Mexico weekly ledger., 1893-10-19
ART AT THE EXPOSITION.
The Finest Collection OF Pictures
sEser Exhibited at ST. Louis.

les are to be found this season the
finest collection of paintings our Ex-
position management has ever
given the public.
The largest center canvas on the
west wall attracts instant attention
a. one enters gallery No. Ia
NEUROLOGICAL subject entitled "De-
spairing Amazons." In the distant
background are to be dimly seen a
long line of female warriors; the sky
is dark; the smoke of the battle
field still hovers near the earth.
Defeat has been overwhelming and
these brave women warriors prefer
death to defeat, and SO are repre-
scented in the act of hurting them
selves over a precipice. The interest
centers in the two foremost figures
the utter despair Of one as she mad
ly dashes on to destruction with
shield uplifted, heroic in her des-
peration; the other less brave has
covered her face to shut out the
sight of the yawning chasm. The
horses plunge madly in the fright
full death-ride with nostrils extend
ed and cords of flesh drawn into
knots. 1t is a picture full oflife and
wonderful coloring.
"Lion in Ambush" is MOI on the
catalogue, and is by the celebrated
artist Gerome. 4 broad expanse is
before us-no living form in sight,
not even a flying bird. The noun
tain tops and valley are mapped in
silence. Crouched behind a ledge
of rocks is the Iona noble speci-
men of his race; his launches mo-
tionless, his eye roaming the dis
tant scene eager to pounce upon
any living, breathing thing in the
line Of his vision; a massive frame,
a mouth of ferocity, an eye in which
cunning and brutality are wonder
fully blended.
Evening"" serene and reposeful
is this valley scene The soft rays
of the dying sun fingers as if reluc-
tant to shut out the day. The glory
of the summer day has like a dream
passed away. Standing a solitary
sentinel against the background,
brilliant with the light which colors
the surrounding shadows, is a leaf
less tree upon whose branches are
crowded innumerable sparrows.
1.-THE brave little sparrows that always stay
When the songs of summer have passed
away"
Remington's "Dash For Tim
bern is the best work of that talent
ed artist, whose favorite subjects are
of frontier life. A distant stretch Of
timber is the goal to which a party
of scouts, attacked by Indians, are
madly rushing, firing az they go, as
the bullets of the savages fly faster
than their horses. A scout, wound
ed unto death, has fallen helpless
into the arms of 'comrade who is
trying to guide both horses to cover
A riderless horse tells the story of
one missing comrade left behind.
This picture is considered by many
the choice in the whole collection.
"The Manned Ones of Juneiges"
is a painful picture strikingly paint
ed-a historical subject full of in
terest. The twin sons of Clovis ii,
King of France, were detected
in a conspiracy to murder their
father, and by him were ordered to
be broken in arms and limbs, rem
dered helpless and tied in a boat
which a placed at the mercy of
the river Seine. The gorgeous can
opy, cushions and covering such as
betokened royal wealth are a cruel
mockery, while at their feet is a
miniature altar Or religious shrine up
on whose cupcla burns a lighted
candle half expired. Hunger, pain
and remorse have left their mark
upon their pallid faces. History
tells us they were afterwards rescued
by the pious monks of Juneiges and
in their convent lived out their re-
pentant lives.
brothers in Arms" an incident
OF the Franco Prussian war, is a paint
ing of two life sized figures which
stand out from the canvas with won-I
derful realism. A Zouave in his
brilliant uniform, but whose face
expresses a stolid determination to
hide his own sufferings, is carrying
in his arms a wounded comrade.
Helpless and apparently dying the
young soldier lies, one arm broken,
his head rudely bandaged, while his
heroic friend is trying to bear him
to a place of safety, at least, to die.
1.-The End of a Dream" has grown
to be regarded as one of the most
popular in the catalogue, appealing
it does to the tender sympathies
OF all. A young widow draped in
the deepest mourning robes, whose
sad face is lined with sorrows cares,
is leaning l~istlessly upon a rustic
bench in the dying sunsets tender
her little girl has forsaken her
play and broken toys and is prettling
artlessly, leaning on her mothers 1
knee. Never in real life could there j.,