The Portland daily press., 1880-06-24
THURSDAY MORNING, JUNE "a.

Not few of the stools We're carved in some
exquisite manner in keeping in design with
the general scenery of the milk-house.
And yet, as though out of respect to nature,
this really artistic lady permitted quite num-
Der of things to remain in a natural simplicity.
One could find watermelon or pumpkin at
times with no landscape upon it, but having
only perhaps an artificial fly or worm on some
corner. One pumpkin was indeed to be seen
with the word nksgiving'' neatly placed
on that part of the rind which was turned
heavenward, while on the scroll that flowed
down over the side of the fruit were
the words "God bless our Home" Time
would have failed the artist, if taste had not
to place under the magic wand of art all. the
melons and fruits of the fields and gardens. AT
one cucumber all persons laugh heartily, for it
has on it the picture of boy who seems to betray
in all the contortions of his body, and in the
details of his countenance, the fact that he
had eaten too much of the cold and clammy
product under notice.
The interior of the residence by far surpasses
in greatness and richness and delicacy and
thoughtfulness, and original combination all
that has been seen in the world without. In
that little home of single glorious girl, and
we use the word single not in any hymeneal
sense, but in a historical and numerical i'm
port, the glory of all old nations meets. jap
anese banners hang upon Greek swords, and
Chinese lanterns throw light upon American
gas fixtures and upon an Athenian lamp of
of Socrates is resting f1int-lock musket found
on the field of Bunker Hill. Locks from old
monasteries and castles of Europe are on the
doors and chambers of this model residence,
while barn door stolen from the farm of Gin
cinnaius swings between the drawing-room
and the main hall, and in this hall, upon long
brass pins, is the harness from the horses Of
Doomed.
"Can it not be possible" visitor inquired,
that you, dear Bella Puella, q. M. S. A. have
ornamented your house to what might be
called an excessive degree? am, of course, a
plain, uncultivated mortal and can have no
light but that of semi-savage instinct, and
with much difidence suggest that your acts
distract me. Honey is good, but good only by
thel teaspoonful, and not by the glass or
quart Am | right or wrong in supposing that
there is delicacy about ornamentation, or is
beauty like wisdom and virtue, the better the
more you possess of it?' To this question
Bella Puella replied that she had some
times felt that beauty unadorned is often
such suspicion she had left upon her mantle
many shells which contained no landscape up
on their inner surfaces, but were full of that
strange coloring and surface which are so in
imitable in such interiors. She and the visit
or then looked at some Of these pink and pris-
ocean, and even B. p, q. M. s. A., admitted
that she knew of no human art that had the
power of adding anything to their charms.
The discussion ended here, and the visitor is
said to have come away amazed and quite ex-
hausted by few hours in such a temple of all
the ancient and modern shapes of the sublime
and the prodigious 1t was wonderful. II
was incredible. 1t was awful but it was not
impossible. Great is nature, but greater far are
man and woman, when their taste can roam
without restraint in fields where the fences
built in narrow times are all down.