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here, and we might add Detaille's “ Les Incroyables, Forest of St. Germain," dated 1871, but being in the artist's early style, and his water color "Scene in the Franco-Prussian War," admirable works both in finish and composition.

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SELDOM is a more correct picture seen, cor

rect in drawing, color and composition, than Gerome's “L’Eminence Grise."

Up the grand staircase of Cardinal Richelieu's palace ascend two by two a train of courtiers and cardinals , they are bending low, hats in hand, as they crowd to the right, while all alone, his eyes intent upon his breviary, his long lank figure clad in a simple monkish vesture of gray, descends his eminence, Father Joseph, of the order of Capuchins ! The violent contrast between dazzling red, blue, green and black costumes of sash and bow clad and feather bedecked train, whose low abaisement far from signifies respect for the powerful friar Joseph and his almost meagre vestments, is sarcastic and trenchant indeed.

MEISSONIER'S “ Partie Perdue” (the Lost

· Game) is one of those paintings which express so much, is so finished, is so final in all that it asserts, so self-asserting, that it is but small compliment to say that were the name Meissonier entirely unknown and the painting were placed side by side with the choicest of the world's most precious art, it would not be lost, you could not ignore it, it cries out for attention. Personally to us it is dry and hot in color. Another work by the same artist is “ The Stirrup Cup," a traveller and a white horse and an innkeeper offering him refreshing draught; is on a panel 3 1-2 x 4 3-4, and is very full of sunlight and atmosphere, though a trifle "thin" in painting

FORTUNY'S portrait of " A Spanish Lady"

should be bought for some public museum It is superb in color and modelling ; the hands are equal to Rembrandt. The black waist and skirt are painted with masterly strokes. The cata- , alogue to the collection was full of copious notes ofttimes very valuable, but at others most ridiculously mal apropos. A hasty water-color sketched by the same master entitled “ Pifferari” was made the target for the following. As the picture was a mere sketch and a rather poor one at that, many comments were far fetched in the extreme.

“The champaign with its endless fleece

Of feathery grasses everywhere !
Silence and passion, joy and peace

And everlasting wash of air,-
Rome's ghost since her decease.

Robert Browning. " He sits under a wall, among the ruins which chronicle his country's greatness and decline. The Roman sunlight warms him, while it soothes his senses as he blows his spirit into the rude and simple instrument of his race. He is resting from a journey, as his staff leaning against the wall denotes, and as he sends the notes of his pipe wheezing out upon the air, his eye dwells listlessly upon the lean flocks grazing amid the decay of an empire. His uniform is that of his class ; vest of red wool, blue breeches, and a loose shirt of coarse cotton stuff whose white sleeves show through his sleeveless coat. Simple his wants and few, he has achieved the crown of his ambition, idling by the way side, and silencing with the drone of his bagpipe the sleepy murmur of the cicadas and the dull buzzing of the wandering bee."

Ernest Knaufft.

EXT in importance comes Zamacois' “ Levy-

ing Contributions,” one of those monk satires for which the artist was so famous. It is a perfect gem in its way, though more sombre in color than was the artist's later works. It was painted in 1866. Vibert's “ First Born" is a dainty work, very delicate in handling, preferable we think to his more brilliant Scene at a Spanish Diligence Station,” though the latter is a strong example of the master. Jules Worms' "('ncertain Weather" must not be omitted


costume " reception given at the Academy of Design last Tuesday evening for the joint benefit of the American Water Color Society and the Society of Decorative Art was an immense success. The members of art committee, Messrs. Hopkinson, Smith and Walter Satterlee, had charge of the decorations, and the old Academy's walls down stairs were changed from commonplace paint and plaster into the

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Boulanger make up of full uniform and a sword once carried by the noted Frenchman. J. B. Guilder, Directoire ; J. M. Rutherford, incroyable, and Sanford White as Don Quixote in an armor costing $1,000.

most tasteful and sumptuous tapestry bedecked and brocade hung corridors. Antique Spanish pillars loaned by Mr. Le Gran Cannon, bric-abrac hangings loaned by Mr. Devinne, the well known dealer, and bronzes and brass candelabra filled the halls and staircases. About the galleries richly covered settees and divans were arranged.

The Hungarian band furnished the music in the hallway, and Landers in the main gallery with fifteen of his men in costume played for the dancing.

Mrs. Richard Hunt, dressed in a Queen Elizabeth court dress copied from Holbein's portrait, and Mr. J. G. Brown, president of the Water Color Society, received the guests. A Venetian quadrille, a Sir Roger de Coverley and a French minuet were danced during the evening.

Here are the names of a few who were present, with their costumes: Mrs. Elliott F. Shepard, Venetian lady ; Miss Louise Shepard, costume copied from Titian, “ La Bella ; ” Mrs. W. D. Sloane, a Llamee dancing dress ; Mrs. John Sherwood, Eleanor, Queen of Aquitaine, 1408 ; Miss Elsie De Wolfe, Italian princess; Miss Dora Wheeler, costume taken from Rubens' portrait; Miss Marquand, antique Watteau ; Mrs. J. Sanford Saltus, Juliet dress; Miss Hunt, second wife of Rubens ; Mrs. W. S. Webb, time Henry IV.; Miss Sallie Hewitt, Adrienne Lecouvreur, which she lately wore at amateur theatricals. Miss Elsie Leslie Lyde came in her Little Lord Fauntleroy, blue plush with point lace collar and cuffs. Miss Dora Lyde in a reproduction of Mary Anderson's “ Perdita " dress of pink crepe.

I shall be very brief with the men's costumes.

F. Hopkinson, Henry IV. costume ; R. Swain Gifford, Charles I.; Louis C. Tiffany, Capuchin friar ; Percy Moran, courtier time of Francois II.; Leon Moran, German 14th century dress ; Sanford Saltus, time Henry IV.; Geo. H. Galt, Capuchin friar; Richard M. Hunt, Cimabue; Edmund C. Stanton, Gustav Adolph, King of Sweden, after a Van Dyck portrait ; Harry Le Grand Cannon, Francis I.; Edward Hewitt, Florentine, 15th century; Robert Hargous, apprentice in “Die Meistersinger"; Harry Marquand, Chinese nobleman. Mr. Louis Keller's, unique masquerade consisted of a General

WAS only a poet and lived by my wits,

And very poor living it was, I've been told,
When death, who unheralded fortune remits,

A legacy left me in gold.
And now I will build me a study, I thought;

A room I have dreamed of for poet like me;
Not like this, where so long I have labored and

wrought; But a thing to inspire it shall be. So I found an abode that just suited my case,

And I frescoed the ceiling with classic design; And the gold-papered walls showed me many a face

Looking down with regard upon mine.
Of curious woods was the floor of my room,

No stretches of carpet invited the tread;
But luxurious rugs from an Orient loom

Lay over the spaces instead. My windows with curtains were hung rich and rare,

Descending from shining bars, fold upon fold; My doorways were each a superb portiere

Of velvet embroidered with gold. On bracket and shelf there was choice bric-a-brac,

And treasures of art the interior graced, Here a bust and a vase, there a bronze and a plaque.

A blending of beauty and taste. Then of pictures, of course, my walls were not bare;

Not many, indeed, but my favorite fewGerome, Leighton, Millais, Cabanal were all there;

And a gem of Meissonier's, too. But my exquisite desk was the all perfect sum Of my joy-it was something unique and com

pleteI fancied poems rising like incense therefrom,

As I sank in the soft-cushioned seat. And now all was done and my future was framed,

The past I regarded with pitying scorn“Let me harness my Pegasus quick!" I exclaimed,

“ In the trappings he never hath worn." With my paper before me and glittering pen,

I lifted my eyes to the wealth that was mineI gazed round my study again and again,

But my paper received not a line.

As I looked round my room with an air of surprise a stand still and got lost-of all places in the

That no answering muse met my beckoning call, world, in Fleet street. At some of the theatres, An old print in a corner arrested my eyes

notably at Drury Lane and Covent Garden, the That had no right to be there at all.

fog was as thick inside as outside, and at both I remembered it well, but how came it there? those great houses the performance was gone

It hung there, I'm sure, by no order of mine. through in dumb show. Outside the theatres, My eyes became fixed in a petrified stare

messieurs les pickpockets had a high old time of it At this relic of old lang syne.

and hundreds of robberies were committed in the I remembered it well—'twas a thing of my choosing

most barefaced manner. In days when such pictures my attic was bold

The fancy dress ball given at the Metropole with-

on the 3d inst. by Colonel North, the millionaire Doctor Johnson The Vicar of Wakefield perusing * Nitrate King," was a very mixed affair. With In the lodging of Oliver Goldsmith !

the exception of Mrs. Bernard Beere, Miss FortesI awoke--all my splendor had melted to air ;

cue, and Messrs. Toole, Thorne, Shine, Sir ArNot a vestige remained of the glory and gleam;

thur Sullivan, and a few others, the great people And I sit in my attic, which boasts but one chair,

of the “ profession" and our great society magWith the pen that has written a dream.

nates were conspicuous through their absence, William L. Keese. Three thousand people were invited, but only

twelve hundred responded to the call. PromiNOTES FROM LONDON.

nent amongst the guests were a number of Jew SAVAGE CLUB, January 26, 1889. money lenders, several Strand restaurateurs, and WITH the single drawback of atrociously bad some ve.y “shady” coryphees. Some surprise

weather, the London season, so far as it has was expressed over the presence of Mr. Toole, proceeded since the arrival of Christmas and the who was almost fresh from the funeral of his ondeparture of Santa Claus, bids fair to be the ly child. If it be true, as was reported, that the most successful on record. All the best known entertainment cost the giver of the fèast $40,000. theatres, without a single exception, are doing un- "Colonel Cræsus " must have got precious litprecedentedly large business, and the numerous

tle for his money. (too numerous) variety shows, music halls, and With the exception of second rate pantomimes other holiday entertainments are prospering as at Astley's and the Surrey, the Drury Lane manthey never prospered before. Although trade is ager has the field all to himself this season, and not improving, and many thousands of unem- his“ Babes in the Wood” is the only pantomime ployed operatives are on the verge of starva- to be seen in a West-end theatre. It is a magnifition, it is satisfactory to know that the sixty or cent production and it is said that Augustus seventy thousand people who are employed in Harris expended $50,000 over the piece. The London places of amusement alone are, for the joint efforts of three authors were expended most part, earning fair wages and living in com- upon the libretto, but the book is poor stuff, and fort if not in absolute luxury.

not very creditable to the literary trio, The acThe dense black fog which, on New Year's tors, as usual, have to invent their business and Eve, covered this city of five millions of fog pro- create their own fun, such as it is, but they do it ducing chimneys and the same number of human very dolefully, and get more jeers than cheers throats, with a blanket of total darkness, played for their reward. There are two performances havoc with all the playhouses and kept thousands daily, doubtless to the great satisfaction and profit of people at home who had prebooked and paid of the artistes, who receive extra half salaries. for their seats. The fact is that all vehicular The business is simply enormous, and the gross traffic was stopped for some hours and the peo- receipts are between $15,000 and $20,000 per ple who did venture into the streets were hope- week. This means a weekly profit of $1,000 for lessly lost in the fog, It took the present writer the lucky manager. five hours to get by omnibus from the city to Covent Garden has again been turned into a Kensington-one mile per hour, and we came to huge variety show, with Hengler's circus thrown

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in. Mountebanks and acrobats are not quite at than a week with a bad cold (who ever heard of home in the famous old opera house, and the a good cold?) but his part is being admirably sawdust does not retain its old flavor. But the acted by Herman Vezin, one of the very few old performing geegees and the very clever scenes in school Shakespearian scholars and actors who the circle afford great delight to overflowing are still left to us. audiences twice a day. Here, as at the “ Lane”, Next in the category of brilliant successes is the juvenile element greatly predominates, and Sims and Pettitt's new drama, “ The Silver Freeman Thomas, the manager, has acted wisely Falls." at the Adelphi. This at once “caught on" in giving pantomime a wide berth this season. with the first nighters, and it is drawing tremen

Henry Irving has made the biggest success of dous houses. On Boxing Day the receipts were his proud career with his new “ Macbeth” at the largest ever taken in the theatre in one day, the Lyceum, and I hear that every seat in the William Terriss and Miss Millward again sustain theatre is booked up to Easter.

the parts of the hero and heroine, to the usual Indeed, so great is the demand for places stimulating influence of thunderous applause. that the advance booking often exceeds $2000 Miss Olga Nethersole, one of our new actresses, per day. “ Macbeth" is a magnificent and plays the second heroine, but she failed to create costly production, the grandest ever attempted a favorable impression, and an unruly claque on the English stage, and it coinpletely puts on the first night did her more harm than good. “ Faust” into the shade. At the same time it All the other parts are cleverly acted and the must be acknowledged that the performance is piece is very beautifully staged. When “ The far from being faultless. The critics have been Silver Falls” have run their course Terriss and severely airing their scholarship over it, but they Miss Millward will be enabled to proceed to Amare by no means unanimous in praising the erica to fulfil their engagement with Augustin piece. Many of them are remarkably in accord Daly. in condemning it. Irving's Macbeth is certainly Beerbohm Tree is admirably managing the not so good as it was sixteen years ago on the Haymarket Theatre. He succeeded in working same stage. He has mutilated Shakespeare with- “ Captain Swift" into a solid success and the out having improved him, and many glaring de- well written play has enjoyed a fairly long run. fects are discernible in his acting. Ellen Terry, But Tree's greatest managerial coup is a beautitoo, discloses many imperfections in her acting, ful revival of “ The Merry Wives of Windsor" for and she is probably the most unrealistic Lady a series of weekly matinees. In this the versaMacbeth ever seen. She looks charming and tile actor-manager has quite astonished old playgracesul as ever, but she does not feel the part goers by his remarkably artistic assumption of and she never grapples with it. I am afraid Miss the rarely attempted character of Sir John FalTerry has been spoiled with too much praise, staff. Fat Jack has not been seen to such adbut she has more to unlearn than learn before vantage since Mr. Hackett, the American actor, she can play the part of Shakespeare's only ambi- played the part on the same stage between thirty tious heroine. Either of the three retired leading and forty years ago. ladies who gave masculine utterance to the lines At the lodrell Theatre Patti-Rosa, who is of the three weird sisters would have made a likely to prove a very formidable rival to Lotta better Lady Macbeth than Ellen Terry. Some and Minnie Palmer, and who must be sorely of the other parts were of the stage stagy, but troubling the restless mind of “ Yours Merrily," Alexander as Macduff, and Wenman as Banquo, J. R. Rogers, is rapidly acting, singing, dancing, are excellent, and they stand out in bold relief and banjoing herself into public favor. Patti is from all the other characters in this very un- now playing a funny ollapodrida sort of a piece, equal all round performance. Sir Arthur Sulli- called “ Bob,” to greatly delighted, fashionable, van has composed new incidental music and and nightly increasing audiences. A more genupoor old Locke has been improved" out of the ine metropolitan success has not been achieved play. But, with all its faults, “ Macbeth" is the for a long time. Mrs. Iodrell, who gave her talk of London. Irving has been laid up more name to this theatre, is proving herself a capable

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