New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1888-11-18

that they loved the work or the beauty of the
work. but TO keep down the gnawing IN tnelr
hearts, and TO have something for which they
could still fight and storm. ami for u little for
get
" was one who had been among the highest .
lie spoke not with pride, but in low ana uecp
voice which went 10 the heart Of the listener,
and brought the tears 10 her eyes. Ii was not
like that OF the painter in the heavenly CITY,
VINO reIViced ana was glad in his work ,n .hpsn
he was but as a humble workman, serving those
who were more great But this man had the
sorrow OF greatness in him, and the wonder OF
those who can do much, to find how little , lhtS
can do. My veins" he said, were filled with
fire and my heart with the rage of great desire TO
be first, AS had been first in the days OF the
gentle life; And | made my plan to be grelIi1e e
than all the rest, to paint yast picture IKE =
the world, filed with all the glores OF lie; IN
a moment | had conceived what should 20,
for my strength was as that Of hundred men /,
and none of us could rest or breathe TIL u was
accomplished, but flung ourselves upon TINS ne~
thing upon water in the desert. Oh, my niue
sister, how can / tell you-what words can snow
forth this wonderful thing? stood before rny
great canvas with all those who were OF my
faction pressing upon me, noting every touch II l
made shouting , a Wiu Say When lo there
came a mystery and wonder INTO
that place. / had arranged men and women
before me according TO all the devices OF art
to serve my models that nature might DC ID
my picture, and life: but when / looked saw
them not for between them and me had come
Face
Inc eyes OIL Int IItlt uIOplSN
She held out her hands toward him with SYM
pathy which no words could say.
" Often had / painted that face In the other
life-sometmes with awe and love, some tlli ISs
with scorn: for hire and for bread, and Tor prde
and for fame. IL is pale with suffering YET
smiles; the eyes have tears in them, yet ngnt
below and all that is there Is full OF tenderness
and of love. There is a crown upon the prov,
but il is made of thorns. II came before me
suddenly, while / stood there with the men shout
ing close TO my ear urging on and fierce Jury
in nv heart and the rage TO be first and to forget
Where my models were, there it came. l could
not see them nor my groups that ! had had
planned, nor anything but that face. called out
TO my men, Who has done this p but they heard
me not nor understood me, for TO them there
was nothing there the figures ! had set
living picture all ready for the painters hand.
L could not bear it, the sight Of that face.
I flung my tools away | covered my eyes with
my hands But those who were about me pressed
on me and threatened. They pulled my hands
from my eyes. Coward" they cried. and
Traitor to leave us in the luIch. Now VIII the
other side win and we be shamed. Rather tear
him limb from limb, fling him from the walls :!
The crowd came round me like an angry sea
they forced my pencils back INTO my hands.
Work. they cried, or We will tear you hmD
from limb For though thy were upon my
love for me-" He paused for moment, Tor ms
heart was yet full of the remembrance. and OF
10" looked again he said. and still it was
there Oh face divine-the eyes all wet with pity,
the Inns all quiverng with love! And neither
pity nor love belonged to that place, nor any sue
cor, the touch Of brother, nor the voice OF
friend. Paint they cried or we Will tear
vou limb from limbv-and fire came into my
heart ! pushed them from me on every side with
the strength OF a giant And then | flung IL on
the canvas crying know not what-not TO them
but 10 Him. Shrink not from me- little SISTER
for / blasphemcd. ! called him lmpostor, De
ceiver Galean and still with all my might,
with all tho fury OF my soul set Him there
for every man to see, not knowing what l dld.
Everything faded from me bit that face saw
il alone. The crowd came round me with shouts
and threats TO drag me away, but took no heed :;
they were sienced, and fed and LETT me atone,
but / knew nothing nor when they came PACK
with others and seized me, and fu1g me iortn
from the gates was | aware what j had done.
They cast me ont and left me upon the via
without shelter without companion, storning
and ravng at them as they did at me. ihey
dashed the great gates behind me with a Gang
and shut me ont. And Turned and defed them,
and cursed them as they cursed me- not knowing
what | had done. go,
kneeling as il she had accompanied him all the
way with her prayers but could not now say
more.
Then saw again. he went on, not hearing
her in the great force OF that passion and wonder
which was still in his mind" that VISION IN the
air Wherever / turned, 1t was there-lils eyes
wet with pity, His countenance shining with love.
Whence came He? What did He in that place,
where love is not, where pity comes not
Friend" she cried, to seek you therc!'
Her companion bowed his head in deep hum bic
ness and JOY And again he lifted his great voice
and intOned his song of praise. The little pilgrim
understood it, but by fragments-a line that was
more simple that came here and there And II
praised the Lord that where the face OF the
Father was hidden, and where love was not'
nor compassion, nor brother had pity on brother.
nor friend knew the face Of friend. and all succor
was stayed, and every help forb.Gden-yet sun
in the depths of the dar uess and IN the heart OF
the silence, lie who could not forget nor i0rsake
was there. The voice of the singer was Ike tAat
Of one of the great angels, and many OF the IN
habitants Of the blessed country began TO appear,
gathering in crowds 70 hear this great music, as
the little sister thought and she herself listened
with all her heart, wondering and seeing on the
faces Of those dear friends whom she did not know
an expectation and hope which were strange 20
her. though she could always understand their
love and their Joy.
But in the middle Of this great song there came
another sound to her cara sound which pierced
through the music like lightning through the
sky though it was but the cry OF one dlstraught
and fainting-a cry cut Of the depths not even
seeking help, cry of distress too terrible TO De
borne Though II was scarcely louder IMAM tnrnod
and flew to the edge of the prcclpice whence IL
came And Immediately the darkness seemed to
move as with pulse in great throb, and some,
thing came through the wind with rush as II
mar Of the mountain had fallen-and, 10! AT ncr
feet Law one who had flung himself forward, ms
arms stretched ont, his iace 10 the grounu as IL
he had seized and grasped in an agony the very
soil He lay there. half in the light ana nan IN
the shadow, gripping the rocks win MS h'nda
burrowing into the cool heritage above ana lile
mountain flowers; clinging at'hing hold DESPAIR
inc. vet Selling everything he could grasp-the
tender grass the rolling stones. The Ittle pilgrim
anng herself down upon her knees by his side,
and grasped his arm 10 help, and cried aloud for
aid; and the song of the singer ceased and there
,,,as silence for moment. that the breath OF
I 'a' fmoitive could be heard painting. and his
strong Struggle to drag himself altogether out Of
that abyss Of darkness below She thought ,ha OF
nothinr nor heard nor anything but inc strain
~ - last effort which seemed TO shake the
T ,ery yi,, onnfsins until suddenly there seemed to
rise All around the hum and murmur as Of
great multitude, and looking up, she saw every VERY
p;tttic XII and hollow. and the glorious PLAIN
Ind a. far rs eve could see , crowded with
c ceg0fp ss hro ron and on the high peaks above
in the full shining Of the sun came anne o opnd So P
niiebtr than men. And the eyes OF all were
fixed upon the man w,o lay as one dead upon
The ground. and from the lips OF All came a
low, murrnur of rapfnrc and delight, that spread