Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1919-10-23

Orchard Grapes and Apples" b. /. d.
MUSK melon, Concord, Delaware
and Rebecka, grapes and Cloth-of-G Gold
Apple" M. T. D. 1882.
Flower Scroll" fwith hollyhock,
lichens and canterbury bell), M. T. D.
wild Kalydon and other Grapes
B. l. D. 1888.
The genesis Of the artist is as the
| rainbow, the aurora or the riddle OF
the sphinx. the glory or a rose, sun
rise or a moonrise--a wonder not
wholly understood. "Stiu we like to
be told and to tell, to play at knowing
or learning"
| Isaac Dorward, born by the sea,
| (that claimed his father while the boy
was a babe) herd-boy on Scottish
moors, apprenticed to shoemaker
quickly followed the call and the beck
on and the urge Of beauty as reached
by the pencil the pastel and the
brush, And his mantel fell later in
varying measure and diverse express
sion and fulfillment ON sons and a
daughter.
The story OF the artist son, C. P.
Dorward. who painted and designed
the madonnas, is freighted with sad
ness. On the morning of the 18th OF
November, 1875, while digging with
a spade in young orchard he had
planted on wild land, he found a
root Of the "water hemlock." This
herb Is so poisonous that it is said If
a muskrat in digging his hole but
touches the root with his teeth it will
produce deadly effects. The young
man took the root into the house
washed and cooked and ate q portion
of it. (The mother was absent at a
neighbors) He then went to his work
shop and prepared his palette for
dead -coloring the body Of Christ Ca
new design of which, as being nailed
to the cross, he had made) and had
painted the head and arms of the fig
ure the day before. The deadly root
must have affected him in less than
half an hour after eating it; for none
of his brushes were used and the
palette knife was left in the color. He
was found near the house in a state
Of insensibility and was carried in;
all attempts to get him to swallow
emetics were fruitless and after two
hours more of great suffering, and
without returning to consciousness,
he expired.
On the following Sunday in primi-
tive fashion six men carried his re-
mains up the rocky hill to the chapel
of st. Mary's Of the Pines ;, the mourn
ers in procession behind praying for
his souls repose. The unfinished
picture was placed at his feet and
his palette and pencils upon his
coffin. The priest (his own brother)
offered the Holy Sacrifice through
many tears, and the mortal remains
were placed In their last earthly rest
| ing place, between the precipice and
the rude chapel which he helped to
build.
l.. M. S. writing under date, Mil
waukee November 13, 1875, says: TO
the community at large this event
will bear no special significance; the
life thus abruptly ended had never
challenged the public gaze or be-
sought the public favor. But here,
and elsewhere throughout the state,
there are groups of sorrowing
friends to whom the message comes
with a keener pang, because the loss
it chronicles is theirs alone. There
are simple strains of melody, breath
ing quiet tenderness, that hold the
heart and haunt the memory when
the master pieces Of smusic have
been long forgotten. There are
flowers that we love because their
faces, lifted to us from the wayside
and the meadow wear a friendly and
confiding look. With gentle memories
such as these this life that is ended
must be classed. We who know him
alone knew its grand possibilities and
the fervor of its inspirations. Shrink
ing and sensitive and over-modest
though he wasL the signet upon his
brow did not escape the recognition
of his friends. Now that the light
has gone from those earnest eyes,
and silence has chilled those pale lips
forevermore, it is our privilege to
lament for the world the good that it
unwittingly has lost. For in these
evil days of cant and self-assertion
the passing of SO pure and child like
spirit dis indeed loss. We can i'll
afford to miss from our midst a soul
that never knew the evil of mammon
lust, or friendship that never waver-
ed In its steadfast faith. A man in
years he was still child in the
simplicity and winning frankness OF
his nature With a reverence for his
art that made 1t only second to his
religion, he asked Of God. nothing bet,
sContsnued on last page.)