expressly says that the
retarded must not be mistaken for the stunted OF
the sterile growth. She expressly says that Aviss
abundant being had suffered no depletion men,
how had her great purpose sucked her hearts oiood
What could induce Miss Phelps to introduce mu-
cons IMAGE to befou what she desires to embelisl
Her betrotbal fitted upon her iu,pstiently. IKE
the first articles in treaty OF capitulation only
looking sskance as yet toward dreaded surrender
in whieha passiomatefy defended lost cause is to
no down: Ii is possible to strike general average
and Get at meaning under these words, but they
at as impatientlv upon it the last articles in
treaty of capiulaton that looks dreaded surrender
full in the face.
A beautiful womanliness was uron her. She
seemed wrapped in il like naad in a silver she'll ::
But is shell in any sense a wrapi And Is woman
Illness in any sense she'll If it is like anything
material is it not rather the enveloping and invis-
bic Atmosphere
The dumb sunlight crawled inch by inch like q
creepiug child. across the steps: The dumb sun
light never crawls in the smallest degree like a
creeping child. The child is seen to creep. The
sunlight lies always still. We only see that u mas
moved We never see it moving.
The Autumn sun stepped in, and stood cool and
calm against the wall like the friend who never for
gets suffers to forget the resolve or the aspr
alton which we once expressed And an unmltl-
gated bore such a friend would be. But why does
the Autumn sun step in while the dumb sunlight
crawled ill., and why does the dumb sunlight keep
crawling inch by inch while the Autumn sun stands
cool and calm2 And why is the Autumn sun stand
ing against the wall any more like friend who
never forgcts than is the bureau which stands
aganst the wall good deal longer than the Au-
tumn sunshine!
The clover-buds appeared. bursting into color
impetuously. like kisses that child throws TO
the sky: Quite the contrary. When the child throws
kisses the impetuous action is The clover-buds
bprst without visible motion. There is no speech
nor language.
The near waves broke, NEEDLESS and kinding.
clean to the hearts core, like nature burnt holy
with a conseeratcd passion: How can wave he
burnt holyP Water may be boiled clear and lard
may be " tried ont" but-burn wave'
All that was weakest of him leaned upon her with
increasing naturalneSs, we all Of MS, soul OF man
and soul of woman, lean upon the mammoth
motherhood of Nature viii Miss Phelps tell us
what il is that we think we are doing when we are
really leaning upon the mammoth motherhood of
Nature2
She saw a caravan departing faint as forgotten
hope: But forgotten hope is not faint If 1t is
forgotten it has vanished altogether.
His thoughts like witch-hazel seemed TO follow
and command the spring of hers: If Miss Phelps
had ever walked around pasture with witch-ha-
zel n her hand, she would know that the spring
commands the witch-hazel, not the wtch-hazel the
spring. Moreover. even a witch-hazel follows only
as it is carried. Thoughts go of their own accord.
June kindled slowly but fiercely like the heart of
furnace: Who but mOnomaniac on-tropes could
ever see III the fragrant meodious bright and vivid
warmth of June anything that should carry his
thoughts back into the big, black, cracky Old fur
nace-pOt of the last Winterf
His startling pallor burned as marble does IL
thrust into the full sum- as if it were lighted. not
from without. but from within Doubted. Mexican
ONYX looks that way. but marble surely hurls back
the full sunshine in the most binding and superb
cial manner
One man would answer about well as another
to fill any mould, unless, perhaps the challces OF
life; and it could hardly be said that the veins OF
his nature throbbed with sacramental wine. only
serviceabe, secular brand: Is chalice mould
Is wine poured into mould' And when it is
poured into chalite is it poured from the human
velnsf
The scar which All unkind word leaves upon
large love may be invisible, like that OF great sin
upon the tissues of the repentant soul: But we
know no more about the tissues of the soul than
about the tissues of love, whether its scars be
visible OF invisible, except that the tissues them
selves are invisible it needs ghost to tell the
scars are Also
Ostrander had the refracting, rot the absorbing
nature in which ambition kndles under emotion.
like the maple leaf, whose heart the Autumn seeks
earliest and earliest deserts There is no like in
the case. Ambition that kindlcs only under emo
ton is fitful. The Autumn may seek the heart OF
the maple leaf earliest but it seeks it just as regn-
larly as the heart of the oak. Miss Phelps admits
the unlikeness herself Later on, forgetting that
the naples have already done duty in another d.
rcction-The naples splashed into shallow tints,
bold vermilion and transparent yellow. like emo
tons quickly stung and healed There is not the
slightest reason why an emotion should be vermilion
rather than green, or why an emotion that is soon
over should be yellow. while lasting one is blue
but apparently ambition was kindled IN the
first set of leaves by the emotional Autumn while
in the second it was emotion itself that stung
by something provoking in the Autumn
Coy was not girl of liquid moods. and Avis
was in no possible sense what we call woman of
moods at ALL yet her creative moods were always
those of tense vision, amounting almost 10 optical
illusion. Ostrandcr only served her as well as
another to pass the mood of the May weather What
that action is which is designated as passing the
mood Of tic May weather doth not yet appear. Os-
trander liked best TO find her in the mood of the
open fire; but certain moods befel her that Winter
from which he stood afar off, though it suited his
mood TO steal look at her now and then in silence
while the four walls of her own room shut out The