The Herald of Wales and Monmouthshire Recorder. — 1883-05-05 (Swansea, West Glamorgan, Wales)

FOLLOWER OF MR. BRADLAI7GII. master hand. The very names suggest such poetry that modesty would shrink from attempting the task. On Friday, at the Mansion House, Samuel Richard Mr. Hale has put some strength into his picture. Wood was charged with attempting suicide. A City He has placed Venus nude upon her throne, at the constable on the previous evening noticed the piifoot of the well-painted marble steps of which her eon's goner on London Bridge climbing 'over the parapet. bride cowers in dismay. But the Venus is a piece of The officer caught hold of him. but Wood strueglee :•11 rotund vulgarity, such as went out of date with hard that he was compelled to release his hold. The Rubens • and the Psyche, having her face hidden, prisoner crouched on the ledge as if about to dive does nothing to redeem the picture. We are speakInto the river, when the constable got over the ing of the least satisfactory features in the exhibition, parapet and with someone holding him by the belt and may as well add at once Mr. Richmond's seized the prisoner, and succeeded in getting on to pictures. • A portrait of Miss Nettie Davis the footwa. Wood said, "Let sue go, I'm g..ing to etched in brown velvet, lying on a bank, in front kill myself," The prisoner admitted that this state' of a portrait landscape, and watched by a dog, is rement was perfectly correct; he wanted to destroy markable only for the well rendered shading of the himself as he bad had a great deal of donmetie dress. The same artist's Mrs. Frederick Harrison is trouble, and thought the best thing he could remarkable for some of the worst drawing Mr, do would be to put an end to it.—Aldertnen Richmond ever attempted. The wife of the well known Carden, M.P. :Do you think you would liett. r High Priest of Comtism is represented not as the yourself by drowning youraelf ?—Prist nee : There slightly petite lady that she is, but as a tall and would be an end of it at all events.—Ahlernon stately creature of unknown species, whose neck— Carden : Have you no reflection? Are von net a re' something like two feet long—appears to grow out of ligious man'—Prisoner: No, sir, I'm a Bredlungliite the middle of her back. This is rather hard upon the as far as that goes—The Alderman: Then I I hiek lady. We could not in revenge be too hard upon the you had better lire a little longer and reflect. Have artist, you no idea of a judginent to come, or do you fancy yourself no better than a beaet, und that when yeti Which is the wonderful picture in the exhibition? are dead you are done with ?—Prisoner • I think that's The answer unquestionably is "Blind." It is by lion The last ofus, and that there's nothing a. hfter death.— Mr. .1. T. Nettleshio. It 8 ew" us an aged I The Alderman :. You meY depend upon this, helplessly blind, but raging in his strength, standing that there is a indement heteafter, and pat have on the brink of • precipice, surrounded by all the no right to take your own life. Mr. Bradlaugh or meaner beasts of the desert, who cry out insults as it were to his afflictione,and long to see him fall over anyone else teaching such pi ineiples as stoma is a most dangerous man. Alderman Carden then exthe brink on which he stands, but who dare not come within reach of his giant strength. It is a moving pressed itnos intentinm of remanding the prisoner ev..•fi picture; the strength of the paw of the old warrior order (hat hreialiTla chance b firte"ra!and ~ _ m g late (lie ene o • religious err' beast planted on the very edge of the rock,the wrath w! vice. Do listen to what the clergyman wt.l tell and scorn of the face (for it seems piteously human), you," he ooncluded, "and not to what Bradlaugh and the cowardice of the meaner animals around him, hating, but fearing him, give to it a title to says' . . .  pre.elinence. Anaher very etriking work 6 Mr. THE " FREETHINKER " PROSECUTION Herbert Schmalz's " How Long?" Mr. Schmalz is a very young painter, but he is a rising man. His On Thursday before the Lord Chief Justice the title, perhaps, is not happy. It recalls Biblical mad defendants in the case of the Queen v. Ramsay Miltonic strains associated with the desire for yen- and Foote which was tried on Wednesday, the jury geance. But in reality it is a picture of love. A being unable to agree to a verdict, were again maiden, divinely fair and most divinely tall, has been trought up on a writ of habeas corpus in charge of sitting at a window of etaired Riese looking scenes a the governor of Holloway gaol. Sir H. Giffard being valley to a castle upon the spur of a high mountain, asked whether he intended to proceed further in the whence she has been expecting to see her lover ride matter, said be was prepared to go on at once. Mr. to greet her. Her watch has been &mantle, and Foote appealed to his lordship to postpone the matter tired of expectation, dazed with too much strain- until Tuesday as he was suffering from the prison ing of the eyes into the sultry light, she diet, and was physically unable to conduct his bas risen from her chair, placed her hands defence. His lordship acceded to the request, above her head, and is asking, " How long will saving that this was not the fault of the governor of it be ere he set forth ?" The pose is sweet and dignified, Holloway gaol, who had made representations to the blue habit flows in delicious folds, the window is him on the subject, but he would take care to lay perfectly minted, and the glimpse of mountain land- the matter before the Secretary of State, or whatever scope is characteristic of the pollster of "For Ever." authority had the power to relax the prison discipline. It needs no prophet to tell that, if Mr. Schmalz per- This would apply to both defendants, who would severes, he will soon take rank among the have every facility afforded them of preparing their best men of the day. Another striking picture, defence. Ilia lordship added that it was unusual which would be better without its title bears the to continue a prosecution under the circumstances of legend, "By the waters of Babylon we sal down .ind the case, and Sir H. Gifford said that after what had wept." It conveys no notion of sorrow. Oa the fallen from his lordship he would consult his clieute banks of a flowing river, in the golden glow oh ac upon the aubject. Oriental afternoon, with music in their ears and the sound of revelry near,. some Hebrew insidene, not sorrowing for their exile, but weary with feast and . . .