The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-12-16
ONE ARTISTS RISE.
f TRTUMPH OYER OBSTACLES,
 HARDSHIPS
And DiscOuragement-PIctures at the
 Swedish-American Exhibit.

Swedish-American Exhibit.
 A small, timid swede. poorly but cleanly clad, with a large bundle un- der his arm, rang the front doOrbell of an Evanston mansion and inquired for Mr. Zorn. Andreas Zorn, Swedish artist of world wide renown, who was then visiting Chicago to paint the DOT trait of the Evanstonian whose guest he was, put in an immediate appear ance, and asked what was wanted.
 My name is Charles HalIberg," said the timid man, introducing himself. T followed the sea for many years. Just now I am janitor in an Austin bank, near Chicago. All my life I have had the ambition to paint the sea. What I know about painting I have learned by myself. I have had no instruc- tion, no direction whatsoever. I read in one of the papers that you were here, and since we are fellow-coun- trymen I thought I might ake he of my work.
 Zorn assented graciously. The jan- itor-artist removed the covering from his marines and awaited the criticism of the great man with an anxious, but still a confident heart. Zorn expressed his amazement that an untutored and untrained hand could do so well. The marines were crudely, roughly done, but strong, vigorous, and smacking of the sea. Every stroke of the brush evinced the painters love for the sea, and proved how he had striven to re- produce it's poetry and it's varying moods.
 The famous artist praised the sin cerity and strength of his poor and humble brothers work. pointing out a fault in the drawing here, a blunder in coloring there, an error in con- position at another place. Then the two men shook hands, and parted, oZrn going back to his portraits, Hall berg to his furnaces in the bank build ing at Austin, his blue eyes great with hope.
 Somehow the story of that visit leaked out and two curious artists started one night on search for the janitor whose marines had called for a the praises of ZoI'n. They found him in blue jeans and jumpers polishing the ornamental work of the bank vaults.
 Here was a picture in itself and a great one! Hanberg was doing the work he hated in order that he might snatch a few minutes leisure for the work he loved, divided by those bars he was polishing from the money that would give him the instruction he had coveted all, his life long. Hallberg, as he stood thus, not only made an im- presive picture, but he also preached silent sermon on money, it's use and abuse.
 A half-hour later the janitor and his two visitors walked over to the artists home. He took them upstairs to his improvised studio and modestly displayed for their admiration. his numerous studies of the sea-. They were such as Zorn had seen, crude but strong, limiting at the fuller pow CTS that would develop with proper tuition and the corrective touches of experience.
 All his work was done in the early hours of the morning, he said. He took his life as it was,- quite for granted, making no complaint against the hard fate, the long years of toil that had held him aloof from his art
 He had only one grievance-the dis astrous effect that the strong glare from the furances had on his eyesight
 The artists left, equally impressed by the man and his work. They busted themselves in HalIbrg's bhalf, in- structing him where he needed in struction, securing a hearing for him at the Art Institute, helping him practically in the sale of his pictures. Meanwhile without any neglect of his manual labor, he set to work with re- newed vim and zest. He learned to ap- ply his colors more deftly, to soften This skies, which at first had been harsh and cold and bring them into harmony with his waters. Likewise he corrected his drawing and diligently aplied himself to mastery of the difficult secrets of the horizon Gradually he acquired the knaek of handling his ships and giving them the proper place and value in his sea- scapes. I Hallbergs marines secured adnis- sion in each of the annual exhibits at art Institute Those who watched his work were astonished at the steady might have been expected, but in one long past middle age it, was far from