The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-10-02
A VISIT

To the Studio at Short Beach, Conn.
 A trip abroad with seeing eyes af- | lords great pleasure. A visit to the 1 continent with artists brush in hand | means not only pleasure to ones selt' but also to one's friends. as is the case | oe Miss N. Annie Bostwick,. whose re- i, cent year in Europe enabled her to i bring home a delightful portfolio, with | the contents of which she has been en- | tertaining friends for the past two 1 weeks, before turning her attention to class work which begins early in October at her studio and under her | personal supervision. With oils or water cOlors she seems | equally fortunate. The sketches on | shipboard were mostly in the latter | medium, giving us interesting views of | Gibraltar and Algiers, her entire trip | happily illustrated by the sketches made at her various stopping places. At Capri she made a lengthy stay, 1 and we have from there the rocks, and waters rushing at their feet, in storm or calm, by sunlight and dusk. At Florence river and bridge and street and square," at Venice, the canals and palaces; at Milan, the cathedral, with two interior views of the nave and e window glowing like gem, these iii Gil; Naples and Amalf, ah A naIti: Sweet is the memory to me 1 Of land beyond the sea, | Where the waves and mountains meet, 1 Where amid her mulberry trees Sits Amalfii in the heat, | Bathing ever her white feet | T1 4ha -Yry R,y11na SanS
 What memories crowd upon cne of two rare lives that. spent d little pnr- ton there to embalm the hilltop town with the same glory as lies un Causa Guidi and was auenchel at last in Venice. The blue at Lucarne fdscinates us; the Arno, bridge-spanned; Vesu- vius, sun-gilded or cloud-hidden, all are displayed for us and dilated upon by the gracious woman who transferred their beauty to her canvas and spreads them out now for our delight. Water and sky, and all the quaint fancies of foreign towns have place in the panorama she unrolls before us; fish ing boats with brilliant sails, fisherman studies, wharfs, where huddled ships send forest of masts skyward, quiet lakes and white crested waves tossing like plumes upon gray rocks, and over all the soft intense blue of the Italian heavens.
 The rose garden at Florence was one of her larger canvases, special study made of the flower alone, strewn in a bewildering flow of scarlet, white and pale yellow, all of these attest the yer | satillty of the artist. At Florence the 1 vine-decked arbor of the Calechini res taurant draws many followers, for here DBrowning and Ruskin came to eat their simple noon repast, and fills their souls with the ravishment of sea and sky.
 But all the wonderful old world beauty cast no shadow upon the beau ties of our Connecticut shores. Short Beach in winter and summer, with au- tumn tints or July sunshine spread out its attractions under her skillful brush, and gave us pleasure for our gazing. Not the least of the afternoon at- fractions is the memory we took away of gracious figure and womanly voice that at the close of the exhibition lec- ture gave us Longfellow's exquisite word painting of Amalf:
 Iris a stairway, not a street,
 That ascends the deep ravine, Where the torrent leaps between
 Rocky walls that almost meet. Polling up from stair to stair
 Peasant girls their burdens bear;
 Sunburnt daughters of the soil
 Stately figures tall and straight l What memorable fate
 Dooms them to this life of toil?"
 And further
 ''On his terrace high in air.
 Nothing does the good monk care
 For such worldly themes as these.
 From the garden just below
 Little puffs ofjperfume blow,
 And a sound is in his ears
 Of the murrnur of the bees
 In the shining chestnut trees;
 Nothing else he needs or hears.
 All the landscape seems to swoon
 Tn the happy afternoon;
 Slowly OCT his senses creep
 The encroaching waves of sleep,
 And he sinks as sank the town,
 JJnresisting, fathoms down,
 Into caverns cool and deep!'
 To add to the worlds happinss is to do well; to add to the worlds store of beauty is to be a blessing.
 KEITH ST, JOHN,