Democratic Sentinel, Volume 11, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 November 1887 — PAINTING A PAIN! [ARTICLE]

PAINTING A PAIN!

A New Parisian Artist’s Canvas Story of a ••Rhe lunatic. ” “Tell me, Mr. Wight," asked our reporter of the well-known art connoisseur of the Everett, New York, “is American art improving in character and excellence?” “Viry much bo.” “Do* American i much patronize foreign “Yes. And as they pay the beat prices, their private galleries contain gems of all the modern masters.” “Which are preferred, works of the modern or ancient masters?” “The modern. Historical scenes, real and ideal landscapes, and decided characters in figure are the most popular. “The last time I was la Paris I picked up a very strong bit of drawing, whicn depicted a middie-aged man bolstered up in a much becushiotied chair, his face and feurrouudin ’S indicating intense agony. “His table is crowded with many a physicians’ phials, abandoned bandages* and usedup blisters. Before him a tub of steaming water derisively sends its incense into his face, and the grate fire cheerily blazes in mockery of his unlrapp.nesi His nurse is a type of dismay. ’ “I really enjoy looking at this picture! “I know how the old fe.low feels! I myself was for twelve years a victim of inflammatory rheumatism. Every spring and winter perfect torture twisted me for two or turee months, during which I was often unable to sleep for a week at a time; was tormented by continuous agony, and at one time was totally blind tor a fortnight, the disease having settled in my eyes. I had the best medical skid, used all the most approved scientific specifics, visited the famed mineral springs of America, of Carlsbad and Paris, but every year the same mad fire literally burned me alive l “I often laugh to myself as I think what an old ‘bear’ L too, must have been, when suffering as that old fellow seems to be.” “Aren’t you tempting fate by making sport of your old enemy?” “Oh, no, I fear him no longer. My last tussle with him was over two years ago, and all the agony of the years of remission settled on me then. My physicians gave me no hope of recovery. I had faith in myself, however.” “Well, how did it work?” “The rheumatism was in my case, as in nearly all others, caused by a disease of the blood, probably produced by unsuspected inactivity of the kidneys, for I had never had any pain in them. Twenty bottles of Warner’s safe cure, however, completely purified my blood, and I never have enjoyed such robust health as now. Hundreds of friends in Europe and America have, on my recommendation, used it for general debility, malar.a, rheumatism, etc., and I have never heard an unsatisfactory report from them.” Mr Wight has a personal acquaintance with the best art lovers of Europe and America, and his experience gives weighty testimony to the remarkable power of the celebrated preparation named. “You think, then, Mr. Wight, that there is substantial art development in America?” “1 certainly do, and I have confidence that when the true American idea is settled upon, our development will be both rapid and excellent”