The San Francisco call., 1896-05-31

right-minded millionaire of California, If
he be not lost to all sense of public duty.
Three rooms, with admirable lighting,
around central court, in which foun-
tain splashes, in which there are restful
chairs and divans, in which the sculptures
and miniatures are seen against q charm
ing background of cool green palms and
waving ferns. An upper gallery runs all
around the central court and here are the
smaller landscapes and figures in oil or
water color or pastel.
Commencing in the south room we are
carried to Windsor, 20 Norfolk, to Algiers
with bewildering rapidity. We see strange
females from old legends, emaciated an
gels, personages from Greek and Northern
myths, symbolic representations OF death
and time and judgment, modern ladies in
or out of modern clothes, and painted gen.
tlemen in or out of robes of Office. We
have sunset evenings and moonlit even
ings and mild nights and summer even
ings and showery evenings, davs IN mild
and wild weather, but in all this choice
and various collection there are but few
pictures worthy of their carefully selected
titles.
Graham Robertson, whose claims upon
fame have been hitherto largely repre-
sented by a portrait of himself, painted
last year by John Sargent, has bloomed
out from a pictnre-lover to a picture
painter. He is young, he is rich, he has
beautiful studio-built from his own de-
signs, looking out upon Holland Park.
His pictures, in spite of all this against
him, are very promising. He has taken
Burne Jones and Dicksee as his tutelary
saints-only he has departed from the
ascetic grace of the former and has en-
dowed his Queen of Samothrace with an
ample charm.
am the Queen OF Samothrace,
God making roses made my face.
And it is a goodly face to look upon,
sufficiently well drawn and very well
colored, with that clear and unshadowed
fat modelling so much affected by modern
men.
! A very poetic canvas is that called ''The
Page" by Mrs. Marianne Stokes. It is an
! illustration of Heines most touching little
song:
! Es war Elm alter KONG,
Sen Herr war schwer,
Sein Haupt war grau;
Der arme, alte Konig,
Der nahm eine iunge Frau.
The poor little Queen, moving dreamily
through charmingly suggested landscape,
is slim figure with face modelled as the
early Florentine painters loved to do. She
has little thin white cap drawn over her
fine hair that has faint CLINT of gold, and
her long, green robe seems all too heavy
for such slender creature. The page
holds the gold-embroidered silken trai1,
with his young. delicate face uplifted un-
der cloud of blond hair, yearning toward
the pale Queen. Mrs. Stokes has made
effective use of actual gold and silver in
the decorations of the dress. The fig
ure of the page is little overbalaaced by
his great sleeves, on which the mixture OF
paint and silver gives an actual feeling OF
J a rich silver-threaded material.
Mrs. II. NJ. Stanley Dorothy Tennant)
! has two pictures not remarkable in any
way.
"His First Offense" is a rather we'll
drawn figure of boy. in which the
face and ragged clothes are all done with
rather too much of pathetic appeal; the
other canvas is a nude, conspicuous only
by the name of Stanley.
a really beautiful portrait is that OF Lady