Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1894-03-29


artist life.
"Here is a herd of CATTLE" continued
the artist gluwngly, running over the
outline sketches he had made, "from
tho great steppes of Bessarabla, with
their tawny, tasselled keepers piking
them on TO the German ans Austrian
abattoifs. These are ryrolean carvers,
from the forests Of the Bavariap frontier,
with their curious wooden wares aud
outlandish music, on their way to re-
hottest Russian towns, They will re-
turn With the pelts of tho winters tax
ing among the Lapps and Firms, These
great carts With their sleek oxen and
their musical bells, are carrying their
rash covered butts, filled with the amber
Fokay of Hungary, to the cellars of the
Car, 1t Is the journey Of their lives to
the proud cartmen trailing beside their
precious freight; for if the vintage be
good, each OK will return beribboned,
and each man will bring with him
enough roubles, in gifts, TO make him
free Of caro- his whole life long.
This lonely, leading, dolorous cross,
with the PROSTATE peasants crawling to
its lip-smeared sides, has all the power
full sug gestiveness of Millet's "Angelus.'
This almost vine-hidden shrine, with
the white Virgin blessing all who come,
and the Tapt devotees beneath with the
ragged and wind-whipped beggars en-
circling them like yultures, is veritable
apotheosis of the wretched Bedouism
ever lowering in all its fierce and hateful
forms beside religions hottest and ten
derest retreats.
Let me see," Herr Paulus continued
radiantly, Il will cali this one AN Arva
Vigil :" The sketch was of group of
weary Hebrew peddlars sleeping at the
roadside upon their packs, with all their
mouths grotesquely open, with limbs
rigid and with hands tightly clutching
the various portions of their clothing,
white as with frost rime from the high
way dust, where their money was hid
den; while one OF their number, with
bowed head but alert eyes aud endless
rubbing of palms, trod softly back and
forth before them, in tireless guard.
Here are the Galician circles traders,
too; rough and sturdy lot, at rest for
their midday meal; their huge horses
munching their fodder slGepily; the men
consuming great flagons of schnapps,
kettles Of barsz soup and immense piles
Of gorken (plckled cucumbers), or
quarreiling at dice and cards. All, that
is u dainty bit of genre, too. We never
see these jolly carriers in the towns.
What dare.deviltry turks in the iaunty
set of their caps, their red and breezy
shirts, their sashes gay, every one con-
ceallng asharp and handy knife. Their
very horses seem to have gained the
| wisdom of the road.
"Anl these Tzgane, here by the road
side stream. Why, one at last gets the
secret of their wondrous power through
their instruments over the hearts of
men. The water comes down beside
them from the rocks unanimously. The
| willows behind them sough and sob
plaIntiyely in the breeze. The wind
means through the fir-trees above. The
birds have even come about them to
teach them notes and trills they have
forgotten, or have never learned. See
The leader is bending his head down,
down upon his violin until he seems to
root it in his very heart. The whole
band is here, at rest in its wanderings,
thus gaining wondrous secrets to give to
wondering men.
"Herr Paulus, the artist, must needs
disappear from Chemnitz to discover
alongside the great Cracow highway
how the gypsy musicians, knowing no
note of written music, steal their art
from the everlasting nature book, to
craze or hush the music.adorIng soul of
Hungary f5
"Saddest of all, this cayalcade
Austra's soldiery supplementing Rus
sia's shame and beating before them
like painting sheep the exiled Russian
Jewsl | will call this painting, The
Triumph OF the Gross, and, though my.
self Christian, at my second death |
will gain immortality in Christian hate
This one"
But here Herr Paulus was interrupted
by the trundling OF cart, whose driver,
scarcely youth and hardly yet u man,
sang merrily along his pleasant southern
way.
The artist saluted him and he stopped
Something in his kindly face won Herr
Paulus TO him at once, and il was soon
arranged that they should ride to Arva
Varallya, the carter's destination, to-
gether. Herr Paulus was about tc
spring into the cart, when Jura, the
drlver, warnlngly motioned him to take
the seat beside him. When he had done
this, by way of explanation Jura gently
raised the cover from the packages
within his cart. Herr Paulus saw lyint
there among the rags and straw
Hebrew woman. with face of ghastl,
whiteness, and clutching in her arms
skinny, half-starved child.
"Hold itl-so; just a moment" sale
Herr Paulus excitedly.
Jura did as hidden, looking on won
deringly as the artist leaped from hi
| ptg oil he ~
sketched the miserable wretches in thu
cart, with Jura holding back the canva
cloth and leaning kindly over his exil
passengers.
} "They fell beside the way, beyond
Jablonka," urged Jura apologetically
~ will help them along to Arva." This
while Herr Paulus was sumbling in hi
portfolio for the sketch he had made o
the cavalcade.
"Did they belong with these?" asket
the artist showing the sketch to Jura.
Eyes" said Jura with greater wonde
/, than before.
: "TheuI will help them further. Ar
: you a Christian, Jura?"
II fear poor one, sir. That is why
, left the mountains. They are very bite
, there against the Jews. We-Terese ant
7 myself-had much sorrow when young
Our brothers, sisters and parents al
| died. II made us, we'll, different, sir
from the rest. We could not sec thes
3 horrible things, and love them, as the
} do. We saved the lives of one or two o
/ those that were driven down the Cracoy
| road, aud it made us trouble. sold m,
g portion of our herd to Dmytro-he's on
head, strand left my people for tn
7 cart. I'm happier, sir, now," with ges