The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1881-01-04

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John Pope, pupil OF Couture, associate OF
the National Academy, one oil tue aosshoet
az the Artists Fund Society, and IN en'nu'
si,s, ,n his profession. died At his nome, ~
Fonr,h syesue. New York, on "Wednesday
might, believing thai, at last, aztec iori.
veass of labor. he bad foand the secretion
nerfec,ed art. Tae SNa says that man
more thoroughly eurapturcd wtto h,'
Getting never lived. He painted whi'e
daci,ght lasted. aud tsen spcot Tue
evening In producing the era' on GSaWthss
so much admired in the exbibhisns at tDe
A.aSemy OF Desiga. Though ms i"rfaN-
n,,r,er he excel.ed. the dream OF Ms hie
was Ia nroduce strong Egure-pst1Fes, W
wb,eb the background IL landscape Sou'u
form ~ effective a ,;srt as the bgere~ 'he,n'
solves. This was his ruiiRg p9ssion IA he'
and as he neared the end tde passie" S'o"
stronger. - t.. h.eL
ON wednesday evening, as he u, bseh
on his pillows, very weak soo ]" W"
bemotrhsge Of The lungs, a's "he. W"o.
with their two children, Was Sa'roS ..
his side. was startled by DIS suuoeh i's'pS
in bed and er,ing feverishiy:
"Qulck, give me my pa'ete auo "s"s ,D.
nav for NJ last | see II all. can do u
now for have just discovered The arr
,hronyb the influence OF visions OF eXqui-
sIt,l-cradisted music. IL Is PLAIN a. DAY
at last !" so
HIS wife. alarmed at his excitement. mace
aweas stlemui 10 d,ssuade him, but as Up.
posi,ion only increased his excitement ana
n was evident that his end was very near.
she ,umo, ed him. His paints, brushes, ana
canvas we're brought TO bin, ana DIS tetT'
ful relatives arranged the coverings OF the
beo 50 that they would look more Ike the
drapery Of his studio. lie began DIS "oth
with haste amounting almost TO frenzy.
AT lat. al last" he cried, d" have iounu
The beauty which all my life and over hai
the world have been struggling ior.
He painted faster and faster. evidently
believing that the canvas Wou'o Sno" Tue
beauty that be conceived. although IL WIS
i'm truth sad realization OF the conception.
Ii was late in the evening Wheh he oe%'n
his death bed picture. II grew darker anu
darker as he went on, and bis sorrO"lh@
family sat around hlm, poweriess 10 ease
bis last moments. AT last 1t grew 80 DARK
that even be, IN his excitement. nollccd L.
"Let us 20 The studio" he cred, sud
denly.
no, no; not tonight. Wait until to-
morrow"
1--WE must go to the studio, ne eNcIaIlh
cd, mskng an effort 10 rise to his feet. me
tax upon his strength was too great With
ont another word he fell back on his plI'
ows, dead.
Henry 4. Loop, the artist whose paint
ing, the "Ecbo," attracted attention IN me
Centennial Art Gallery, said last evening !:
81 knew John Pope for twenty years, aud
n more honest, earnest, and devoted stu.
dent OF art never met. When he studied
in Paris with Couture, William NJ. Hunt
was his colleague, and they returnedto Bos'
ton together Pope, after short seas )n
there, went 10 san Francisco and then re-
TUNED to New York, where he has lived
ever since. He wts siDGulailg quiet
man, worshipped bis family, and was mucp
ioyeIa. in reiuin. fie constantly improved.
his last portraits comparing most iayorably
with those OF Baker. Though be did not
exhibit lavisbly, he will unquestionably be
missed in The Academy, where bis delight.
fully.eXecuted little crayOns were always
surrounded by an enthusiastic host OF con-
noisseurs.'
Mr.. Pope was sixty years old. lie had
been i'll cnly week.