Smyrna times., 1894-01-10

| SAVO' PSOO anu SOOO DanK notes, apparent
ly fresh from the United States treasury.
are escaping by hundreds. The bills in
some of the barrels are weighted down
with heaping shOvelfuls of gold coin Of
the larger denominations. These seem
to glitter in the light. and SO do the dia-
monds and turquoises which have fallen
from the kegs and lie sparkling beside
them on the floor. With them are large
bank note sandwiches done up in paper
wrappers, over the edges of which crisp
hew edges Of the bills curl temptingly.
10 the left of this painting hangs an
Dther of about the same size, which. as
it not only tells a story of its own. but is
the key to the life, struggles and aims of
the man who produced it, is the most i'm
portant and interesting in the place. The
spectator appears to be standing inside
the railing of q bank or large mercantile
counting house. Before him is the tell
er's or boOkkeeper's desk, upon which.
cleverly foreshortened and painted, lies a
ledger, tho ruling and writing on the
pages of which are well simulated To
the left Of the book is a bottle of ink
from which pen protrudes. Under the
desk lies an overturned stool, The cash
drawer, with its brazep handles, is open.
and a desperate looking man, with un-
kempt, tawny brown hair and long
beard, squints along the glistening barrel
of a loaded seven shooter on the other
side of the grating around the desk
while an aged creme in red cloak stands
beside him, and with her skinny arm
thrust through the open window in the
grating transfers, with a greedy and tri-
umphant leer, bulky packages Of realis-
tic bank notes from the drawer to a fold
of her skirt,
Stand in what part of the room Won
will, you are compelled to gaze down
the barrel of the revolver, which covers
the spectator at all points, and to shud-
der at the hungry leer of the woman.
which, strange to say, is Enthusiastically
seen to linger upon her careworn face.
although her eyes, those windows of the
soul, are hidden by her blood red cloak
The woman is the artists ex-washer-
woman, now gathered to her fathers.
Her desperate looking accomplice with
the pistol is the artist himself. and the
entire picture is the key to the aspira-
tions, disappointments, joys and sorrows
OF Victor Dubreuil, ex-financier. soldier
journalist, organizer, porter and stable
man, and at present artist, author and
socialist agitator.
This will be better understood when it
is explained that the title of the picture
is "a Prediction For 1900; or, a Warming
to Capitalists"
u am vat you peeps call vairsateel,n
said the artist. II paint re steel life. ze
genre, re landscape, re portrait-anv-
zing vatevare. gone to Amerioue. I
have no monnaie. l go to Theophile
Keeck, re bankaire on Clinton place.
! work zere as stapleboy dwondy-two
npurs day for four mons. / get dwelf
dollalre mons. By my economic l safe
forty-five dollaire. Zen say: 'Dubreuil
you owe monnaie. You must pay heem'
You cannot get reech as a staplebov.
Vat, zen, will you doY l salt, L Will ne
COON one arteest.' So do So"
Besides being an artist, NJ. Dubreuil
has been a soldier, serving with the
French army in Mexico, He was clerk
In banking house and then went into
the business on his own account He
became interested in the formation of a
company which should do for France
and Africa what the East India companv
did for England and India, with the diff
ference that through Dubreuil's company
the worldpgman, not the capitalist, was
To reap the reward. To further this
scheme, he became newspaper man.
and for six months published La Polit-
ique dActiOn. Judging by his own state
ments, this journal was so searchinglv
and caustically truthful as to aronse
first the ire and then the fear of capital-
lists, who, according to his story, ruined
him.
During his good fortune and his bad
there has been one occupation that has
always engrossed this soldier-banJzer-
socialist-artist 1t has been the study of
with the intention of explain
ing him to his fellow countrymen and
the world.
In the quiet retirement Of his studio.
on West Forty-fOurth street, the self |
taught artist tolls day and night to fin |
lsh the annotatiOns on Rabelais' works
which are nearly done, and at which he
has been laboring for 19 long years.
These, he declares, will open wide the
eyes of the entire world, and with in |
ventions at which he has been toilinp
Will bring him in by next year sufficient |
means to return to France, liquidate his
centime for centime. crush |
his enemies and reorganize his African /
Development company Dubreuil be-
leVes that Rabelais has foretold for all
lime the outcome of the capital and Ia
Dor situation, and that it is only neces.
sary to make the laboring classes read
the great satirist through his spectacles
N order to start them on the right track
toward working out their temporal sal
7ation.
Besides the Rabelais commentary and
The inventions, which include a new mo-
ior for vessels, suggested by the recoil of
and a patent suspender, which
le is arranging to sell to the American
government, the artist is painting an al.
egorical conceit which he calls the
.Apotheosis of Liberty. New York
Cor. st. Louis Post-Dispatch.
ReslgniRg From the militia,
There are ways Of getting out of the
national guard before ones time is up.
md 1t is not always necessary to acquire
chronic illness or remove from the state
II become a convict to find those ways.
4 young man who recently Joined the
suard applied for dismissal at the end of
us sixth week of service. He did not
ave his reasons, but the officers learned
hat he wanted to get out because his
lest girl had told him that uniform was
lot becoming to him. He was dropped
rom the rolls with dizzying suddenness.
New York Sun.