The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-12-12
THE GREAT ARTIST.
Looks Out Up'n Conquered Neighborhood.

IL is not the painter who erjoys the adoration of his fellow beings. Michael Angelo never enjoyed that homage which has been given to other picture makers. "Whs then is the man to whom the most profound respect is duel' some incredu- lous person may ask. How easy it is to answer such question. The country photographer, of course-not the man who locates in a small town, but the mo- madic phen omenon of art, the photo srapher who travels with tent and cof- fee-pot which bears evidences Of much experience. In his sphere, the tent pho tographer is a duke, a social czar He a,tains the medium size and his hair shows slight disposition to curl. He wears tight boots with high heels, and as a rule, his f.ther has been a circuit rider and man of strong theological parts. He pitches his tent near some spring where people are known to corgregate, a place within easy reach ot the eros s-roads store and the neighborhoo6 church. He scatters a large number of hand-bills, setting forth the fact that Prof So-and So, who has just arrived fro m an eastern city, is pre-; ared to make the finest pictures at the lowest prices ever known. He does not meddle with aimsy cards. "Bless your life" says he, ia card picture ain. no account. What you want is 8 gem something that1l last picture taken op tin"
 When the long lank country boy, with tobacco juice oozing from the corners of his mouth, says that he would "like ter have his pictur' tuck" the great artist, without that superlative indifference which we often meet; withou, that lofty distain which eminent artists sometimes assume, arises from his red carpet camp stool, and, with an easy grace which si. lently says: "Ill get 6f;y cents out oi you," proceeds to place the young fello V in position. Each victims picture is taken in . group that is, four faces are represented in yellowish way on a broad piece of tin. Jast as soon as the camera winks and shoots off its mouth, " the ardst takes out the sheet oi tin, cuts it into four pieces, slips each piece into kind of card frame, gives the pictures to the delighted young man, accepts 6f y ceoss, and then, after dis. tribu,ing the f,rms." serenely a~aits the coming of another willing victim. Just before young Jackson and hls sweetheart are engaged they have their pictures takeA by the great artist. Jack. son is dressed in a suit of glossy black give me heres" vulgarly known as "hand me downs" He wears narrow paper collar. with a green butterfly bow, fastened to the collar button with a piece of rubber cord. He combs his hair straight back, and upon the whole he very much resembles a chicken that has the pips. Miss s lllie C srrett, the you ng lady, is srrayed in blue dress with an elaborate display of black braid. She is shy, and>at first will not consent to lettin z her hand rest on young ,ckson's shout . der, but when the great artist tells her that the picture will look much better that way, she bushes, gIggles at the great promoter of art, and declares that it makes no difference, fo' she doesn :, care any more for Joe Jackson than she does for her brother. noho~. When the picture is taken she looks at it and says
 q. looks like Joe but it don't look q bit like me"
 "Why don't it ?" Joe asks. "'Cause it's too good lookin' for me. |" "No, it ain't."
 |" Oh, you jest say that 'cause I'm here. When you gel a~ay you'if sao~ . the pie ture around among the boys and laugh af me"
 @No l won's," Jackson VOWS.
 "Yes. you will :"
 "No, ] won't but know what"
 "What?'
 @You are ashamed for your picture to be on the same piece with mine."
 "No, I'm not, neithex.s
 "Yes, you are"
 sSallie, you know better than thas.1
 By this time they afs Eding toward home.