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Notwithstanding these apparent defects, Rosa Bonheur stands for something higher in art than do most of her contemporaries.

Intimately associated with George Sand is Rosa Bonheur, in all of whose canvases we find the same aim, the same spirit, the same message, that are found in so many of the novels of George Sand. They were two women who have contributed, through different branches, masterworks that will be enjoyed and appreciated at all times.

The matter is foreign to the man, and is not of him; the manner is the man himself." "Le style, c'est l'homme memo." Elsewhere he tells us what true style is, but I quote from memory and cannot be sure of the passage. "Le style," he says "est comme le bonheur; il vient de la douceur de l'ame." Is it possible not to think of the following?

Louis XV seemed greatly interested with the recital of it; he asked me a thousand questions, and would fain hear the most trifling particulars. "I shall never forget," said Louis XV, "the amazing success obtained by his <Devin du Village.> There certainly were some beautiful airs", and the king began to hum over the song of "<J'ai perdu tout mon bonheur."

The only woman artist in France deserving a place beside Rosa Bonheur belongs properly under the reign of Louis XVI., although she lived almost to the middle of the nineteenth century. At the age of twenty, Mme. Lebrun was already famous as the leading portrait painter; this was during the most popular period of Marie Antoinette1775 to 1785.

Ah! now I understand my father's story! It contains the answer to one of the questions I asked myself a week ago. Yes, I now feel that fame and power are gifts that are dearly bought; and that, when they dazzle the soul, both are oftenest, as Madame de Stael says, but 'un deuil eclatant de bonheur!

Perhaps some great statesman, or some great artist, or some great scientist or philosopher is lying under your heart, and it is in your power to make or mar his development. Perhaps a Joan of Arc, or a Rosa Bonheur, or a Martha Washington will crown you with pride.

Among Bocklin's paintings are "Naiads at Play," which hangs in the Museum at Basel, "A Villa by the Sea," "The Sport of the Waves," "Regions of Joy," "Flora," and "Venus Dispatching Cupid." Rosa Bonheur, Landseer, and Murillo maybe called "Children's Painters" in this book because they painted things that children, as well as grown-ups, certainly can enjoy.

"It is only the picture of a dog," said Soubrette. "I know; but you should pay dog-tax on such a picture did you draw it?" I asked White Pigeon. "Did I! If I could draw like that, would I copy pictures in the Louvre?" "Well, who drew it?" "Can't you guess?" "Of course I can guess. I am a Yankee I guess Rosa Bonheur." "Well, you have guessed right."

Why has Hell been painted as a place of hopeless torture and eternal lamentation? I believe that even in the lowest depths of Hell, the damned sing, jest, and play cards. I am led to imagine this after seeing these men rowing in their galleys, chained to them by fever and wounds. Blaireau, who has only lost a hand, preludes in an undertone: Si tu veux fair' mon bonheur....