Morning journal and courier., 1884-01-24
A Good EnaptOymsht For Won
 From the New York Sun l

One of the most spacious and complete photographic establishments on Broadway is owned and directed by 8 woman.
 ''I have more than I can attend to-" she said to a reporter, 'tand my patrons, most of whom are ladies and children, are constantly increasing in number. I assure myself" she added with quiet smile, s'that fill 8 lcng felt want. Many women are afraid of men photographers; they never feel at ease in their presence as they do when only their own sex is represented. This is true especially of cripples and people whose faces are in any way disigured."
 The studio is elaborately furnished. Aside from the richness imparted by heavy hang ings, soft carpets, and costly upholstery, there was a certain air of femininity about the place which was distinctive The photo grapher, tall fair woman, with clear cut and handsome face and graceful figure, moved rapidly, attending to the details of her work as she chatted with the reporter.
 'tIt required nine years of incessent labor for a man on Sixth avenue to enable me to run gallery of my own," she said. 1T am the only lady photographer in New York, I 
 good many years ago. ting under the man of whom I spoke. After I had worked for him a couple of years he gradually placed more and more responsibility upon me, until I was practically the head of the business. I worked for him like galley slave for nine years and then told him was going to start a gallery of my own. He looked shocked, but recovered himself shortly and made me proposal of marriage. Nine years of him was quite enough. I was idle for year and then bought this place. A man can never realize how delightful it is for woman to be abso- luts mistress of her own affairs. keep my own books and attend personally to every . thing"
 You say that most of your subjects are women and children?"
 stI forgot to mention" said the proprietor with 8 slightly culpable smile, 'sthat clergy men should bs included in the category"
 ''They're fond of coming here. are they?" "Oh, yes. Thsy like to be treated gently, too. My greatest successes have been wi tn nervous and excitable subjects. Last week a lady brought her son and daughter to me She had tried several of the leading photo graphers, and none of them had succeeded in making even passable picture I appoint ed morning for the sitting and it took just five bours to photograph those two children. The girl had twitching eye. and at first she could not sit still two consecutive minutes to save her. looked at that twitching eye with so much professional gentleness, and treated her with such 8 vast amount of pa tience, that in the end she gave up complete Iy, sat still, and WAS photographed with thorough success. I had just as much of a struggle with the boy. After they had gone was Tagged To-day received these flowers from the children's mother"
 "You spoke about cripples just now?"
 'sYes Next to dead subjects the unfortu- nate deformed are the least desirable subjects fn handla Nnhndu as photographer how sensitive cripples are regarding their infirmities. They are always anxious that their particular defects should not appear in their pictures and yet they preserve @ studious silence concerning the very features about which they are the most anxious.
 Some years ago was struck with the re- pulsiVe look which all photographers gave their pictures of the dead The majority of these pictures of dead people were simply dreadful, and this was particularly the case when the subjects were children I had often seen little ones who had recently died, and was often struck with their natural and life like appearance. Children dead frequently look like children asleep I resolved, as soon as started in for myself, that would make a success of the first dead subject which came under my notice. I had only been estab- lished few days when 8 sweet-f faced woman in deep mourning came in and told mo her only child had died the day before, after an illness of only two days. I went that after noon with my apparatus and my assistants and took the photograph. have kept copy of it ever since. Here it is''
 The picture showed child lying as though asleep in it's crib. One chubby little hand was pressed against robust cheek, while the other lay naturally by it's side. The po- sition was grace itself, and there was not suggestion of death in the picture. It looked like child who had just fallen asleep.
 .sThis picture,"s said the proprietor, Drought me many other patrons, and made quite a reputation. It is not pleasant work, but it always pays to be thorough and orig1- nal. love my work earnestly, and l am very happy in it."
 The photographer stepped across the room,