The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1883-11-01
DE R OBJ ALI DIS.
THE FACE In THE MOON.

well in a poem, so 1 left it out.
IN. Y. Independent.
THE FACE In THE MOON.
We had all observed for some time
that Tom Eaton had been unlike him
self. Originally a good-natured sort
of chap, without much facility in paint
ing, to be sure, but-with any amount of
ambition, he hadxpleased us all. The
one or two sharp criticisms on his pic
lures that had been accepted by the
hanging committees and the innumera-
BILE reflections he had sustained at their
hands seemed at last to have really
turned his temper; He grew blue,
somber, now and again gruff, and sim
gularly loquacious on the subject of his
art. He would crate by the hour on the
cries of painting, and was sometimes
ingenious if obscure. was talking to
Gleason Towner about him one day,
and Gleason, who deals in caustic
speeches, said: .Sum up Tom Eaton,
and he is a good example of a limited
man with an unlimited ambition. He
was supposed to have great talent, and
started out in life under the impression
that he was a genius. He lived in this
dream for awhile; now he iswaking to
find he is only an ordinary sor of man
like the rest of us. 1t makes him mad,
or if he is mot mad, he soon will be- if
he goes about with his notions and
talk"
A week or so later Eaton monopo-
LIKED an evening at the Kit-Kat Club by
giving us his new views on art. Art
meant only p~ortraiture. Everything
else, from still life up to landscape, vas
a mere accessory. He really dawdled
on with his thought, though his words
flew fast enough, and 1 feltas if he were
killing his friendships as 1 glanced
about the room and saw numerous in
dications of suppressed yawns.
1t was so. Gleason Towner said;
'Eaton has rung his own death-knell.
He belongs in an insane asylum, not in
an art club"
81 really think his brain is cracked
suggested Bob Langley. They say he
has an uncle who"
But some one broke in with tidings o.
a new model, and we dropped Tom
Eaton.
I do not believe 1 gave the fellow s
thought again until he CHANGED upon
mo he aVt srnmar while T vyos Stay
in9 in an OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES y;IIane I,
Maine nm a s~ketcbino aycyrs;on On
dav in .Juiv T stnm2leJ nno1 Eotor
sitting ont under his umbrella naint
ing.
t~raitsi', 7 called her;rn hy =
association of IDEAS his talt h 1aS
time 7 saw him. i"
..No This is n nortrait y, .nd h,
turned his easel toward me to displa,
a most Indifferent figure of an irisl
woman with a basket in her hand.
He held his br1,sb idIv for q moment
and then looked nm of mo on;cL1v
.J have come boro 70 Coo y4n ,, +,
cold 1.brnntIu ST haord -, ~
here. Will YOU 90 rowing with me to
nightp | have something to saw to yo,
a secret. 7 have come ali This dis
lance to find Won. for saw If 7 mnst.
win oonfeSs 70 y.r,,o romor,
bran.a of Eaton,s onee, ,vsHs hit T on
not half bad fellow ond was moro
over q tr;ae aatteroJ 1T this nronf =
I'D onJsb PiTo y
49, W.
"a a;obtp,, ba asled
80 NJ onsrno,od
..Meet me here ut this no;nt IL yo,
will. I shall he busv until then m,
do not car to see Won and idJv cha
owe nothinps while nv secret choke
in INV throatn
HeIanehed pneasilv.
an love y thourbt T. s.and T sbo'
lie in a boat and listen to dcscrintion
of her beauties and her charms a
night Heiob-bop,
reocboJ The no;nt Int Eotnn . .h u"
before ma Sittin% IN thn hot va" oor mi'i !;
LonJ .sIII;nS5 go" H"i II :
had nulI"J off 5is cot and % oa hS woo =
fne hragnv ~ fe IL T i @aI IL n at wa" H.,
With sorno .dn,iroTon Iii
mhaU q ileloules you are crle'
"na' " orao' d 'ur'ie' are you
"eS
as JuIhped lnuo the poat' annoye
py MS Tone Which was almost savage
against MS palnt-box and
oig niI oI canvas.
nHs aio These InlnSs uolng mere!
tIueileu' do s"' uo"h Ill Ihe sIerh {
Nv e.T pIaS
ihey ~ "heIe no. ne repllet
Iney are my tools.
we dld not speak for some time