Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1910-08-21
Some Amusing Peculiarities of
 the Eccentric Artist.
BARRING OUT BILL BEARERS.
He Knew the Knock of Each Collector and the Amount It Represented. London Cahhies Had Good Reason to Fight Shy of the Erratic Genius.

like rap at the door. Whistler lis,ep.( attentively.
 "Psst!" said he. That's one ant ten"
 Within half an hour there was an other rap, not quite so loud.
 Two and six" said Whistler "Psstr'
 What on earth do you mean?" asked after a time.
 "One pound ten shillings: two pounds six shillings. Vulgar trades men with their bills, colonel. They want payment. Ah, well" he sighed with an exaggerated air of sadness and returned to his canvas.
 Then came another knock. most gentle, insinuating rap.
 Dear me" said Whistler, that must be all of twenty. Poor fellow, I really must do something for him. So sorry I'm not in."
 l could not take the situation so placidly ahd seized eagerly the first opportunity of financial aid that pre-. sented itself. A rich American, SO. journing in London, asked me what he could purchase and take back with him ill the way of art
 By all means get set of Whistler's etchings. Unquestionably be will make for you selection. I'll speak to him." l told him, and hurried back with the good news.
 Whistler was delighted, and for a day worked busily, overhauling aud splendid one and called for a sub- stantial payment. It was arranged that Whistler should meet the pur- chaser at a bank in Queen street the following morning and receive his check.
 ] Most men under the circumstances would have thought of little else, but by the next morning Whistler had wholly forgotten his engagement. He had begun new canvas, and was completely absorbed in it. For a while l eXpostulated in vain.
 Come, Whistler" 1 said finally, "you have been away from America so long that you don't appreciate the value of time to the traveller, particularly the American traveller. You must not keep che man waiting"
 .'Very well,' said he, laying down his brush, with sigh. Now we'll go.'
 "Why wei" 1 replied. "I don't want to go," I protested firmly. To tell the truth. l was looking forward with a great deal of comfort to morning all to myself.
 "Oh, but you must" he said calmly, bringing my coat and hat, and present. ly we stood in front of the house sig naling cab.
 One came up readily enough, but, after one scrutinizing look upon the cabby's part, drove swiftly by; an other went through the same strange proceedings. 1 looked questioninsly at Whistler-this odd circumstance had happened before we were together but Whistler was calmly signaling. At length a cabby took us in. Whistler always carried as walk ing stick long, slender wand, a sort of mahlstick, nearly three-quarters of his own height. We were no sooner seated than he began poking his stick at the horse. The animal reared, plunged wildly and started down the street at breakneck gallop, while the astonished cabby swore freely and tugged desperately at the reins. Whistler looked calmly ahead and kept poking.
 Butcher boys and grocer boys made wild leaps for safety; outraged cabbies whipped their horses out of the way just in time; burly drayraen bawled curses after us, and still we went merrily on. Little wonder, thought l, | in the midst of my amazement and resentment, that Whistler never gets l the same cab t Ve.
 Suddenly he hos-aa waving his cane and shouting w hoa!" He took the astonished c;!':ty severely to task for driving so fast upon the public high way and ord | him back to corner we had jus. lftssed. Here gitengrocers shop, with it's orderly and colorful array of fruits and vegetables. had caught Whistler's eye as we whirled by. He surveyed it critically now from two different po- sitions. the cabby merely obeying his orders, under the belief, I presume, that it was policy to humor lunatic.
 "Isn't 1t beautiful" exclaimed Whis- tier. He pointed his long cane at one corner. "I believe I'll have that crate of oranges moved over there-against that background of green. Yes, that's better" he added contentedly. 1 We drove cn to the bank. where we found the American pacing up and down in To pleasant frame of mind. but Whistler soon had him pacified, and we left him waving and smiling adieus at us.
 | The incident at the greengrocer's shop reads like an arrant affectation. It was not. however. Whistler. as usual. was merely most natural. The