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art knowledge; museums were in their
infancy: art schools Were rare and poor
~ equipped, prejudices We're strong. He
describes his first untutored efforts as
marines with terribly pink skies. CHASTITY
blue water and chocolate -colored sands"
About 1878 he seems to have found him
self" and, giving up crude color and
minutiae in detail, began To paint broadly
and in rich harmonious tones. His pic
lures about this time began to find their
way into the exhibitions of the Pennsyl-
vania Academy and the Boston Art Club
an exhibition in Boston was wonder
fully successful. his pictures finding pur-
chasers as we'll as commentator. But
there was much hardship still to be faced
in the way of poverty and misunder-
standing. One immediate effect of the
constant poverty We are told was TO
compel the artist to paint pictures, TO
find subjects which would allure and then
TO paint them as well as he could This
became characteristic of his work and
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ever, are not Cooper. Harrison, Cameron,
Webster and Horribly, who might Well also
have been added But the list is, in any
event, longer than many would suppose.
THE Evans National Gallery coliec-
ton. lodged in our National Mu-
scum is the subject of an article by
Charles de Kay in the current number
of the International Studio. This collec-
ton Mr. de Kay signalizes as "Lndouot-
edly one of the most significant groups
of modern American painting. embodE :
ing an idea and principle of the highest
value to the nation ''They inaugurate
the spirit" he continues. that LOOKS
about to see what is being done here IN
America today, instead of ignoring what
is close at hand, and considering only
what is foreign and old. They raise the
question why do We spend iaVlShiy on
art made elsewhere or in the past, Wnen
such beautiful things are being faprlcateu
about US They are a standing reproach
for the neglect of native work. Some
day, let US hope, we may have nttins
gallery in which to display these WORKS.
KTANY will remember the Egyptian
lV1 water colors of a painter named
Pascal, who for a number of years MADE
his home in this city. Mr.. Pascal came TO
Washington to assist in the decoration vi
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in company with his hero and heroine He.
the hero, an Englishman of North Afri-
can upbringing possessed of tremendous
powers and possibilities in the hero bust
ness. She. an American beauty. whose
father is commercially engaged in plant
ing the gentle firearm in this benighted
back country. A pandora box of trouble.
this. Savage natives. fanatcal Moham-
medans, a ready -to-hand arsenal, con-
spiracies a-breeding every instant. muir
der by knife and native drug. bubonic
plague, fire. madness. and by way of es-
cape, a neat shooting of the falls by the
white mans boat, make sample only of
the tropical eXuberance of this amazing
tale. Good mechanics. howeyer-the story
structure, the workmanly handling of
stage properties-and an undeniable feel
ing for what the reader is willing TO ac-
cept as the atmosphere and dramatic
symbol of this human zone. give kind
of Anthony Hope charm to this oriental
adventure
MY DOG AND 1. By Gerald Sidney
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| to the village and the cold, clean air
| cleared his wits a little. He found Am
| brizette huddled over the fire in the best
| room at the Jura Arms, and. having be
| spoken supper and bed for himself, went
| on along the shore road to think things
out If he could.
Only half an hour before he had been
| congratulating himself on the fact that
| his troubles were nearing an end. And
now
Its been nothing but trouble ever
since I first saw the damned advertise
! ment." he remarked to himself, recalling
l step after painful step of the way he had
travelled to where he was.
A few months before he had seen and
answered an anxious advertisement in an
American paper for any surviving rela-
tive no matter how distant, Of the Jura
| family. he had invested all Of his scarce
| capital in a cattle run in Texas which
seemed to promise to pay quick profits
| And, in spite of all that the English law
yers who had replied to his letter could
say to tempt him, he had remained quite
| firm in his wise resolution to stay there
| and reap those profits before crossing
| the Atlantic in pursuit of his further for
tune: until a smart junior partner of
| theirs had paid him a flying visit at the
| ranch and proved to him how foolishly
| he was acting against his own interests.
| For 1T seemed. after due investigation
| and proof positive of his distant kinship
| with the family, that there could be only
one life between him and the title of
| Earl Of Jura, with all that pertained
| thereto-a life which even the very con-
| servative English court of chancery was
| by then disposed to presume extinct.
The astute young lawyer had told Car
| thew all the facts which his firm had
managed to ferret out concerning the late
| countess disappearance and death 1t
| seemed. humanity speaking. impossible
| that her child could have survived her.
| Justin Carthew had thought it all over
| and an accident had settled the question
| for him. His pony came down with him
| one day and he was badly trampled by
| the steers he had been heading. His doc
| tor sentenced him to six months rest
| out of the saddle. AS soon as he was
able to move he raised mortgage on the
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ranch and made for London mat ihor'-
gage was almost due by now, and his ex-
pected profit on the run had 1adeu INTO d
stiff loss during his absence
Messrs. Bolder & Bolder, the lawyers
aforesaid, had made it clear to him from
the first that while they had the utmost
faith in the outcome OF their exertions
on his behalf, they could not see their
way to place their services and special
knowledge at his disposal except on
SPOT ash basis: that, in short, he must
provide in advance the money to loot
their bill He had done so. and they, in
return, had not failed to implement an
their promises Even now he could not
feel that they had dealt unfairly by him.
And the balance of his bank account
had been eaten up by his expedition to
Africa in search of more authentic rec
ord Of the ex-dancer countess death and
as to the fate of her child. He had taken
that somewhat rash STEP too, of his own
free Will and for his own personal salts
faction. He was personally aware now
that both the countess and her daughter
were dead; but-he could bring forward
no proof at all Of that fact, and. as Bolder
& Bolder had politely pointed out to him,
his personal testimony alone was that or
an interested party and worthless to them
any one else.
He had suffered sorely, both body and
mind, since he and his party had been
betrayed into FL FariSh'S hands by an
Arab guide. And now
He was a pennileSS peer or the Onlteu
Kingdom, with every prospect OF being
unable to maintain those rights which
he knew were his, an impecunious citizen
of the United States, with foreclosure
threatening him there. The result OF all
his own efforts so far was failure.
And yet he felt that he ought to be
thankful that he had come through alive
"A living dog is better than dead lion.
he told himself and owe that girl
my life But for her I'd he He
shrugged his shoulders. 1t was not pleas
ant, there in the dark, to recall that hole
in the sand on the African coast which
he had only escaped by hairbreadth,
thanks to her.
II wouldn't be here at ALL he reflected.
And that fat lawyer of hers would see
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Carthew was staring at her as if he
We're altogether at his wits end. lie al
most doubted the evidence OF his own
ears Had he not known as matter OF
fact that Lady Josceline Justice was dead,
old Janet M'KissOck's spontaneous cham-
pionship of this pretender would almost
have convinced him to the contrary. He
could feel sure Of only one further fact
which was that Sallie herself mad been
tricked into her impostor' 8 part.
However, he had no time just then to
come to any further conclusion. He had
to decide at once what he should do to
safeguard her. and did SO, recalling only
the debt he owed her.
There has evidently been some mis-
take" said he. looking levelly into her
troubled eyes. 81 hope you won't hold
me to blame for that. And. believe me.
I'm very glad that you have come to
LoQuharfOt."
He could say no more than that at the
moment He bowed to her, and, turning
into the turret doorway. limped off down.
stairs. He wanted to be alone for little.
He wanted time to think. He felt abso-
lutely stunned.
Mrs. M'kissock, no less perturbed, her
cap all awry, followed him down the
winding stairway as far as the door OF
the rooms he had only occupied for day
or two.
I'm going to remove to the inn." he
said. in answer to her agitated excuses
and explanations. 1T will be better so
in the meantime Will you tell one OF
the men to take my baggage there for
me- please?''
He did not deem 1t advisable just then
to ask her any question or make any
comment at all. And within another min
ute or two he had passed out of the pos
tern, surrendering the Castle Of Loqu-
hariot for the time being, to one who
had no claim or title to it.
But. as he stopped beyond the draw
bridge to light the pipe he had mechan-
ically pulled out, he pursed up his lips
as though to whistle. And. "What proof
can produce! he exclaimed. moving on
teeth, his head bent, perplexed to the last
degree
The walk through the darkling woods
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a matter of fact that the real Lady Josce-
line Justice was dead.
Mr.. Jobling had also repeated that Mr..
Carthew was trespassing there. But at
that Sallie turned on her legal adviser In
generous Indignation, and he shrank into
the background again as she spoke.
If this is my property, as you say IL
is, she flashed. what right have you TO
tell any visitor that he is trespassing
here. And if Mr.. Carthew has been mis-
informed
He isn't a visitor. Sallie. He's the
man in possession at present. whispered
the smartlT dressed young-old man, who
had been studying Carthew with most
supercilious expression, land you'd better
leave Mr.. Jobling to deal with him. He
was obviously not at all pleased with her,
and his whisper was perfectly audible.
The girl had stopped to listen to him.
We're evidently the trespassers, then,
she finished. We have no business here
at all while he remains in possession
The other man of the party, white
haired old fellow in clerical garb and
wearing pair of smoked glasses, also
turned angrily toward her. But at that
moment Mrs. MkissOck came stumbling
forward between them. with little
broken cry, all her habitual self-restraint
vanished. her harsh features working,
very near tears; and, lifting a hand OF
the girls in both of her own to her lips,
fondled ii fOolishly. muttering disconnect-
ed phrases.
Il knew-I knew it from the first she
mumbled, land yeti did not dare be-
lieve my own eyes. But now-God bless
your bonny ladyship And God be thank
ed for that you have at last come back
to your own. Loquhariot has waited very
long for this late day, and
Say We now there's a man in posses
sion.' she spoke up, glancing defiance at
the individual in the norfolk suit, and
then. though with less of disfavor, at
Justin Carthew Say ye so?-and to me.
who have kept the keys of the empty
Castle of Loauhariot for her ladyshir
here, ever since the Red Earl her father
laid that trust on me from his death
bed,
You have been iil-informed. There Il
no man i'm possession here"
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which has certain unique attributes, as
Well as limitations.
Furthermore Mr. Homes has keen
sense of color and of the value Of COM
position, hence his works are colorful
and have pictorial quality. The majority.
it must be said. were painted in the
vicinity of his summer home. near Rock
vile, yet there is no Sameness in the
compositions or monotony in the groups.
AS no two days are alike. SO no two pic
lures of the outdoor world can be alike
if the painter has faithful vision.
In this collection are interpretations OF
f1owery meadows. country roads. hay
fields, bits of woodland. gently flowing
streams; not fragments Of nature, but
complete compositions, showing nature in
many varying moods. Sometimes the
color is very delicate and sometimes IT
is quite strong; the scheme. however, Is
always in key and the harmony unbro-
ken. To an extent there is reminiscent
note in Mr.. Holmes work OF the great
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was said to have shown in his work the
influence of Italian masters as well as 10
paint somewhat in the manner OF Boek-
lin the contemporary German, not one
example of whose work he had seen. Ill
health prevented finally his residing In
New England and for nine years he lived
in Rome, loyal to his own country. suffer-
ing as an exile and yet very cOntented in
spirit finding in 1T the beauty or Gail
fornia combined with what has been des-
ignated as the human DOVER. the
reminiscent note of man and civilization.
He was. it is said, a wonderfully rapid
workman, thinking out his pictures be-
fore he laid brush to canvas, and toll
Grating no nigglng. He was colorlst
above all things, but not merely this, FOR
he had d keen decorative sense and bold
vision. In the following words his CHAR
acter is strikingly delineated by one VINO
knew him long and intimately:
Entirely modest in matters of art, he
was also entirely immovable. 1t was not
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her fathers work and is now producing
water cOlors similar to his that they
might easily be mistaken for them. This
is not INIT 4tion for she has but three
examples ,f her fathers work in her
possession. but the naturalization of
shadowy memory of Egypt and Of paint
ings made by her father. together with
an inherited talent. Her compositions are
her own, her drawing is remarkable. be-
ing UNFRAMED. and the effects she Sc
cures are striking. Ii is odd coinci-
dence and also a demonstration of tai
ent very worthy of cultivation.
THE nexs lecture in the free course.
under .he auspices of the American
Federation of Arts, will be on ALBERT
Durer,' ana is to be given by Prof. L.
Lindsey Blayney of the Rice Institute of
Houston, Tex.
THE Pennsylvania Academy of the
Fine Arts opens its annual exhibition
today, i'm Philadelphia. In New York the
Architectural Leagues exhibition is in
progress in the Fine Arts Galleries. the
American Miniature Society's annual eX-
hibition is being held at Knoedler's. and
an exhibition of works by Carl Melchers
is to be seer, at the Montross galleries.
LEILA MECHLIN.
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C"Horatio Spuffkins" of Our
Dogs'). Illustrations by the author.
New York: Henry Holt & Co. Wash
ington: Brentanos.
One begins this book-whose hero is a
riotous, misunderstanding puppy - by
laughing uproariously about once min
ute. At half hundred pages or so he
still laughs. but neither. so freely nor SO
often. At the turn of Seventy-five mlrtn
contents itself with smile. and ten
pages later the smile caricatures itself
in grin. At hundred the grim opens
to a yawn. Eor. the remaining hundred
the reader is resting in his we'll earned
forty winks Two hundred pages of pure
puppydom. however adorable the puppy
may be land they do have prodiSious
powers of fascination)--two hundred pages
of any sheer nonsense open the oooi
squarely into boredom. One can imagine
these sketches as irresiStihly fresh ana
funny. however, sailing and peppe1ns
the real foodstuffs of periodical issues.
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ment. exactly fitted to the average read
er's first need of broad outline of any
subject. This particular study of the
writer's that have so far built up Ameri-
can literature is in part biographical. in
part critical. Perhaps the most outstand-
ing of these exceptional essays are those
on Poe and Whitman-debatable yet both,
and so contributing to their cOnsidera-
ton live quality that can hardly be
expected to exist in SO large a measure
where the debate is closed and the de-
cision rendered. Altogether it is an ad-
mirable survey of American writer's of
distinction. as well as fair posting OF
the best tradition of American literature.
THE DRAGOMAN: n Novel. BY George
X. Stiles. New York: Harper &
Bros.
To make an adventure with the danger
and mystery and novelty that heroic ad-
venture ought to possess. this author be-
takes himself to the upper Nile country
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But no ons can eat up packages OF cicai
condment
ANDREW THE GLAD. BY Maria
Thompson Daviess, author of MISS
Selma Lue." etc indianapolis
Bobbs- Merrill Company.
This story takes a good place among
the fresh and healthy sources of ones IN
nocent ana transient pleasures. "u
heroes ans heroines-two and t"o-eh-
, gage the reader with about all the iowa Ole
qualities that are set off for this class "i
beings Beautiful, healthy. witty ana
wise-all % them. These move i'm redo
lance of thu. south-the new south STEPPED
in the old, out of which a somewhat at
tenrate pIst peeps here and tnere How
ever when one is meeting such delghtful
and faScirpting people as he does mere
there is iso disposition to require amy
thing more than these give out of each
full and spontaneous moment
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i'm the Capitol. in the Library of Con-
gress and of the most important stat
uary round about the city. A general
survey of each of these features passes
into special descriptive settings and crit
zeal appropriations of untechnical phrase
and most readable manner. The book
is an opportunity, opening to those in
clned that way a few delightful weeks. or
months, or years-as the case may be
of clear and pointed revelation of the con-
siderable amount of genuine art that the
city offers TO the enjoyment and in
struction of the public.
GREAT AMERICAN WRITER'S. BY
w. +. Trent. professor of English lit
crature. Columbia University. and
John Erskine, associate professor OF
English. Columbia University. New
York: Henry Holt & Co.
Another Home University Library book
that in common with all of these, is Il
model of compact. well ordered informa-
ton of high authority and fresh state
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= NEWS AND NOTES OF ART AND ARTISTS. X

the Hall CO the Ancients, and remained
long after that work was done. He was
Frenchman, but spent some years IN ms
early manhood in Spain doing decorative
painting. tlsen for seven or more years he
dwelt among the Bedouins in Egypt, then
he came to America. Seven years ago ne
died, leaving a widow and six children.
the eldest z girl who has lately taken UP
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at the least, the most appropriate thing
for us to express.
That this fact is more realized than 1t
has been heretofore Mr.. Phillips finds a
propitious sign of our artistic awakening.
Among the great painters and etchers of
city pictures are named Monet, Meryon.
Whistler, Pennel1 Childe Hassam, Paul
Cornoyer and others, among whom. how
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wholly believable thing whose early ex.
qulsite beauty makes its awful de-
movement only more awful still.


THE ART TREASURES OF WASH
INGTON. BY Helen w. Henderson,
author of The Pennsylvania Acad-
envy of the Fine Arts" etc. Illus
trated. Boston: l.. c. Page & Co.
The chief obstacle to any pleasurable
or permanently useful consideration of
the art of Washington is it's almost hope
less admixture of the best with the less
than best, and even with the less than
good. Happily. Miss Henderson's ample
and discriminating study sets this barrier
aside, permitting one to gather up out of
the general confusion clean view of
the art treasures of Washington. Here
may be found resume of the best the
city affords in art that is open to the
public. An account is given of the COR
coran Gallery of Art. of the National
Gallery and Museum. of the works of art
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For a thing that springs mostly from
badly digestad misinformation, public SEN
timent is Amazingly often right.-Puck.
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cruel, AS USUAL.

Drug Clerk-Miss, 1 can't spend all
day hooking up telephone numbers for
you.
Miss-Mean thing! After me buyinS
stamps here just to be considered .
good customer.
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condment
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After a silent greeting to the women in
the house Libby passed into the dark
ened parlor. Tears courSed down her
cheeks as she stood and gazed at the white
face of Lucy Butterfeld. Presently she bent
over close to the dead woman and whispered:
Lucy, Vol can trust mel
Long after Libby had gone back to the
women tear sparlled like jewel on the
bosom of the woman in the casket.
where's the children" demanded Libby,
glancing around.
cole Mrs. Topham's got EN- answered
Mrs. Hale.
"She don't 'spect to keep 'em, does she?"
asked Libby In tone of CONSERVATION.
II low she does: Bessie, anyway, an
swered Mrs. Hale.
Separate them?' said Libby, a frightened
look coming into her face.
"Miss Taylor, her niece that was here last
winter, has come back to live with Mrs.
Topham," continued Mrs. Hale, wrapping
her black apron string about her index finger,
sand she said she'd be willin' to take Bessie,
that she made her think of piece of pink
and-white chany; but the baby'd be too
much trouble. They'd keep 'em both, though,
till Tabez could git someone TO take the
baby"
"Humph!" snorted Libby. "Did Jabez
agree to this
@Land, MOI He amt paid no attention to
the children sence Lucy died, replied Mrs.
Burns, signing.
Libby Graham, usually 50 retiring, boldly
marched out to where Jabez sat with his
head still buried in his hands, and touched
him on the shoulder. He looked up with a
scared, questioning face.
"My SOUL exclaimed Mrs. Hale, glancing
out of the window. what possesses Libby"
"I'll take the children, Jabez,' she said.
"Lucy wanted me to have EN- A strange
exhilaration swept over her. She did not
remember to have lied wilfully in all her life
before "I'll tell him the truth, maybe, some
day." she told her conscience.
Jabez, crushed and stunned, replied,
"Whatever Lucy wanted is enough fer me.
With frown on her face to hide the joy in
her soul, Libby came back to the bewildered
women and said, "I'm goin' to take them
children
"You!" they exclaimed, startled out of
their subdued quiet.
Il dunno as it's anything awful fer me to
hev' 'en, long as Lucy wanted me to.
Some wireless telegraph messages flashed
among the women; then Mrs. Hale said: