Leaf the Twenty-Fifth
The Artist's Story
by John B. Williams, M.D.
After a long residence in the country, I returned to New York. The exhibition of the Academy of Arts was then open, and being very fond of paintings, I hastened to visit it. On the very threshold of the door I met my friend George Herbert, one of our most charming landscape painters. After shaking hands we entered together.
I asked Herbert if he had anything on exhibition, and on his replying in the affirmative, I begged of him first of all to show me his pictures. But modest as usual he led me to some of the best paintings, and pointed out to me beauties of detail not usually appreciated by the mass of visitors. He thus passed in review the works of his friends, rivals and enemies, and was equally just with them all. It was not until an hour had elapsed that he placed me opposite one of his own pictures, which was surrounded by a considerable number of ladies.
“I can make no remark on this picture,” said he, “look and judge for yourself.”
The moment I cast my eyes on it, I could not suppress an exclamation of surprise and joy, which made all the persons looking at it turn round their heads. One only remained motionless. She was a lady elegantly dressed in black, and who with her elbow leaning on the balustrade, appeared to be entirely absorbed in the contemplation… Read More