. The happy garden . with pine cones andbranches, a fire so cheery that it must thaw anddissolve the coldest reserve. The flames fUcker andlick the green needles of the branches, which shrivelinto glowing, red-hot spears, and the sparks goflying ; we throw on logs, and the fire roars andthe cones open crackling. Most of the woodwork is painted walls are white, and so are the door and windowframes, so that you can have the chintzes as riotousas may be. The rosewood spinet adores the flowersin the summer, though, poor thing, it can only tellyou so with half the compass of its not
. The happy garden . with pine cones andbranches, a fire so cheery that it must thaw anddissolve the coldest reserve. The flames fUcker andlick the green needles of the branches, which shrivelinto glowing, red-hot spears, and the sparks goflying ; we throw on logs, and the fire roars andthe cones open crackling. Most of the woodwork is painted walls are white, and so are the door and windowframes, so that you can have the chintzes as riotousas may be. The rosewood spinet adores the flowersin the summer, though, poor thing, it can only tellyou so with half the compass of its notes, and thosecracked ; but it gains expression in the scent thatcomes from the bowl of lavender there by the roundwindow, and it finds company in some of thepictures, old engravings of its period : Cupid stung by a Bee. Bless him ! There he is taking comfort with around-legged lady, who could never understand thewoes of child or man ; and she is almost as charm-ingly stupid as the Curly-headed Family over there : 28. Q UJ Z UJ a,a,<X H<XH wo< J a. LU wI H Jane Admires five bewigged and becurled heads, faces of peoplewho have never seen, never heard, never thought,never felt anything, and always lived as people didin those days—(Do they still ? . . I wonder)—onimitation emotions, imitation joys, imitation hopes,imitation sorrows, so that they are angry and hurt,as such people always are, at the reality and delightof the two putti of Correggio scratching inscriptionswith their arrows. They are hurt and bewildered,just as Sacred Love is hurt in the Titian picture inthe Villa Borghese, by what the Profane Lady istelling her of life. They like the coy maternity of The Duchess of Devonshire better, and theyhave no difficulty in pretending that the nurse isround the corner, scowling, and fearful of the harmthat the Duchess may do The Rt. Honble. LadyGeorgiana Cavendish before Sir Joshua hasfinished. And what they can make of the modernItalian impressionist etching is more
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