The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1908-06-04
A SEA PICTURE CRITIC
He Knew All About Ships and the
Wild Ocean.
ART COMMENTS OF A SAILOR
The death OF Nelson" Reminded Him
o. How 'Arknsss Come on the Main
Ysrd--The Blood Red Sky Without a
Cloud That Forstells a Stsrm.


o. How 'Arknsss Come on the Main
Ysrd-The Blood Red Sky Without
Cloud That Forstells Stsrm
Crude perhaps and curious. the out
tome OF life apart, saiornen have
ret an appreciation Of the arts. writes
David w, bone in the MauchesteI
Guardian.
Once IN the Walter gallery | was
looking at "The Death OF Nelson
There was man with the look 81 a
seaman standing near lie had slight
smell 81 drink aud was chewing tobac
co, lie. too was Interested In the pie
ture. and. recognizing me as seaman.
Ike be sald something. and we got to
talking about Nelson aud his times,
about Ships and pictures. "B'gad,
mate. them fellers" fthe painters be
nleapu "knowed what they was
a.dnln' Look at that ere glm" dan
term, Looks as It's trinmin' was for
4 wen they brought Ia admiral
down An them eyes" point
Ing 70 a wounded seaman IN the near
foreground. "thems tn eyes o poor
Arkness wot come of til main yard
las voyage an' struck tn Gfe reil full
orr
He told me OF the acciden.. how II
happened. and by bis eyes and rude,
simple speech saw II all. As plain be-
r4.r-. 49,. nr Aha gf,,,rg, ~ tba SfrfaIyau
seaman ! saw 'Arkness come or the
main yard. clutching wildly at the
sheets and lifts MS he fell heard him
strike the rail with sckenlng thud
and lie stretched saw the running
figures on the deck, and =" Q never
larsted tn nigh We buried i'm ont
there. Taltal 4 :" said my speaker
Involuntarily twisting a shoulder to an
imaginary southwest.
There was sea picture, a ship com
Ing up to the Isle of Wight-clean
eurying sails. good sense Of move
ment and a Gne, breezy atmosphere,
"Iest wot It IS" said my friend,
'omeward bound Let Ter 60. boys!
burst Of enthusiasm that made some
visitor glance around, alarmed. come
ward bound II Isl" There were other
Gne pictures. but we did not feel that
we had right TO do more than look at
them and admire With sea pictures II
was different They were our world.
and who had the right TO crlticise the
way a sea was moving off the sky II
We had not? Too often had we watch
ed, anxious eyed. for break In the
clouds not to know the way of wind
on the water the scud of a cloud
breaking free IN q welcome shift Well
we knew Tie ,cuYe Of Il standing sail
and the relation Il bore TO the sense Of
For a city of the sea Liverpool has
no great representation Of her fore
most Industry on her chamber walls
Sea pictures have apparently no at
traction for her chiefest citizens. There
was little call for sea critics down
stairs, so we went TO an exhibition OF
modern art in the upper galleries.
Here we found ourselves properly con
fronted Setting Sail After Blow IT
was. a large canvas a ship pitching
heavily In the swell OF recent gale
and the crew putting the canvas on
her It held a great message for my
mate (black smoke and an ever throb-
blng screw had not yet dulled his sea
fancy He was highly pleased. "Them
seas wot We gets Off tn Platter He
wanted TO show some word Of cheer, 10
swing his right hand TO the left sboul
Ter In seamanlike admiration, but the
cold gray eye Of tall hated official
was upon us-"Ifuh sailors"-and
there was a group Of young ladies
hear by worshiping at the shrine Of a
purchase, SO be contented
himself by nudging me furiously
That's wot calls picture" he said
A sunset over water claimed our at
ention A blood red sky with no
clouds, only slight density near the
horizon said 1t was remarkable.
perhaps unreal That's where We
lint In It, mister! Look a. here II
'e wos t. take all tn eolors IN tn lock-
II SOS We 'ad lots o. red an yeller In,
red find sky { match It. Amt We
lever card o what them dagos calls
Hood O. Chris them dagos wot loads
re balest In TIL Platter | had not
Ieard "Well, it's a sky Ike that, an
[ comes afore one OF them pamperos.'
'Min ! wos lynn In Monte Vldeo
meet an we 'ad sky all blood red
n never a cloud, an tn fshin' boats
gos all comm in; not rowin shlpshape,
anne s me an you I'D do; them
hoyin' tn oars Is II they wos pushin'
barrer" He spat into dark corner
nd said something more about dagos,
ben continued: Mex day we 'ad
ale. 'owlln', II was. an her driyin'
nto II same IS we wos of tn Horn.
h. big German bnfk drly' down on
i an took III fore i0'gai'n'mast out o
n an III boom au' started all tn
.adgeir Two ships wos drly' ashore.
n that's w0t comes out hem skies
vot they calls III blood o Chris"
II was an lmpressionlst picture ,I8t
nnoyed my mate-an impression OF
Gene 10 dock with masts and tunnels
nd hulis oil mixed ~ fhe coloring
fas good. but the sbros might have
nen ninrpns ~ egI Boxes or any
me Az hrsf ne We. perpiexed, then
Biu-.d. then lndnaat. "0b, ---" he
aid whats this Ships b'gad, or
IN Dufchmanl" Ne burst into it
I rude laughter ''shlps Il Is. mister.
a. look AZ them tawps1 yards Ships
q tawps1 yards below the main, an
hangnau's glbbei fr- III nizzen gan.
benz fellers e got Some cheek, mate.
hats wo; 1 calls ''~-cheek~t be
aintin' things IKE that Oily ssilorl
COX At them