Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-07-23
SinIins Alnui NrIists.

Stories About Artists.
There must be somc strange sym.
says correspondent of thel
1 New York Times. between blacksmiths'
shops and aspiring boys who are toI
develop into great artists. TIL lhert
Stuart and Washington Aston both
have the blacksmith paragraph IN their
biographies rs well rs Frank Carpon.
| ter, and John Nandcrlyn, painter of
"Thc Landing of Columbus, If tradi-
ton is to be accepted. would have
lived and died a Sopus pill dispenser II
4 his home had not been beside the in
|cvitablc smithy. Aaron Burr, having
| his horse shod in country town
| Through which ho was travelling, saw
the charcoal sketch on the shop door,
became enthusiastic, and hunted up
/ tho youthful artist to adopt him. All
| tho orthodox sketches OF Nanderlyn
tell this tale. Nandcrlyn himself how
ever, did not seem to glory in the
chronicle, have an autograph letter
| in which he not only denies tho cor
rectncss Of the story, but really shows
feeling over 1t. This gives me the
chance to quote pretty good authori-
| ty to show that times havc not greatly
changed for tho worse In some ways in
these latter days. Here is line from
letter Vandorlyn wrote in Andrew
Jackson's time: Success nowadays
doesn't mean anything OF consequence,
except that it grants your neighbors
license to worry over you and lie about
you"
From this same gentleman who tolls
me of Frank Carpenters early art en-
tcrprises have caught other stories
that entertain people with memories in
central New York. One Is of Jedcdiah
Barber, to whose patronage of sign
painting Carpenter, In somewhat in
! direct way, owed his first chance to
display his talents. Commodore Van
derbilt spent some time one season In
that part Of the state, looking after
some Of his interests. II was at a time
when the New York Central railroad
was welcoming friends. One day the
Icommodore encountered Jedediah just
out of Homer, beside pasture-lot.
Ono horse was In the lot, and Jedediat
seemed to be bestowing most affection
ate glanccs upon the animal "Whose
land is this, Mr.. Barkcrp" Thus the
commodore. milne, sir.' Thus Jede
diah "Finc property and nice-look
ing beast that is over there, Mr.. Bar
ber," The commodore was suave.
Jodediah was a n an whose friendship
was worth having Right you are. Y
Jedediah was emphatic. How much
will you take for the horsep' was the
commodore question. Don't wan
to sell" was Jedediah's answer. e
like the animals looks, and would giv'
you u pretty good price" the commo
dorc persists. Cant help II; hal
of that horse belongs to Farmer Jono:
down below Jedediah explains. 81
will take my chances with Jones anc
give YOU $500 for the other half.
"Cash?" asks Jodediah, with twinkle
in his eye. Just the same a chccl
= payable on sight, and to bind the bar
gain III hand you my watch to keel
till you get your money The watcl
was as handsome as any worn In tha
day, and Jcdedah was the man VIII
wore it ever after, for, with cando
that chilled the railroad magnatc, h
explained: MIR. Vanderbilt, this 10
is mine; onc-half of that horse is Farm
er Jones and so is the other half. ii
pays me to let it pasture here. II any
thing gets the matter with this time
piece I'll send you word. I'm to kee'
it, you know. till you find my half c
that quadruped." Mr.. Jededah Bar
Der thought this was funny, and tn
commodore, with rather n grim sort c
humor on his countenancc, had to tr
to show that he was just as muc
amused as anybody else. The tw
men were warm friends ever afterward
and the watch was not wasted, per