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Two American artists stood with us in an ardent lover of liberty; and his hosthat room: one a fair young girl, whose pitalities were free to all shades of opinpurity of soul was mirrored in her beau- ion. He did not forsake this family when tiful face, who had gone to Paris to con- their star went down. Hearing of the tinue her studies in an art which she death of Hélène, the Duchess of Orléans, loved as she did her life; the other, a he hastened to England, to pay a last man of mature age, whose high and rev- tribute of love and respect to her memerent genius has always met with a lov- ory. The English climate had always ing and faithful appreciation among his been ungenial to him. He took a severe countrymen, which does them as much cold, which proved fatal in its results. honor as it did him. The young girl lay He died soon after his return to Paris, down to die amid her labors, and her on the 16th of June, 1858. Sadly as the frail borly rests amid the flowers and trees news of his death struck upon our hearts, of Montmartre; the grown man came it seemed no great change for him to die. home but to bid farewell to home, friends, So pure and holy was his life, so spiritual and life; the great artist whom we met his whole nature, so lofty his aspirations, to honor has gone home too. A three- that it seemed as if fold halo of sanctity rests on that room

“He might to Heaven from Paradise go, to us.

As from one room to another." To those who shared the privilege of Scheffer's friendship this rooin was en- Ary Scheffer was twice married. His deared by hours of the richest social en- first wife died early. Many years after joyment. His liberal hospitality wel- her death he again married, - very hapcomed all ranks and all classes. It is pily, as we have heari, He leaves behind related that Louis Philippe once sat wait- him one daughter, who is also an artist. ing for him in the atelier, and answered Under her loving care, we trust every a knock at the door. The visitor was relic of his artistic labors and every trait delivering his messages to him, when the of his personal life will be faithfully preartist returned, and was somewhat sur- served. prised to find his royal friend playing the Both his brothers lived to middle age. part of concierge. * It was not rare to One, of whom we know little but that M. meet in this atelier the great men of

Vitet calls bim “a distinguished man,” finance, who counted themselves among died in 1855. The only surviving brothhis most passionate admirers.” Here was er, Henri, is also a painter, of considerconversation, not without gayety, but able reputation. He is a thorough and without loud laughter or revelry. Schef- accomplished draughtsman, and a supefer was very fond of music of the highest rior teacher. His atelier is one of the order. He was a generous patron of mu

few in Paris which are open to women, sicians, and loved to listen to music while and several American ladies have en. he was engaged in painting. His friends joyed its advantages. sometiines held an extemporaneous con- We have spoken of Scheffer's love for cert in his room, without preparation, his native country. By his will he beprogramme, or andience. Think of lis- queathed to his native town of Dortening to an andante of Mozart's, played drecht “ the portrait of Sir J. Reynolds, in that room! “Music doubled her pow- by Scheffer; a dog lying down, life-size, er, and painting seemed illuminated.” by the same; a copy of the picture of Beethoven was his favorite composer; his the • Christus Remunerator,' on pastelofty genius harmonized with, and satis- board, of the size of the original in Engfied the longings of, Scheffer's aspiring land; a copy of the Christus Consolator, nature.

- both by himself: also, his own statue, Ary Scheffer was a personal friend of in plaster; his own bust, by his daughthe Orléans family. He was, however, ter; and the Virgin and Infant Jesus, by

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himself.” The town of Dordrecht pro- path, they will owe much to him who poses to erect a statue in commemoration helped to open the way. He lived through of the fame of the great artist.

times of trouble, when a man's faith in It is too early to assign to Ary Scheffer huinanity might well be shaken, yet he the rank which he will finally occupy in remained no less a believer in and lover the new era of French Art which is co- of mankind. Brighter days for France eval with his labors. He will always may lead her artists to a healthier and stand as the companion of Ingres and freer development; but they can never Delaroche and Géricault; and if his suc- be more single-hearted, true, and loving cessors surpass him even in his own than Ary Scheffer.

A VISIT TO MARTIA'S VINEYARD.

We have all, in our days of atlases ters, bearing them back as did the Israeland “ the use of the globes,” been made itish spies, to show the fatness of the aware of the fact, that off the southern promised land ? shore of Massachusetts lies a long and It was one of the fairest days of the narrow islanıl, called Martha's Vine- Indian summer, when Caleb, Mysie, and yard, one of the many defences thrown the Baron (a young gentleman four years out by the beleaguered New England old) set gayly forth to explore this new coast against its untiring foe, the Atlan- and almost unknown region. tic.

The first stage of their journey was But how many are those who know New Bedford; and at the neat and quiet more than this? How many have vis- hotel where they spent the night, Caleb ited it, inquired into its traditions, clas- ascertained that the steamer “Eagle's sified its curiosities, mineral, saline, and Wing” would leave its wharf, bound to human ? Ilow many have seen Gay the Vineyard. Head and the Gay-llead Indians ? Not Pending this event, the trio wandered many, truly; and yet the island is well about the quiet wharves, inspecting the worth a visit, and will repay the tour- shipping, and saturating themselves with ist better for his time and labor than any nautical odors and information. They ja lei, glaring, seaside watering-place, discovered that whaleships are not the with its barrack of white hotel, and its leviathans of the deep which Mysie had crowd of idle people.

supposed them, being very rarely of a In the first place, the delicious sugges- thousand tons, and averaging five huntiveness of the name, - Martha's Vine- dred. They were informed that whaling yard ! At once we ask, Who was Mar- has ceased to be a profitable occupation tha ? and how did she use her vineyard ? to any but the officers of the ships, the Was she the thrifty wife of some old Pu- owners frequently making only enough ritan proprietor of untamed acres ? - and to repay their outlay from a voyage which did she faney the wild grapes of this little has brought the captain and first mate island, fuller of flavor, and sweeter for several thousand dollars each. the manufacture of her jellies and home- Every member of a whaleship's crew, made wine, than those which grew else- from the captain down to the cabinwhere ? — and did she come in the vin- boy, is paid, not fixed wages, but a tage season, with her children and her “ lay,” or share of the profits of the friends, to gather in the rich purple clus- voyage. Formerly, these “lays” were so graduated, that the chief advantage Our trio disembarked, and found themof the expedition was to the owners; but, selves at once the subjects of fierce conof late years, matters have altered, so that tention to no less than three aspirants now it is not uncommon for the captain for the honor of conveying them and to receive a twelfth, tenth, or even eighth their luggage to their point of destinaof the entire profit, and the other officers tion. One of these, called Dave, was a in proportion.

grave, saturnine Yankee, his hands in The attention of our travellers was the pockets of his black tronsers, his cosnow directed to numerous squares and tume further exhibiting the national livplateaus of great black objects buried ery of black dress coat, black satin waistin seaweed; these, they were informed, coat and necktie, cow-hide boots, and were casks of oil, stored in this manner stiff, shiny hat, very much upon the back instead of in warehouses, as less liable to of his head. The languid and indepenleakage.

dent offers of this individual were, howIt was also asserted, as a fact, that the ever, quite drowned by the flood of vosperm whale, alarmed at the untiring ciferous overtures from his two rivals, – vigor of his assailants, has almost disap- an original youth, about eighteen years peared from the navigable waters, re- old, and a man, or rather mannikin, who, treating to the fastnesses of the Frozen judging by his face, might be in his Ocean, where he is still pursued, although fiftieth, and, by liis back, in his tenth at the greatest peril, by the dauntless year. New Bedford, Nantucket, and Vineyard Mannikin first succeeded in gaining whalemen, who, as the narrator proudly the attention of Caleb, — the efforts of stated, have, time and again, come out Mysie, meanwhile, barely sufficing to reunscathed from the perils under which strain the Baron from plunging over Franklin and his crew succumbed. Many the side of the wharf, in his anxiety to a man now walks the streets of these sea- witness the departure of the steamboat. ports who has conversed with the Esqui- Mannikin, asserting earnestly that he maux last in company with that ill-fated had a “ good conveyance” close at hand, crew.

danced around the group with vehement Full-fed with maritime and oleaginous gesticulations, intended to strike despair lore, our travellers at last embarked up- into the souls of his two ailversaries, who, on the “ Eagle's Wing,” bound down the nevertheless, retained their ground, Vineyard Sound. As the steamer gain- Dave lounging in the middle distance, ed its ofling, the view of New Bedford a grim smile of derision upon his face, was very picturesque, reminiling one of and Youth dodging in with loud offers Boston seated at the head of her beau- of service, wherever Mannikin left a tiful bay.

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passage through the point undefended. islands, though not long, is intricate, re- Caleb, at last, demanding to see the quiring skilful pilotare; and as the boat “good conveyance,” was led away to the passed through the channel called Wood's head of the wharf, when Youth at once Hole, certain feeble-minded sisters were seized the opportunity to rush in, and positive that all on board were bound breathlessly inquire of Mysie, to immediate destruction; and, in truth, " Wher' ye goin', Ma’am? Wher' ye the reefs, between which the channel want to be kerried ?" lies, approach too closely to leave much “We are going to Gay-Head Lightroom for steering. The perils of the house ; but my vasty deep, however, were finally sur- “ Ga’ed Light ? I kin kerry ye there mounted, and the steamer made fast to fust-rate, and cheap too; - kerry ye there its wharf at Holmes's Hole, one of the for two dollars !" two principal ports of Martha's Vine- “My husband has already spoken"yard.

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got nothin' but a weelbarry.” And Ca- ly advocating the idea, Mysie and the leb, returning at the same moment with Baron proceeded houseward. a somewhat perplexed air, corroborated About half-way they encountered Pathis statement by saying,

terfamilias, hastening with Youth toward “ This man has no carriage, but will the barn, and to him Matron at once get us one in a short time.”

recapitulated the affair, concluding with “ But this boy,” retorted Mysie, " says mentioning the stipulated price. At this he has a carriage, and will carry us to Pater turned, with thunderous brow, toGay Head for two dollars.”

ward Youth; but Matron interposed, with “You hear that, ole feller? --- they're womanly tact, – a-goin' with me!” crowed triumphant “ You can do jest as you like, you Youth at disconcerted Mannikin, who know, about lettin' him go; but Dave's nevertheless rapidly proceeded to pile in the barn.” the luggage upon his barrow and trun- “ Dave in my barn! Wat in thun

der's he doin' there? Yes, go, boy,– This coup d'étal was checked by Caleb, go for nothin', if they ask you to, soonbut afterward allowed, upon discovering er than let that "that Youth's carriage was still reposing in

The rest of the sentence was lost in his father's stable, “ jist up here”; and the distance. But Mysie, following her Mannikin was consoled by being allowed guide to the house, felt quite sure of their to earn a quarter of a dollar by trans- conveyance; and, in fact, barely sufficient porting the luggage to that destination. time elapsed for the hostess to possess herThe procession at once set forth, includ- self of the leading facts in her guests' hising Dave, who strolled in the rear, softly tory, before the carriage was anno

nounced, whistling, and apparently totally uncon- and our travellers hastened down the cerned, yet all the while alive with feline lane, and found there awaiting them the watchfulness.

evident model of the Autocrat's “OneArrived at the stable, the travellers Hoss Shay," in its last five years of senilwere requested to wait there while Youth ity; – to this was attached a quadruped went to find his father and “ borry a who immediately reminded Mysie of a wip."

long-forgotten conundrun. At these last words, a “subtle smile, “ What was the first created animal ?" foreboding triumph,” broke over Dave's Ans. “ Shay-'oss.” composed features, as he muttered, — Holding him ostentatiously by the head

" Reckin you'll need one 'fore you stood Youth, the “ borried” whip flourreach Ga’ed Light.”

ished in his right hand, as he invited his The coast clear, Dave became a little passengers to seat themselves without more communicative, expatiated upon the reference to him. dangers and discomforts of the road, the This being done and the seat pretty incapacity of Youth's horse, and the im- thoroughly filled, Youth perched himself probability that his father would ratify upon a bag and valise, which filled the the bargain, concluding by offering to front of the vehicle, and the journey com“ do the job himself in good shape for menced. four dollars,” which offer was held in That ride! The first mile was not abeyance until we should learn the re- passed before the meaning of Dave's masult of Youth's interview with his fa- licious smile, at mention of a whip, bether.

came painfully apparent; for never was In the mean time, a matron suddenly weapon more perseveringly used, or with made her appearance in the barn, with so little result, the cunning old beast falla hospitable entreaty that “the woman ing into a jog-trot at the commencement, and child” would come up to the house from which no amount of vociferation or and warm themselves ; and Caleb strong- whipping could move him.

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“ I wouldn't hurry him so much," in- tact, and quite surprised at the admiring terposed Mysie, her compassion aroused kiss bestowed upon him by his mother, both for beast and Youth. “I don't like while Youth, rearljusting his corduroys, to see a horse whipped so much."

replied with astonishment, "Oh, you see, Ma’aın, he's so used to it, " Clammin'? Wy, clammin's goin' he won't go noways without it; feels kind arter clams; didn't ye never eat no clamo' lonesome, I 'xpect. It don't hurt him chowder ?” none, nuther; his skin's got so thick an' “ N-o, I don't think I ever did,” replied tough, that he wouldn't know, if you was the Baron, reflectively. “ Is it like iceto put bilin' tar on him.”

cream ? " “ Do you feed your horse on oats, “ Well, I never eat none o' that, so I much?” inquired Caleb, gravely, after dunno," was the reply; and Youth and a long and observant silence.

Child, each regarding the other with won“ No, Sir, we darsn't give him no oats, dering pity, relapsed into silence. 'cause he'd be sure to run away; doos Having now passed from the township sometimes, as it is.”

of Holmes's Hole into Tisbury, the road “I don't think you need fear it to- lay through what would have been an oak day,” replied Caleb, quietly, as he settled forest, except that none of the trees exhimself into the corner, in the vain hope ceeded some four feet in height,—Youth of a nap; but Youth was now loqua- affirming this to be their mature growth, ciously inclined.

and that no larger ones had grown since “ Reck’n Dave was disappinted,” said the forest was cleared by the original he, with a chuckle. “ He meant to kerry settlers. A few miles more were slowly ye himself; but soon's I see bim round, I passed, and Mysie began to look hopesays to myself, says I, • Ole Chick, you fully from every eminence for a sight of sha'n't come it this time, if I go for noth- the light-house, when she was stunned by in'.'”

the information, that they were then en“ Competition is the soul of trade,” tering Chilmark, and were “bout halfdrowsily murmured Caleb; but as Youth turned to inquire, “Whossay ?” the bag Caleb, with an exclamation of disgust, upon which he was seated, and upon leaped from “ the shay,” and accomplishwhich, in the enjoyment of his triumph, ed the remaining ten miles, wrathfully, on he had been wriggling somewhat too foot,—while Mysie, wrapping her feminine vivaciously, suddenly gave way, and a patience about her as a mantle, resigned pair of snow-white hose came tumbling herself to endurance; but Youth, noticout. They were at once caught and held ing, perhaps, her weary and disconsolate admiringly up by Youth, with the ingen- expression, applied himself sedulously to uous remark,

the task of entertaining her; and, as a " How wite them looks! An’if you'll light and airy way of opening the conblieve it, mine was jest as clean yis’day versation, inquired, — mornin',- an' now you look at 'em !” To “ Was you pooty sick aboard the facilitate which inspection, the speaker boat ?” conscientiously drew up his corduroys, so “ Not at all." as fully to display a pair of home-knit “ That's curous ! Women 'most alluz socks, which certainly had wofully dete- is,—'specially wen it's so ruffly as it is riorated from the condition ascribed to to-day. Was bubby sick any ?" them “yis'day mornin'."

“ No." " You see, I went clammin' las' night," “ Wa-al, that's very fortnit, for I don't pursued Youth; "an' that's death on blieve he'll be sick wen he grows up an' clo's."

goes walin'. It's pooty tryin', the fust two “What's clammin'?” inquired the Bar- or three weeks out, ginerally. How young on, changing the subject with unconscious is he a-goin' to begin ?”

way."

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