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'THE VICISSITUDES OF GENIUS. 1 OR "LOOK ON THIS PICTURE AND ON THAT By OSBORNE ALDIS, M.A. The readers of "The Vicissitudes of Fami- lies," so pleasantly written by Sir Buinard Burke, are made familiar with those chances and ohangco so often met with in real life. These, however, chiefly refer to some sudden and unexpected chain of events, which lead from the upper to the lower grade or vice-versa. Reflecting, as it does, the? light and shade of social life among us, it Deal's good comparison with tho twin-sister work, "The Romance of tho Pecrag, These h replete with so many in- stances of fickle fortuue, are tho more interest- ing- because they are absolutely true and por- tray different characteristics in tho time of a-dveiruty or tho giddy height. of prosperity. The vicissitudes of Art Genius" appaal to us in a very different manner. It tells us of a. battle of life against poverty, jealousy and malice. ThtS story is much the same, whether we find genius as the rough diamond or whether it before us in the higher grade of re- fined culture. Singular instances sometimes offer themselves among the poorest classes. If the pictures in the National Gallery at whi<:h wo fix our attention could only f:pc-ak, what revelations of struggling' existence would they not reveal Take, for instance, the great animal painters, among whom Sidney Cooper may claim the chief attention, of a well-earned fame. Who ecuVI suppose that a poor ignorant stable boy should gain a lasting memory in our National Gallery? But so it ig. He was, in- deed, a mere stable boy, who trudged his way from tho country up to London and found PIIl- ployment under the stable-keeper of a weil- kno-wn breweiy. I will endeavour to relate the incident of his fir* step in life, as briefly as possible, as it was related to me by a. leading partner of the old firm. Mr. (afterwards Sir) Henry Mcux was proud of his dnave. As the wealthy brewer crossed tho ya.rd which led from his residence to his office, his pleasure was to inspect his dreys. One day ho noticed several rough chalk drawings. Sus- picion feU upon the young' lad recently em- ployed. In those days tho stable boys s!?pt in tho stable lofts. "I know tho lad, sir," said the foreman. "I'll give him the sack." "No, no," said the master, "send him to me. I'll talk to him." The lad, foarful of dismissal, appeared in tho partner's room. "So it's you, boy, is it, who figures the chalkings on my stables? It seems you prefer that amusement to looking after my hOl''SC'e?'' "I loves them horses, I do,"was the lad's reply. "If you'll only forgive m?, sir, I won't touch that darned chalk not no more "Don't b? frightened I'm not angry with you, but it. seems to me you think of your chalks when you should be grooming my horses. You won't do for m". You'll have to loave. But cheer up, I know soma people who do well with their chalks. A friend of mine dines with me to-night, and (who knows?) you may be. of more use to him than you are to me. 111 speak to him about you; now run away!" The same evening the artist and the- brewer dined together. The dinner was doubtless as substantial as tho brewer. Just as the guest was leaving the front door, the morning's inci- dent flashed across his memory. "The lad is no use to me, but. ho may bo to you. And he doesn't draw half badly. Can you take him?" "With pleasure," said the artist. "I'll give him a trial any way." Now, who would sup- pose, as we stand looking with admiration at that wonderful, life-siz,, work of animal paint- ing-who would guess that the talent which could tinunato from him could claim our atten- tion anki a-fyord us p ea.sure? His good genius had befriended him in oaiiy youth, and never left him during his long iifo, and was in evi- oorwû at the dose of n.inety years. This was a strange incident in almost recent times. In this simple story of the Sftable Boy, tho Brewer, and tho Artist, we find tho secret of true- Social- ism, too often misunderstood or overlooked in the present day. But the good genius of Art cannot always prove her power as a deliverer in tho true sc-nso of the word, but sometimes wo find her as the solo comforter in great adversity. Let us take., for example, the unhappy history of tho firet Earl of Devonshire. Imprisoned in the Tower of London at ten years of age, in solitude and far remote from the tutor's help or genial companionship, his only conversation was that of the warder, whose manner was mostly surly, seldom compassionate. For 20 long years, hearing penclianoe from time to time of the gruesome tale of the headsman's axe As the boy grew up to manhood, a natural comeliness of manner and a characteristic manli- ness, which might. make him a favourite with the peoplo but dangerous to the Thione, was sufficient to roiain him prisoner. At thirty years of ago he was released. Timios had changed and fortune seemed to smile upon him. If he would marry the Queen he might ascend the Throne*. But it was not in his nature to barter his affoctions, even for Royalty, so his life was spared if he would become, a voluntary exile in Italy. Two years later he was secretly poisoned at Padua. Twenty long years in the Tower of London! What a fearful retrospect to tho most stout-hearted, and had not his good "Gpnius" shared his solitary fate, who could describe the fearful conflicts even of such a life, so inured to misery! In this instance tho na/tural disposition of a cultivated mind never deserted him. His fondness and love of Art never left him. It became part- of his ex- istence, and though far removed from all know- lodge of the outside world, let as hope that his good genius afforded such solace as to cause him at times to forget his prison walls. Tho comparison of the fate of tlloaa two youths forms a strange contrast—the one a poor, ignorant, lad, yet possessing withal the rough diamond of genius; the other, a. member of a high family and endowed, as it were with a natural talent, destined to be his silent and only companion. But as to the wide difference of their des- tiny or as to the limits of tho "god genius," which is supposed to accompany every man in the pil- grimage of life, we must remember that even the, gods themselves were subject to the con- trol of Fate, so we must not expect to find good Fortune as the certain attendant of Genius. In the days of Charles II., Sir Peter Lely claimed the lead as the Court Painter of the day. His father s name was Vander Vraas, a military captain. Born at the Hague, at a per- fumer's shop, the sign of which was "The "Lily," he was etyi'ed from his infancy "Da Lys." His good genius did not despise his birth, indeed, it seemed a graceful act to christen him with so fanciful a name. With scanty means, he found his way to England, where by his tact, his fame as a painter soon spread. He made a large fortune and a mag- nificent collection of pictures, and enjoyed his Town House at the then fashionable quarter of Drury Lane, as well as his country residence at Kew. One glance at Italy before we conclude. Who has not heard of that child of Nature—Filippo Lippi—who lived in the early part of the 15th oentury ? Lippi came into the world as a friendless orphan, and at eight years of age was saved from starvation by the Carmelite Order. As a child, he manifested the greatest distaste to letters and learning generally, and seemed capable only of any kind of dexterity with his hands. As he grew up, his nature was so adverse to monastic life, for which he held tho greatest dislike, that he was con- stantly in trouble for non-observance of mon- astic rules, and the penances incurred he would never perform. Perhaps it was owing to this perversity, that he was always known as "Filippo," and never by the peeudo name adopted by each monk. He would daub over all his own school books, and for want of materiai, those of his school-fellows with crude portraits. With such peccadilloes, his life was burdensome and most unhappy. But when the Chapel of the Carmine was being painted by the artist Masaccio, in recreation time he would ee.crete himself and would be found in silent contemplation of its beauty. To be near Masaccio, wae to him a seventh heaven of de- light, to serve him in a menial capacity equally so. When the master painter died, some imita- tion paintings were found in the cloisters. Upon which great wonder was expressed by the monks, who agreed that the spirit of Masaccio had entered the body of Filippo. When this happened, he was now seventeen years of age, a.nd when ho heard this rumour, he fled from the monastery and seclusion of hia youth into that outer world, of which he had no ledge. Shortly afterwards, he and oOine were captured in a beat by a Moo dab ^ary, and were taken captives as slaves to Bar Ho now began to experience tho galling of a slave—most galling to him, whose was full of genius and good nature. De^"head one day by his comrades, he took it into his to draw a full life-size portrait of the Brig Chief. This he did with the use of a charcoal he snatched from the fire. It man to the very life—such a kind of P°r under other circumstances, might havo bee delight. Painting and all kind of Art however, entirely unknown in that country, he was at once taken before the chief, n upon beholding his own portrait, the Filippo as sent direct from Heaven. ? Kayfl opposite view been entertained he migM inflicted pains and worse chains. Luckily so, but at the imminent risk of his own landed Filippo at Ancona. Having Boraes angels in the form of coin, these he oBer jje him, which supplied his immediate wants- was now glad to bind himself to a man W proved to be a cunning and brutal c8 master. Seeing his genius and his 19I1:°r big of life, he shut him up in a room, 6 \l works, keeping for himself all the proceeds- Lippi's soul spirited him away frolD seclusion of the monastery, the thought ox treatment was too much for him, so s great risk of his own life, he lowered hull tb8 and partly fell to the ground. Fortunately, wo taskmaster was a Catholic. The escape ^jg deemed miraculous, and the man expia former cruelty, which was go nearly a judg and was as kind as he was cruel before. ad Gaining some freedom, his fame sPj jjjr rapidly, for one of his pictures was noticed tho Duke of Calabria, who was thenceforth kind friend and patron. Here we have 6ber in these several instances how Genius shews unseen power in every phase of life—a V°(l still and ever to be exerted as the genius" of mortals, and that divine P0^ 0f which raises from the stable to the preeence the King. diet It is now high time to furl our us hope that our short visit to the tr&V court, the monastery, and the lawless br'15 rS. may afford some wholesome and usen' flections as to the Vicissitudes of GeiU

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