The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1900-03-18

and shovel. used in her gardenin The
man at the left is Geethy himself as he
lookd when not engaged in composing
poems | couldn't say whether he married
/ his lady love OF not.
This" she went on. ''is Joseph Jeffer-
son, an actor. He is here seen in one of
his characters. that of Rip Van Wrinkle,
which he sometimes plays. To see him
here in this scene from the first act of
the play you would think he was a young
man: but l suppose he must be as much
as fifty years old in real life. 1t seems
disadvantage. the picture not shown him
as he reely is. But at the same time IL
shows him Just as you would see him on
the stage now.
This next is a representation Of the
Cistern Madonna. though why it is called
that l couldn't tell you. Below, the two
cherubs is, l suppose, different views of
the crild. Around is grouped saints and
martyrs, and the whole makes very pref
ty appearance, framed.
This here is not one Of the famous
AmaZOns which we have all heard 50 much
about. but quito different person. This
here is Brunhilda on her milk white horse
She is supposed to lie riding the air to
escape from an angry father. or mother, l
couldn't tell you which. But whoever it
was set fire to all her things and turned
her out doors for befriending 4 strange
woman who proved TO be a very unpleasant
person. | believe"
The mistress OF the house had forgotten
what an unwilling hostess she had bsen.
Go on" she said in an uncertain voice.
as the woman in the veil paused Cor
breath rl
This Is Dante. called the poet of hell,
she took up the story. Though I'm sure
can't tell you just why he was called the
poet of he'll. He's got on wreath of
leaves, which it was customary to wear in
those lines He wrote a comedy Of some
kind, though I must say that he looks as
though he had never known glad lay ia
his life.
side of him is another poet Milton,
who was blild. He is listening to his own
works read aloud by his daughters. He is
also the author of The Lost Paradise
maybe you see that when it was played
here last winter? did enjoy the play so
much that | said to myself that the book
was worth the money just TO have that
mans picture.
Next is tie mother Of the Gracchi.
This poor lady lost all her money and all
her relatives, but two sons, and she called
them her Jewels, meaning, | presume. that
back all her property for her. / do hope
they did. for if there's anything that dis
gusts me with bringiu' up children it's to
have them turn on you and not pay you
back in kind. There's my brothers boy.
Zeb-this, did you say? oh, this is Bee
thOyen, making up his Moonlight Sonnet.
He sat down to play for a blind girl one
night. and that piece come into his head.
and he played it without writln' down
note Of it. setting in the dark, he was
Havin' his hair cOmbed down and tied with
a ribbon makes him look some like George
Washington. don't it? Strange how these
musicians can look like politicians and
Presidents when most of EN- don't know
a blessed thing but their music.
Here's the Mona Lisa, an you're sup
posed to guess what she's smilin' at thus
gettin' a sort OF conundrum with the rest.
though for my part it seems simple enough
TO me. I always smile that way when I'm
hayin my picture taken. out Of pure ner
yousness, and it don't mean anything.
presume that's the way with her.
And next is the Victory with no arms
and no head nothin' but wings. They're
good strong wings, but for my part
shouldn't call it much Of a victory if I'd
had my head took off,
And here's Mercury. or Hermes, some
calls him, an 1 don't know as it makes
any difference which. This is a statue,
too. besides bein' a picture as you see it
here. l see il once, and / declare it
tried me to death just seem it balance
on one toe that way. That's why / prefer
the picture myself because he seems to
lay iiatter.
This Oh, this is called Hosea. but
why he covered his face up when he was
settin' for his picture | cant imagine. He
might as well have had the back OF his
head took and done with it.
Now this last one here is the Death
of Haydn, or Haydn Composin' the Crea-
ton You see him seated on the deck
of a steamer. Around him is gathered his
sorrowin' relatives aud friends. Overhead |
the storm is ragin' but Haydn amt |
frightened like his relatives. Calm and |
quiet, Haydn sits up and compOses his |
Creation; I'm sure | cant tell you the |
creation of what but it's very well known. |
Beautiful sight amt it,"
Beautiful" said the mistress of the |
house
And now" said the woman with the |
veil. you're g0in' to let me put your |
name down. amt you? Here's 4 complete |
description OF every picture. much fuller |
than have given it to you. You wouldn't |
care for the description? Well some |
only does care for the pictures"
She was let out the hall door presently. |
and arguing, and somewhere in
town the woman with the little tight veil
and the overshoes is telling it all to some
body else