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Updated: August 15, 2024


The Court of Flowers we thought well named, both for its planting, McLaren at his best, and for its Italian Renaissance decoration, with that pretty pergola opening out on the scene, Calder's Oriental "Flower Girl" decorating the spaces between the arches. And those lions by Albert Laessle were a fine decorative feature.

He had undergone too much frustration and anxiety himself not to feel for an officer who had made a mistake, although it may safely be said that Calder's mistake was not only one Nelson could not have made, but was the exact opposite of the course which Nelson by anticipation had said he would adopt. He expressed himself in words of generous sympathy.

To Davison Nelson summed up his disappointment in the exasperated expression, " n General Brereton." From newspapers received off Ushant he first learned of Calder's battle, and the public dissatisfaction with the results.

The "Pioneer" is by Solon Borglum. The minor sculpture here consists of A. Stirling Calder's attractive "Flower Girl," repeated in the niches along the loggia; dignified Lions, by Albert Laessle, flanking the three portals; and again Carl Gruppe's "The Fairy," atop the Italian Towers. The Tower of Jewels, and the Fountain of Energy

Silent started violently, and his hand moved instinctively to his six-gun. "Did he say Tex Calder?" "He said no less," answered Shorty Rhinehart, and waited to see his news take effect. Silent stood with head bowed, scowling. "Tex Calder's a fool," he said at last. "He ought to know better'n to take to my trail." "He's fast with his gun," suggested Shorty. "Don't I know that?" said Silent.

For another moment Bart stood whining and staring up to the face of his master. Then he whirled and fled out into the night. In a room of the Salton place, on the evening of the next day after Calder's death, sat Silent, with Kilduff, Rhinehart, and Jordan about him. Purvis was out scouting for the news of Haines, whose long absence commenced to worry the gang.

"I wonder whether he'll write or come." Because it seemed to her entirely impossible that, in spite of her prayer, he should put the letter in the fire and let her go. Surely he too remembered the dear old Pool, and the temple, and the rest! "The fact is," observed Lord Thrapston complacently, "the girl very much resembles me in disposition." Calder's eyes grew larger and rounder.

Calder's rare intellectual fiber, added to his accurate knowledge of his subjects, with his exalted outlook, has placed him among the foremost American sculptors. James Earle Fraser James Earle Fraser was born at Winona, Minnesota, in 1876. His father was a railroad constructor, so that the lad had a good chance in traveling around the country to study the free types and life of the West.

He turned to the pile of letters and looked them through. "There are two letters here, Durrance," he said gently, "which you might perhaps care to hear. They are written in a woman's hand, and there is an Irish postmark. Shall I open them?" "No," exclaimed Durrance, suddenly, and his hand dropped quickly upon Calder's arm. "By no means." Calder, however, did not put down the letters.

He dropped the gun, and as Calder's right arm shot out, it was caught at the wrist, and jerked down with a force that jarred his whole body. "Down, Bart!" shouted Dan. The great wolf checked in the midst of his leap and dropped, whining with eagerness, at Calder's feet. At the same time the marshal's left hand was seized and whipped across his body. He wrenched away with all his force.

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