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Excerpt from New England Society of Cleveland and the Western Reserve: Anniversary Addresses, and Enrollment, 1897
The third disconnected thread is this: Doubtless many of you recall that splendid series of articles by Dr. S. Weir Mitchell, in the Century Magazine some three years ago, entitled: Charac teristics. One paragraph I wish to use. He describes a coterie of cultured people - poets, painters, scientists and the like, as meeting by chance in one of their homes, and he says they fell to discussing this question: Which of all the callings in which men are engaged bring. Most of aesthetic enjoyment through the occupa tions themselves? And he says that by universal consent they named the callings of the artist and the naturalist. And why? The first paints the glories of God's landscapes in lasting colors on canvas; the second studies the wonders of God's animate crea tion and fixes them upon the canvas of his soul.
Now let me begin to weave the web of my thought on these few disconnected threads that constitute its warp; for these threads, to my mind, directly or indirectly suggest this: That New England farm life, its atmosphere, its snows, its skies, its glorious land scapes, its inherent difficulties overcome only by energy, inevitably created a race of men and women instinct with the love of beauty and grandeur, with the love of God, the love of victory, the love of country, the love of learning, and the spirit of invention that lays all God's forces and materials under tribute to man's brain and hand.
First, then, the love of beauty. When I read what Dr. Mitchell says about the joys that come to the painter and the naturalist, I said to myself instantly Yes, and all those joys came to the New England farmer of the olden times. He had the joys of the painter in far fuller degree, for the former only occasionally amid the glories of God's landscapes studies and imitates and reproduces them; but the farmer on those grand New England hills, was in the very midst of them all the time. Daily he drank into his very soul the glory of God's landscapes, a glory which the wealth of Vanderbilt or Rockefeller cannot transfer to canvas or hang upon the walls of his art gallery.
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The third disconnected thread is this: Doubtless many of you recall that splendid series of articles by Dr. S. Weir Mitchell, in the Century Magazine some three years ago, entitled: Charac teristics. One paragraph I wish to use. He describes a coterie of cultured people - poets, painters, scientists and the like, as meeting by chance in one of their homes, and he says they fell to discussing this question: Which of all the callings in which men are engaged bring. Most of aesthetic enjoyment through the occupa tions themselves? And he says that by universal consent they named the callings of the artist and the naturalist. And why? The first paints the glories of God's landscapes in lasting colors on canvas; the second studies the wonders of God's animate crea tion and fixes them upon the canvas of his soul.
Now let me begin to weave the web of my thought on these few disconnected threads that constitute its warp; for these threads, to my mind, directly or indirectly suggest this: That New England farm life, its atmosphere, its snows, its skies, its glorious land scapes, its inherent difficulties overcome only by energy, inevitably created a race of men and women instinct with the love of beauty and grandeur, with the love of God, the love of victory, the love of country, the love of learning, and the spirit of invention that lays all God's forces and materials under tribute to man's brain and hand.
First, then, the love of beauty. When I read what Dr. Mitchell says about the joys that come to the painter and the naturalist, I said to myself instantly Yes, and all those joys came to the New England farmer of the olden times. He had the joys of the painter in far fuller degree, for the former only occasionally amid the glories of God's landscapes studies and imitates and reproduces them; but the farmer on those grand New England hills, was in the very midst of them all the time. Daily he drank into his very soul the glory of God's landscapes, a glory which the wealth of Vanderbilt or Rockefeller cannot transfer to canvas or hang upon the walls of his art gallery.
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Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Author(s) - New England Society
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ISBN - 9780267564828
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 0.6 cm
Page Count - 43
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Page Count - 45
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