the ways of men-第18章
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As long as men passed their time in fighting and carousing they were heroes； as soon as they became patient bread…winners all the romance evaporated from their atmosphere。 The Jewish Hercules had his revenge in the end and made things disagreeable for his tormentors。 So far； however； there are no signs of a revolt among the shorn lambs in this country。 They patiently bend their necks to the collar … the kindest； most loving and devoted helpmates that ever plodded under the matrimonial yoke。
When in the East； one watches with admiration the part a donkey plays in the economy of those primitive lands。 All the work is reserved for that industrious animal； and little play falls to his share。 The camel is always bad…tempered； and when overladen lies down； refusing to move until relieved of its burden。 The Turk is lazy and selfish； the native women pass their time in chattering and giggling； the children play and squabble； the ubiquitous dog sleeps in the sun； but from daybreak to midnight the little mouse…colored donkeys toil unceasingly。 All burdens too bulky or too cumbersome for man are put on his back； the provender which horses and camels have refused becomes his portion； he is the first to begin the day's labor； and the last to turn in。 It is impossible to live long in the Orient or the south of France without becoming attached to those gentle； willing animals。 The role which honest 〃Bourico〃 fills so well abroad is played on this side of the Atlantic by the American husband。
I mean no disrespect to my married compatriots； on the contrary； I admire them as I do all docile； unselfish beings。 It is well for our women； however； that their lords； like the little Oriental donkeys； ignore their strength； and are content to toil on to the end of their days； expecting neither praise nor thanks in return。
Chapter 14 … 〃CAROLUS〃
IN the early seventies a group of students … dissatisfied with the cut…and…dried instruction of the Paris art school and attracted by certain qualities of color and technique in the work of a young Frenchman from the city of Lille； who was just beginning to attract the attention of connoisseurs … went in a body to his studio with the request that he would oversee their work and direct their studies。 The artist thus chosen was Carolus…Duran。 Oddly enough； a majority of the youths who sought him out and made him their master were Americans。
The first modest workroom on the Boulevard Montparnasse was soon too small to hold the pupils who crowded under this newly raised banner； and a move was made to more commodious quarters near the master's private studio。 Sargent； Dannat； Harrison； Beckwith； Hinckley； and many others whom it is needless to mention here； will … if these lines come under their notice … doubtless recall with a thrill of pleasure the roomy one… storied structure in the rue Notre…Dame des Champs where we established our ATELIER D'ELEVES； a self…supporting cooperative concern； each student contributing ten francs a month toward rent； fire； and models； 〃Carolus〃 … the name by which this master is universally known abroad … not only refusing all compensation； according to the immutable custom of French painters of distinction； but； as we discovered later； contributing too often from his own pocket to help out the MASSIER at the end of a difficult season； or smooth the path of some improvident pupil。
Those were cloudless； enchanted days we passed in the tumbled down old atelier： an ardent springtime of life when the future beckons gayly and no doubts of success obscure the horizon。 Our young master's enthusiasm fired his circle of pupils； who； as each succeeding year brought him increasing fame； revelled in a reflected glory with the generous admiration of youth； in which there is neither calculation nor shadow of envy。
A portrait of Madame de Portalais； exhibited about this time； drew all art…loving Paris around the new celebrity's canvas。 Shortly after； the government purchased a painting （of our master's beautiful wife）； now known as LA FEMME AU GANT； for the Luxembourg Gallery。
It is difficult to overestimate the impetus that a master's successes impart to the progress of his pupils。 My first studious year in Paris had been passed in the shadow of an elderly painter； who was comfortably dozing on the laurels of thirty years before。 The change from that sleepy environment to the vivid enthusiasm and dash of Carolus…Duran's studio was like stepping out of a musty cloister into the warmth and movement of a market…place。
Here； be it said in passing； lies perhaps the secret of the dry rot that too often settles on our American art schools。 We； for some unknown reason； do not take the work of native painters seriously； nor encourage them in proportion to their merit。 In consequence they retain but a feeble hold upon their pupils。
Carolus； handsome； young； successful； courted； was an ideal leader for a band of ambitious； high…strung youths； repaying their devotion with an untiring interest and lifting clever and dull alike on the strong wings of his genius。 His visits to the studio； on which his friend Henner often accompanied him； were frequent and prolonged； certain Tuesdays being especially appreciated by us； as they were set apart for his criticism of original compositions。
When our sketches （the subject for which had been given out in advance） were arranged； and we had seated ourselves in a big half…circle on the floor； Carolus would install himself on a tall stool； the one seat the studio boasted； and chat A PROPOS of the works before him on composition； on classic art； on the theories of color and clair…obscur。 Brilliant talks； inlaid with much wit and incisive criticism； the memory of which must linger in the minds of all who were fortunate enough to hear them。 Nor was it to the studio alone that our master's interest followed us。 He would drop in at the Louvre； when we were copying there； and after some pleasant words of advice and encouragement； lead us off for a stroll through the galleries； interrupted by stations before his favorite masterpieces。
So important has he always considered a constant study of Renaissance art that recently； when about to commence his TRIUMPH OF BACCHUS； Carolus copied one of Rubens's larger canvases with all the naivete of a beginner。
An occasion soon presented itself for us to learn another side of our trade by working with our master on a ceiling ordered of him by the state for the Palace of the Luxembourg。 The vast studios which the city of Paris provides on occasions of this kind； with a liberality that should make our home corporations reflect； are situated out beyond the Exhibition buildings； in a curious； unfrequented quarter； ignored alike by Parisians and tourists； where the city stores compromising statues and the valuable debris of her many revolutions。 There； among throneless Napoleons and riderless bronze steeds； we toiled for over six months side by side with our master； on gigantic APOTHEOSIS OF MARIE DE MEDICIS； serving in turn as painter and painted； and leaving the imprint of our hands and the reflection of our faces scattered about the composition。 Day after day； when work was over； we would hoist the big canvas by means of a system of ropes and pulleys； from a perpendicular to the horizontal position it was to occupy permanently； and then sit straining our necks and discussing the progress of the work until the tardy spring twilight warned us to depart。
The year 1877 brought Carolus…Duran the MEDAILLE D'HONNEUR； a crowning recompense that set the atelier mad with delight。 We immediately organized a great （but economical） banquet to commemorate the event； over which our master presided； with much modesty； considering the amount of incense we burned before him； and the speeches we made。 One of our number even burst into some very bad French verses； asserting that the painters of the world in general fell back before him …
。 。 。 EPOUVANTES … CRAIGNANT EGALEMENT SA BROSSE ET SON EPEE。
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