Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1893-01-10
4 DIFFERENCE In CLAY.

Won NAV not know, but Clement Scott
uas the young American sculptor who
won such distinction abroad last fall,
IA over whom during the following
winter society at home, with her usual
6ckleness, had come to rave. 1t is some
th;no unusual for Philadelphia to arouse
herself over an American, but in Scott's
case it seemed natural enough. The
nersonal attractions Of the man himself,
q saw nothing of the distinction Paris
had bestowed upon him. were grounds
sufficient for his being social favorite
Immediately upon his arrival from
abroad he was besieged with invitations
to receptions and balls. teas and dinners,
and the like. Various societies gave pub
Perceptions in his honor; the country
clubs lunched him, and the city clubs
gave him dinners 1t went very well for
time, but in a time, too, it grew most
tiresome. Scott stood the whole thing
As long as he could: then, breaking q
dozen or mo-. engagements, he closed
bis rooms and went away to the sea-
shore He had learned to his own salts
factlon-to his own disappointment
how little society knew Of his art, how
little she cared, and that it was the gilt
ter of his medal, not himself, that peo-
pie loved.
It was the middle of spring when
Clement Scott came to Hull. He had
lived there during the summers previous
TO his going abroad The sea, the cliffs,
the stretches Of white sand, the grass
covered hills, were all very dear to him,
and he smiled as he found the memories
Of these coming back to him. There was
one memory, though, which seemed to
crowd all the beauties Of sea and shore
from his thoughts, and then of sudden
to bring them all trooping back again.
and in the light of his boyhood love.
That love was something which had
never gone from his memory. In his
studio in Paris he had often caught him
self shaping in the soft clay the features
Of that one face. He was good at model
ing but however truly his hands might
follow his memory, he could never seem
to catch the spirit of the image in his
mind; he could never put life into the
face. 1T is not she" he would say. 1T
does not love me-" And then he would
crush the clay into shapeless mass and
try his hand at other work.
It was very natural that Scott should
feel as he did about the face he had
loved in his boyhood The circumstan-
ces were peculiar. He had saved the
girls life at the risk of his own. In
crossing track she had fastened her
foot in a switch, and must have been
killed had not Scott rescued her. As it
was she had not escaped without in
jury; her arm had been run over. Some
one said the child's name was Mildred
Boday. Scott knew the beautiful place
the Bodays had been building on the hill
near his own home, and there he had
carried her, with her dress torn from
the shoulder, and her little white arm,
cruelty crushed and bleeding. hanging
at his side.
Inc injury was severe one. 1t be-
came necessary to amputate the child's
arm close to the shoulder, and it was
during this period of her confinement
tnat Scott came to know Mildred Boday
well. Young as he was, he loved the
beautiful well enough to take joy in
"atchlng Mlldreds sweet face, with the
wealth OF golden hair which hung about
1t, or in looking into Mildred's blue eyes,
wide open with wonder or joy at his
tales When Mildred got about again
Element was her right hand man. The
functions of the arm she had lost were
supplied by an artificial arm of French
uechahlsn-an arm that could be moved
d. Will, or even taken off altogether.
inat arm was a source of great amuse-
meht to them. Sometimes its Joints
"ouia suck, and Clement would have to
rescue Mildred from some awkward
pos'tlon' and then they would laugh and
think it a great joke.
Al the close of his sixteenth year Scott
went abroad and took up his sculpturing
1nuer an Italian master, first in Rome
auu ,nen In Paris. Eight years after
Safu ne received his medal, and with it
sie praise OF the whole of Europe. Then
.eturned to America.
inen 1t was that the young sculptor,
"'sn all the glamor of triumph abroad
, anu III The midst of an ovation at home,
w Tue prattles and insincerities of New
UT rOlh society for the quiet and for the
on r. NJ sne little sea town of Hull.
10 found the sea, the cliffs, the
m Ma, or white sand all unchanged.
Injured Boday had changed. She was
hMoilan' But she was just the same to
g. lhere was little formality at
thor s' out formality could not live when
~ ta,s were together, and soon they came
No. &c tne same boy and girl they had
'een when they parted.
1911 aSo,' hxed up his old studio and the
.Ashop where he had modelled his first
VII a Mildred helped him to drape his
whaS S ana to place his belongings, and
stnS,. 'ney had finished it was a pretty
mssS, scott had ordered block OF
Sat ~ from Paris, and when it came he
msn ~ : WORK upon it to try the expert
msrr,o cutting an image directly in the
moa o,e and without the aid of the clay
the " The image he was to follow was
sols,n venus of Milo. He was doing it
wort0, Tor pleasure, he said, and SC
dred only when he felt like it. Mil
stuS;o was frequently by his side in the
her bs.s NOW and then she would pose
oraN' Lao TO give him an idea of curve
Ae' and always it was more in fun