St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-07-28
an Extraordinary Realist Comes Do,cn to
the Artstic Ado1.ane,,ts of Common
piece Life.

the 4irtstic Adornnte,,ts of Common
piece Life.
San Francisco Postl
sDo you ever print any art items, in your
paperl" asked a rather seedy-looking man
with long hair, a SLOUGH hat, and paint on
his fingers, edging into the Posts inner sane
tum the other day. Because" continued
the young man, scowling critically ct a cheap
chrome on the wall, sbecause / thought if
you cared to report the progress OF real
aesthetic art culture on this coast you might
send your art critic around to my studio to
take some notes."
''Might, eh!" said the editor.
eyes, sir. For instance, there's NAM
moth winter storm landscape I've just fin
ished for Mr. Mudd, the bonanza king. It's
called "A Hail Storm in the Adirondack
and a visitor who sat near it the other day
caught a sore throat in less than fifteen min
utes. The Illusion is SO perfect, you under
stand. Why, had to put on the finishing
touches with my ulster and, artic oyershoes
on.''
Don't say!''
''Fact, sir; and then there's little animal
gem did for Governor Gerkins the other
day-portrait of his Scotch terrier, Snap.
The morning it was done cat got into the
studio, and the minute it saw the picture il
went through the window like ten-inch
shell''
'Dd, eh?''
Eyes, and the oldest thing about it was
that when / next looked at the canvas the
dogs hair was standing up all along his back
like porcupine. Now how do you account
for that!''
''Dunno.n
at just beat me. When the Governor ex-
| amined the work he insisted on my painting
on post with the dog chained to it. Said
he didd't know what might happen.''
GOOD scheme" growled the editor.
Wasn't it, though! But nv best hold,
however, is water views. You know George
Bromley, and how distracted he is some
times. Well, he dropped In one morning
and brought up before an eight by twelve OF
the San joaquin River with a boat in the
foreground Pm blessed if he didn't absent
mindedly take off his coat and step clear
through the canvas trying to jump into the
boat-thought he'd go out rowing, you
know
''Have they carried out that journeyman
with the small-pox?'' said the editor, wink
ing at the foreman, who had come in just
then from the composing loom swear for
copy.
Smallpox That reminds me of a real
istic subject Pm engaged on now, entitled
The Plague in Egypt l had only completed
four of the principal figures when, last Tues
day, the janitor, who sleeps in the next
room, was taken out to the hospital with the
most pronounced case of leprosy you ever
saw, and this morning the boy who mixed
the paints began to scale off like slate roof.
don't really know whether to keep on with
the work or not. How does it strike you.'
''It strikes me you had better slide,' said
the unasthetic moulder Of public opinion.
ssDon't care to send a reporter around!p
'.No, sir.'
| $Wouldn't like to order life-size 'Guten-
berg Discovering the Printing Press, chg"
mary order"
Don't want a seyen-by-nine group of the
staff done in oil or crayens''
.'No, said the editor, as he again lowered
himself into the depths of a leader on the
Roumanian imbrogIio; shut if you care to
touch up two window frames; some desk
legs, and the fighting editors black eye for
four bits and lot of comic exchanges, you
can sail in.i'
ITS whackr" promptly calculated the
disciple of aesthetic culture, borrowing cigar
cite from the dramatic critic on account, he