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Updated: May 3, 2025
Perhaps more than any other one person, Cassatt foresaw the approach of the day when New York City as a commercial center would outstrip both in density of population and in amount of wealth all the other cities of the world.
She was caught by the boy's young beauty and strength, and was rapidly training him in every vice and was fitting him to become a professional seducer and "lover." Said Mrs. Cassatt in one of her noisy wailing appeals to Dan: "You better keep away from that there soiled dove. They tell me she's a thief has done time has robbed drunken men in dark hallways." Dan laughed impudently.
Degas has exercised an occult, but very serious, influence. He has lived alone, without pupils and almost without friends; the only pupils one might speak of are the caricaturist Forain, who has painted many small pictures inspired by him, and the excellent American lady-artist Miss Mary Cassatt.
"She's a cute one. What diff does it make how she gets the goods as long as she gets it?" Mrs. Cassatt confided to everybody that she was afraid the woman would make a thief of her boy and there was no disputing the justice of her forebodings.
With expressiveness for her goal and the means of rendering technical problems for her preoccupation, Miss Cassatt has arrived at hard-earned triumphs of accomplishment. One has only to turn from one of her recently exhibited pictures to another painted ten or twelve years ago to appreciate the length of the way she has come.
Cassatt was as poor a manager as the average woman in whatever walk of life, thanks to the habit of educating woman in the most slipshod fashion, if at all, in any other part of the business but sex-trickery. Thus she was helpless before the tenement conditions. She gave up, went soddenly about in rags with an incredibly greasy and usually dangling tail of hair.
They, struggling on in chastity against appalling odds, became the models, not only to Mrs. Cassatt, but all the mothers of that row held up to their daughters. The mothers all of them by observation, not a few by experience knew what the "fancy lady's" life really meant. And they strove mightily to keep their daughters from it.
Van Rhysselberge, one of the few painters to-day who practise pointillisme, or the system of dots, is a gifted artist; so is Anquetin. Miss Cassatt possesses a distinguished talent. As a school impressionism has run down to a thin rill in a waste of sand.
"Why don't you tie up that tail, ma?" said the son Dan, who had ideas about neatness. "What's the use?" said Mrs. Cassatt. "What's the use of anything?" "Ma don't want to look stylish and stuck up," said the daughter. Mrs.
Cassatt saw that his company must without delay take a number of bold and, for the time, enormously expensive steps toward the development of terminal facilities in Greater New York or else forever abandon the idea of getting nearer the heart of the city than the New Jersey shore and thus run the risk, in the keen contest for commercial supremacy, of ultimately falling behind other more advantageously situated lines.
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