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Give the reins to your imagination, now, (a little horse-talk is
appropriate here,) and behold one thousand men and women, of refined
and cultivated tastes, doing tearful homage to the genius of the great
Poetaster--pardon me, Mr. T.B.R., Poet-artist was what I meant to have
said.
From these my critical orbs now wandered to the painting; from the
painting to PUGH, (the astute "engineer" of the "show,") and then to the
painting again. "What drawing!" remarked I. (PUGH smiled, and glanced
approvingly at the audience.) "There is much freedom and boldness in
it," continued I. "It is very broad, rich in color, and--" "In a word,"
interrupted a friend of mine, whose grandfather was a Frenchman, "full
of _chic_!" (PUGH blushed.)
Admirable and truthful, indeed, is the expression imparted by the artist
to the fleet General who suddenly became famous by being Twenty Miles
away from the Post of Duty!
The flashing eye; the close-cut military style of the hair; the fierce
moustache; the row of three buttons marking exalted grade; the vigorous
yet graceful movement of the sword-arm, and the cap disappearing in
the distance, indicative of the remarkable time making by the
"horsenman"--all these are admirable points in the picture, and worthy
of being closely studied by the student of Art.
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