but for a moment, yet long enough to wish the thoughtful artist a happy voyage back again to those divine shores, and a pencil ever more and more faithful to reproduce their beauty. Had we more time, this sunset poem, by Casilear, would tempt us, it is so full of the true feeling, so accurate in drawing, so warm in color; nor should we slight these graceful, genuine studies which prefigure distinction for the names of Coleman and Shattuck. But it is by other pictures of another promise that our eyes and minds are chiefly charmed; by these small sketches into which Darley has thrown the fire of a true imagination, controlled by a master's knowledge, sketches where every line has a meaning, and the spirit of a poet interprets, with equal force, the temper of the patriot Yankee, and the passions of the unfettered savage; or by these fine canvases of William Hunt. In works like these we recognize a future for painting. Realism in art has been pushed to its last term in our day, and we have been summoned to surrender our old-fashioned faith, that it was the artist's highest function to add a new creation to the world. It is true, the student, who reproduces with fidelity and feeling what he sees, adds his way of seeing it to our experiences, and in so far exerts the faculty of creation, which is the prerogative of genius. But is it not a higher function which he discharges when he finds within himself a vision of beauty never seen "on land or sea," and by his shaping spirit of imagination guides his skillful pencil or his skillful pen to give that vision permanence, and a place on earth? Do you suppose Shakespeare formed Portia or Desdemona, Othello or Falstaff, Lear or Hamlet, in Fleet street, or at the Mermaid Tavern, or in the pit of the Globe Theatre? Life gave him a thousand hints, but each character he drew, came new-coined, individual from his glorious brain. As with poets, so with painters-the age of realism is but the dawn of the greater age of imagination; Giotto is the morning-star who precedes Raphael. And the men to whom we must look for the future of art in our own day, are the men who give us signs of a revival of the imagination. Is not our young Parisian one of these men? See his " Marguerite"-a simple composition, thoughtfully studied, disagreeably couturesque in the conventional character of the sky and the backgrounds, but full of feeling-that girl, plucking to pieces the sybil-flower in her hand, is a poetic shape, and you will remember her as if you had met her walking in among the "bearded barley." Or look at the "Fortune-Teller." Might not Scott have imagined that keen, dark face portentous in every line? And how full of vague awe are the features of the child-how painfully earnest those of the mother! For the force of this group, where shall we find a rival? Shall we call upon Mr. Ehninger, whose picture of the "Sword" reminds you of a sonnet by Milton; whose "Gamblers," if a trifle melo-dramatic in treatment. is Byronic in intensity of expression? Or if, while seeking imagination, you desire its happier exercise, why should you not pause awhile before these works of Mr. Johnson, whose name you do not know, but in whose "Card Players” and "Savoyard" you recognize the spirit and the patient power of a true artist. Call them German if you must, but admit the sincerity of the feeling, the skill of the design, the softened harmony of the coloring. Is it not worth while to encourage meu who can and will paint as these men do? Or do you prefer the style of that vast portrait of a governor going down stairs with his hat in his hand, which is as much like a work of art as Dr. Johnson's famous doggrel was like a ballad? 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Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1856, by Dix & EDWARDS. in the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the Southern District of New York. The Post Master General has decided that the advertising sheet in "Putnam's Monthly," "Household Words," or" The Schoolfellow" does not subject them to any additional postage. PAGE 561 In 1852-After the Bombardment of Rangoon-A Message from the Woon-The Inhabitants of PeguAttacked by the Burmese-Peguans and Burmese-The Town of Pegu-Our General Determines to Send a Force to Aid these poor People-Ordered the Steamer to repair to the Place-The Steamer Aground-The Force Sent in boats-The Three Surgeons, of whom I was One-The Lugubrious Warning-The Intense Heat-Coup de Soleil-My First Consciousness-Removed to a Burmese Rice-boat-Laid upon a Litter-The Dhoolee Bearers-The Burmese upon Us-Left Alone with a Little Boy-Remember! I was Stark Naked-Bullets Whistled about the Bed-I am led to the Door-Jump into the River-Am Fired at-I Recover-Extreme Faintness--Am Saved-Was Lifted into the Covered Boat-The Burmese again upon Us -They Riddle the Awning-" Every Man for Himself"-I Rolled into the Stream-A Solitary Target-I Became Frantic-Wandered into the Jungle-A Tiger Trail-I was Delirious-One of our Own Men-Fell to the Ground-Was Carried-With a Party of our Own Mer-An Alarm-In the Water Again-Clambered up the Banks-I saw a Burmese Boat-Two NativesBurmese Ornaments-Fishermen-I Frightened Them by My Appearance-In their Boat-Fast in the Mud-They Leaped to the Land and Ran-Am Deranged Still-I Discover a Woman and Child-Their Fear of Me-I Ask for Water-That Water Restored Me-Am Beset by Armed Men-They look upon Me with Wonder-Their Superstition-Am Saved by It-A Party of Wild Bog-Trotters-The Greatest Danger--"Help! Help! Boys!"--Am Discovered and Taken Care of Our Boatswain-We Start for our Steamer-Burmese Boat-Passes Us-Not Discovered-The Little Boy--Poor Shields. 574 575 576 584 Mountain Heights-The Great Landmarks of the Earth-The Lower Ranges--The Alpine RangesThe Effect of Mountain Scenery-The Alps--The Granite Fastnesses of Sweden-The Colors of Mountain Scenes-Odd Round Mountains-The Everlasting Snow-The Utter Exhaustion Felt by Travelers on the Mountain Tops-Lient. Wood's Experience-Humboldt Ascending the Chimborazo A Beauty in Mountains-The Terrific Passes of Himalaya-Ice and Snow Assume Forms of Wondrous Beauty-Giaciers-Their Charms-Mountain Tragedies-The AvalancheMountain Falls-Valleys Parts of Mountains-The Natural Beauty of Valleys-The Inbabitants of the Valley-Of the Mountains-Mountains Isolate Men-The Nomadic Character of Dwellers on Mountains-The Reindeer-The Yak, or Grunting Ox-The Mountaineers' Love of their Homes-The Swiss Alps-The Mountaineers' Love of Music-Their Dwellings-Their Confidence in the Great Father. 6. THE RISE OF THE DUTCH REPUBLIC, 7. SCAMPAVIAS-PART IV.-THE PINNACLE OF PENTELICUS, 592 600 The Piraeus-A Burning Pool of Water-Off for the Tall Peak of Pentelicus-Our Friend Black- 606 Episode-Chicago is Situated-The Harbor of Chicago-Bridges-A Short Novel-Architecture- 614 629 9. NAPOLEON BONAPARTE AS A FAMILY MAN-SECOND ARTICLE, 10. ANNIE AT THE CORNER: THE HISTORY OF A HEART, I. From a Window-II. The School Girl-III. Two Rivals-IV. Parting-V. The Return-VI. A 644 659 Summer at last, and a Pleasant City-The Practice of "Emptying" the Town-A few Years ago. and those who then" went into the Country.'-A Change-And is it for Health ?-Monotony is the Mother of all Manner of Mischiefs-The true Mode of Summer Enjoyment-To the Few already Wise-June has Come-How much of Good and Evil in Ourselves may be traced to the Atmosphere-Opinion on this Subject of a Schoolmistress of Eminent Gravity-June Days make us happy-The Condition of the City inviting Pestilence-What are to be our Days of June 7-The Plague that has wasted two Sister Cities-Must we succumb to the Majesty of Dirt-Our Functionaries-It is long since a true Pestilence ravaged New York-Condition of our CityOur Forefather's Mode of viewing Pestilence-Its Ravages in Europe-One Good Thing, we are to have a Park-To care for the Future-Florence Nightingale-The Past War and Condition of Europe-Our World of New York-Nothing that touches Human Interests, but helps to mould and move our Great Metropolis-How small a part we know of this City-A Sunday in New York-German Theatre-Mr. Wallack and his Plays-Walcot-Miss Laura Keeve-The Marble Heart and Camille-Mr. Keller's Tableaux-Paul Delaroche's Picture of Marie Antoinette at Goupil's-Cole's Voyage of Life at Williams, Stevens & Williams-The OperaMaretzek, |