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was the last art talk OF the season,
the school closing before the list Of June
A COLLECTION Of paintings and
sketches by Miss Hattie +. Bur
dette and Miss Anna NJ. Sands Is now
on exhibition in the Shelby Clarke gal
lery on G street. Miss Burdette shows
th'rty-tWo works and Miss Sands
tWenty-eight. Collectively and indivdu-
ally. they make interesting display
Each is represented by figure paintings
and landscapes, and to these Miss Bur-
'!ette adds also some decorative designs,
Sands work is conservative and studied
and manifests. what IS more, tempera-
mental qualities. Miss Burdette's is
equally sensitive and individual. Her
portrait of Master Holland Wilmer is
chdrmnglv personal. well drawn. nicely
modelled Characteristic and slighter, but
scarcely less attractive. is her portrait
of Miss Nancy Lane. OF chief note. per-
maps. are her decorative studies-heads
and figures portrayed with special settings
or environment. These show imaginative
conception and extreme refinement in
rendering, and are colorful, engaging and
significant. Her little landscapes have
also q note of sympathetic sincerity. and
two. painted at Gloucester. have besides
breezy freshness and sparkle. Among
Miss Sands most successful works are
some garden pictures and two strong
studies of old men. The exhibition con-
tinues until the 18th of Max.
WILLIAM P SILVA has brought back
'" with him from his winter trip in
the south a large collection OF charming
sketches, a number of which he will I'M
doubtedIy later develop into larger pic
lures. Northern resorts have been much
exploited as summer sketching grounds.
but the south as winter field for artists
has been discovered Yet by compare
lively few. It seems. however, to yield eX
cellent material. Not one Of the fifteen
or more sketches Mr.. Silva made is lack
ing i'll pictorial motif. Mr.. Silva left Wash
ington the last of January and went TO
New Orleans, Fort Worth. Austin Mem
phiS and Chattanooga. and in each place
he found DaintahIe subjects. There were
many in the vicinity of New Orleans. He
has among his sketches delightful view
OF the harbOr on a gray. misty morning.
He has also numerous views along the
bayous, which he trayersed with d friend
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HOW MEXICO SEES THE GYPSY.
No Use for the "Wandering. Pilfer-
ing Race" Which Is Increasing.

From the Mexican Herald.
Gypsies in Mexico, wandering differing
Gypsies, look upon the hated "GorCios.
which IS the name they give to people not
of their own race. be they Icxicans.
Americans. Britishers. Germans. Span
iards or Russians. as their natural enc
mics and legitimate prey. Bands wander
about Mexico Just as in other parts ~
the world. Not long ago a band Of iiftg
or more Hungarian gJpsies appeared IN
Saltillo and terrorized many III tn" IN
hahitants by entering houses. demanding
money, food or clothing. The women
wore large earrings. and the appearance
OF the members OF both sexes clearly
married. them ont as pure IinGari or
RomS.
Gypsies in Mexico are on the ircrcase.
These strange people are found ia almost
every country. In England they go by
the name OF gyps'cs, In Spain, eitanos;
in France, Rohem!ans, or Egyptians IN
Germany. zigcuner: in Italy, zngar>.
They are met on the steppes of Siberia.
or the sands OF Morocco. II is supposed
that they are the descendants of 4 rohbcr
or pariah tribe expelled frcm Mutan in
India about tn time of the Mohammedan
inv aston of that country. that they wan
dered in Persia thence through ASIA
Minor, across the Bosphorus into rur-
key, and from there north. west and east
over the whole of Europe This is cart
ously confirmed by the fact that he
Romany or SNpsl language spok n ny
these people in western Europe contains
Persian, Greek. hungarian and German
words. The fouudati N Of thr komany
language Is SanSErit. the dead language
of India. Tie purest Romany l. sT'ok n
in Hungary. In most other countries
familiar expressions. such Rokra
Ronany?" do You speak RomanY?D or
'kosko divyuS'' good day. are under
stood. The word PAM water is the
same among the gNpsi the world over.
The word ROM, meaning husband -
supposed by the ;sNpsics TO have given
their racial appellation. Rom ~ EomanE
may have come from the name OF The
country Rounanid, where these people no
doubt tarried for some time after they
crossed into Europe. before they sailt"e
north, west and caSt.M that sountIs.
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THE BRAMBLE BUSH. BY Caroline
Fuller. author OF across the Cam
pus." etc. New York: y. Appleton

has insured his work remembrance. And
yet it should not be supposed that the
painting which has been loaned to the
National Gallery is without value or In
tereSt. Because il Is SO typical an cX-
ample of Vests painting, and SO charac-
teristic of its time, it is exceedingly i'm
portant and instructive. 1t is good to be
able TO accurately estimate his capacity
and also to observe how great a distance
his followers have travelled. Furthermore
benjamin West cxerted d potent influence
upon the younger American painters who
Went to London to study in the early
days OF the republic, and for this lie
should be houored. Without Il painting
by West an American national gallery
would he Of necessity incomplete.
THE art talk at the Corcoran school
Monday afternoon was given by f.
c. Messer. the principal, who took as his
subject Realism and 1dealisrn." De-
parting from his usual custom of In
formality. Mr.. Messer read his address
which he had carefully prepared and
written. Defining realism and idealisrn.
Mr.. Messer showed by example how they
literally overlap, many rea!ists being
idealists and all idealsm being founded
on fact. The Greeks. he said. were sup
posed TO be idealists, but they We're. in
tention of nature to create perfection. In
like manner, he insisted. realists often at
tanned the ideal. Millet was cited
something more than a realst '--t'orot
as something more than an ideallst the
one eXaggerating facts, the other his
visions. But in both instances he at
tributed the result not as much to delib-
crate intent as to individuaity-to va
rance of vision. Each viewed the world
from his own standpoint. That all art,
if it be worthy. must be built upon sin
certify and truth Mr.. Messcr made mani
fest demonstrating the difference be
tween the true idealism Of the Greeks
and the false dealism which seeks mere
iy fancied prettiness. After concluding
his short paper. Mr.. Mes,ser showed by
means of a relationships number %
reproductions of famous paintings. Illus
tratiug the points upon which lie had
touched, Among the paintings shown IL
this manner We're a peasant picture ty
Millet. d Landscape by Corot and one by
Richard Wilson, PAU Potter's Bull IN
the museum at The Hague; q lands.avc by
Yer Nicer at the RijkS Museum, AnIster-
dam: a figure painting by Sir Frederick
Leighton. and one by Rougucrcau. This
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tiffin we go to show ourselves where men
may see what hangs about my neck
While they ate the fltful rain OF the
tropics darkened all the place. filling the
air like a downpour Of black sand and
splashing white among the leaves. The
sun blazed again. as though switched
on all at once. And when David and the
sultan passed through the dessa gate to
climb in a broad footpath, they found
their mountain world refreshed and
frightened, steaming, yet cool and filled
with reviving odOrS.
Here" said Rama, as he stepped from
the shady tunnel Of the path out into
broad sunshine, here on this road every
only to wait
The highway curved downward before
them into noble prospect Rama chose
a green bank canopied with rattans and
cast himself down full length. David,
sitting alongside. laughed inwardiy at
their situation-they were to wait Git now
appeared till chance relieved them: to
wait under arms. like an absurd pair of
Robin Hoods or Qulxotes, defying all
travellers. David could perform his own
part with ease enough and content. for
1t was by this highway, he perceived. and
by no other, that Mary Arnot must pass
to the cinchona groves at Batu Blah. up
the mountain.
Meanwhile. he thought. the sultan's pub
lie offer Of his person would bring little
fore them, where the road flowed over
the brink, an immense green valley Of
palms spread into bright. clear distance
\ little river dashed through the bottom
of this valley, red as cocoa. foamng over
rocks and rapids. Like toy midgets made
from copper. squads of naked boys and
girls. tar off and far below. rnmped in the
torrent, swan and dove. or. In the wash
ing pools. fogged the bOulders with col
ored specks OF cloth. The afternoon was
like spring, fresh and warm: pleasant
haze everywhere leased the eye to linser
in space; and round the encircling vol
canoes-engraved to their peaks in fine
lines of tillage. or tossing and sweeping,
farther off, as sharp pillows of misty blue
nothing moved but cloud shadow trail
ing from slope to slope it's thunderous
indigo blot or boys kites darling and
tumbling like white pigeons. or daz-
cling ostrich plume of crater smoke, that
pulled up, stretched into a horizontal
wisp, grew cinder black along its lower
edge ard slowly dissolved. Nearer to
hand, the sides OF the valley climbed up
gradatim from the muddy river. terrace
or rice-field terrace, each turf-topped
cloison OF bank holding the blue sky and
cleaning clouds reflected. and spoutlng to
it's lower neighbor bright runne!. so that
d multitudinous tinkle OF water filled the
landscape increasingly
"Our man is not there grumbIed the
sultan, as from time to time footsteps
battered in the highway.
No one passed but hillmen on quiet err
rands Now and then a girl In pale
kabaia glided meekly up or down the
road, swaying like a flower on the stalk.
Men skirted in decent colors, halted,
crouched and. lowering their rabbit-ear
turbans. murmured. Peace be with YOU,
lords" All who passed carried some bur
den-the men shoulderei twin picul bas-
kets of sweet-scented green fodder grave
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CHAPTER XV.-Continued.

The unmoving landslide of the woods
fern. frond and orchid. gave back only
heat and silence. So. thought David, he
himself once shouted over against the
concealng trees, and got no answer.
Even the music was still. The Chinaman
gave a nervous cackle. not understand
ing this parade.
Hearers will come up for him. said
Rama. returning quietly and nodiing to-
ward tho sleeper III his bed of violets.
You. Bowman. will 90 down with me?
We have only begun
They scrambled down the path through
leaves and flowers. toward the dcssa, lis
tening warily for noises i'm tho bush.
None came. save whcn now and then a
bird darted off. with Il quick ilirt OF
sound from leaf and feather, like cards
shuffied in pack
As he slid open the rear gate OF the
village Rama paused and smiled. He
tapped the packet III its golden sling.
My courage" said he. will not be
wanting
Close-wrapped In silence again, he led
the way past Davd's hut, past the rice
crib round several turns and winnings III
green bamboo shade. Apart ana over
hung more deeply than the other houses
Struggled the sultans brown attap quar-
tiers, marked by no sign of royalty except
that guardsman, doing under the
hedge. spat his betel into little hand
Jar of gold, massive and beautifully
carVen.
The front room Of this kraton this
palace in disguise. was crowded, Malay
fashion. with various untidy heaps the
gilt umbrellas. a roll OF prayer rugs, pony
saddles. maiacca riding crops with jew
eled knobs-dropped here and there as II
a puppy had fetched them from outdoors
But the inner chamber, to which Rama
straightway brought his guest. proved
no less orderly than splendid cool, DARK
little retreat, hung in peaceful coiors. witt
gold ornaments gilnmering beside lux
urious divanS.
You are welcome here" said Rama
simply: and delaying for 10 more elabo
! rate courtesy, crossed TO the farther wall
on which bristted an arnory of brigh'
! l. risseS LII eNefA. nattcrn hun.
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little boys trotting behind. each with two
handfuls Of rice straw slung on stick.
to ape their elders. Sometimes farmer
tugged after him a sheep, a led pony be-
tween panniers, a black and balky Kid
fighting, with pointed hoofs, every inch OF
the road to slaughter.
Not our man." repeated the sultan,
watching each figure closely. Not our
man"
None Of these passers-by. indeed, gave
more than a deferential stare along witt,
greeting. To their eyes. plainly. Rama
was but a young Arab Tuan. resting
under the trees. who might have hung
round his neck an amulet against fever
and belly grief.
Don't you think" said David. modest
Iy, that we are wasting timer"
The phrase held no meaning for Ma
layan ears.
II have said IT," retorted Rama. his
sullen eyes fixed upon the road. Il show
myself to all men and wait
The afternoon wore by, to the tinkle or
water among terraces. The sunshine de-
serted the river, glowed In the topmost
bundles Of green palm, left them extinct.
and slanting higher over the valley. be
gan to climb the opposing hills. In the
road travellers Of a different sort went
past at intervals-some tired ploughman,
shouldering his frail, crooked plough and
leading his buffalo a clay-blue monster
tied through the nostrils with a yellow
withe; or. filing YEARLY up the slope. mus
cular matrons, their feet and hands mud
painted from the transplanring of young
paddy.
All these passed In review: evening
crept upward from the valley; and David
might hope that now the sultan had run
out the full tether of his patience
"Dateng That. Dateng That" crooned
voice nearby. ascending. 'lni maiem
Ini malem.'' The words rose gently and
musically like an invocation. Come
see. Come see! This evening"!
Over the brink of the highway climbed
three young men dressed as for holiday.
slim and supple, close interlocked IN
friendship. with arms twined about shout
ders. The youth in the middle could read,
for 1t was he who chanted slowly. while
his companions bent wondering eS es upon
a green-paper scroll which he bore and
studied.
"Datens That De Parts cnemato-
graph sang the youthful scholar. Cam
bar idup jang paiing besar, isng paling
baru di AHA Timur. Pake lampu cleo
trik,''
"But that cannot be- scoffed one of
his unlettered mates. Pictures that live!
No. no, l have seen the horse comedy
in a tent. with tigers, elephants and
painted men tumbling to brass music
And as for lamps. Aladdin could summon
djinns! That l know But pictures can
not live! This paper lies. for money.
The trio halted In the road to argue.
MAY l have q goitre but they do live"
bawled the reader at last. He shook the
green paper fiercely and plucked the loose
skin of his throat III observation. May
l have a goitre if this is not true. 1t is
not a lie, neither magic. They come and
His opponent caught sight of David and
the sultan watching them from under the
rattans.
The gentlemen. Leave it TO our lords
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y 4 NEWS AND NOTES OF ART AND ARTISTS y 4

sirous that it shall be the beginning OF
n new era In the artistic development of
the city-a radical departure from the
portrait effigy which has found lodg-
ment already in majority of the public
places and parks under the excuse OF me-
mortal. II is a pity that some such re-
form movement can not be started in
Washington What could be more appro-
pirate than the enplacement Of such an
Indian memorial here? 4 memorial not
only to the race but to the government
so long as u remnant of the race sur
wives.
*
NEWS is received from France that
George Senseney is TO conduct a
class in color etching al Moret-sur-Loing
near Fontainebleam this summer. This
class is purposed TO give instruction in
the different processes of etching, and is
especially for those who desire to print
their own plates either in monotnt or
color. Mr.. Senseney was at one time a
student at Corcoran School. and later
studied under Howard Helmick He has
made exceptional success OF color etching
and his prints are highly priced by coll
lectors. Quite a number are included in
the Library Of Congress collection.
THOM.AS r. MANLEY of New York
has just completed an extremely in
teresting mural decoration for Mr. and
Mrs. William T. Eno's drawing room. II
is a large classical landscape painted in
fiat tint on fine linen cloth, in such man
ner that 1t has somewhat the effect of a
tapestry. Ii is almost square and meas
ures probably five feet in width. To the
right and left are groups of trees, and
through the center opening a vista Of
river winding between hills is given. The
coloring * soft but rich. autumn tints
prevail, and these. mingled with the green
of the harder foliage. are brought into
pleasant contrast with the blue OF the
river and sky. This decoration was painted
as all should be, especially for the place
it occupies. and it is found 10 be in ex-
ceilent harmony with It's environment
Mr.. Manley has also recently painted
miniature Of Mrs. Emo which is notable
IL is Il fut-length portrait, and pictures
Mrs. Emo standing beside dial in
her garden. The colorinE is delicate. but
the modelling is sufficiently strong and
both in detail and effect il is pleasing In
painting his miniatures sir. Manley re-
tains the inherent quality of the ivory. in
accordance with the practice OF the great
miniature painters OF the past
LEILA MECHI.IN.
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~HE painting by benjamin. West
OF Christ Raising jalrus
Daughter which has been
generously loaned by T. Il.
Walker of Mime apolis to the
National Gallery of Art, was placed on
exhibition in the New Museum building
this week. II is an enormous canvas ana
was probably originally Intended as a
mural decoration. In fact. 1t IS SAID tila'
it was PAINTED for King George III, VINO
held West in high esteem, but, oeihs
incomplete at the time OF his death and
not found acceptable to his successor
was sold into private ownership Very
likely this is true, for it Is quite In lhe
styIe Of paintings West made for the
Kings Chapel.
1t is large size Illustration without
nobility of conception or emotion Inc
composition has dignity; the figures are
well placed and according 10 academic
principles well constructed, but they are
not vital. their cOuntenances are eS-
pressionless and their garments hang IN
graceless folds. The coloring is not I'M
pleasant, but neither is 1t engaging; the
reds are warm without being rich, the
shadows are dark and opaque. West did
many similar things, but he also dld
a few that We're better 1t should he
remembered that this painter reputation
far exceeded his accomplishment. Ben
jarnin West was almost entirely self
taught He was a Philadelphia Quaker,
and is said to have secured his first col
ors from the Indians. So far as his art
went. he built without tradition. In 1I0
he went to Rome and Il few years later
to England. where he was fortunate
enough to win the favor of the crown.
London was great place in that day,
Sir Joshua Reynolds, Gainsborougn,
Richard Wilson and Hogarth were all
living and painting there. And among
these men this young American took his
place with great comp!aisance.
He had a genial disposition and made
innumerable friends. AS one of his
biographers has said, from the painted
sayages OF the forest to the king on his
throne all delighted in being of use to
him, and he never failed to accept the
proffered help. never failed to utilize it to
the fullest extent. and never forgot TO be
grateful.
IT was Vests character and te1npera-
ment which gained him honors. and the
unique position which he held In Ameri-
can art and the history OF his time which
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Beyond the Law.
From Answers

from AnsWeTs.
When Farmer Fairw eight came to Lon.
don on flying visit he discovered many
things-that buses could go without
horses. that you could walk for a whole
hour without striking n field or an ac-
quaintance, and. finally, that YOU couldn't
hit a policeman simply because he COM
pels you to move out of other peoples
way.
As he was being taken 10 the station
he inquired what the policeman intended
doing with him.
You'll find out soon enough" said the
policeman grimly. Seven days, prob
ably
Seven days. Ali. that's where I have
ye old blliebottle." chuckled the farmer
triumphantly. producing the return half
of his ticket. I've got TO go back on
Monday,
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a bramble bush"-a classic adventure
which SERVES as pattern for this vivacious
tale. Set on a summer island. this BRAN
bic bush is group of writer's. painters.
sculptors and the like, bent to the noble
task OF scratching out not only one an
others eyes. but those also Of any luck
less outlander who may unguardedly
stray within the purlieus Of this thorny
that the pursuit of art. in any Of its
forms is a completely disillusioning proc
esS, this band, in the toss-and-catch
method of wordy intercourse. settles to
clattered around the village pump or
blocked up the busy aiSies of a city mar
ket. \ delightful trio. still happily IL
luSioned. makes a most pleasing contrast
to the general overknowingness OF the
BUSH. Two or three love episodes, de-
vcloped in the usual summer way. com
plete the Goose philosophy and prove the
sapiency of Wordsworthian view Under
the compulsion of this m!d-year fervor
these bristling people pair sweetly off,
Illusions. grow gentle. eat out o'hand -
in short. scratch their eyes back in
again. just like the wondrous wise man
of the story. If this sparkling romance
strikes a reader as being somewhat out
of drawing, it is more than like due not
to q lack Of constructive Skill on the au
thors part, but to the fact that in na-
ture one never meets so many smart
people tDuncnhH IN Il Single DuSn.
THE VALLEY OF REGRET. BY AIDE
laide Holt. New York: John Lane
Company.
Il Is pleasure to meet an author. who,
like this one, moves his story on and out
by logic and not by miracle In this
particular story Betty Feverelrs boy hus-
band Is sent to prison for crime. Before
this Betty had become gently disillusion-
cd-he was a weak boy, an incipient
drunkard by inheritance. While he was
serving a considerable term Betty in her
self-supportins activities met John Earle.
Neither said word to the other-but
that was the right pair. It must have
been temptation to the author to let
that boy languish away in solitude. That
would have been right for John and Bet
ty. and the general story reader would
have been delighted But lusty yours
men do not fade away in confinement, so,
hardening her heart. the author brought
him home. giving Betty a chance to do
q fine thing, and she did It. It seemed
a little unnecessary to send a good fellow