. Kings of the platform and pulpit ... : personal reminiscences and anecdotes of noted Americans. I became a man. I havent distinguished myself at all as an artist—but I have always been more or less mixed up with art. I have an uncle who takes photographs — and I have a servant who takes any thing he can get his hands on. When I was in Kome Eome in New York State I mean a distinguished sculpist wanted to sculp me. But I said Ko. I sawthrough the designing man. My model once in his hands—he wouldhave flooded the market with my busts- You may possi-It is a kind of way - and I couldnt stand it t
. Kings of the platform and pulpit ... : personal reminiscences and anecdotes of noted Americans. I became a man. I havent distinguished myself at all as an artist—but I have always been more or less mixed up with art. I have an uncle who takes photographs — and I have a servant who takes any thing he can get his hands on. When I was in Kome Eome in New York State I mean a distinguished sculpist wanted to sculp me. But I said Ko. I sawthrough the designing man. My model once in his hands—he wouldhave flooded the market with my busts- You may possi-It is a kind of way - and I couldnt stand it to seeevery body going round with a bust of me. Every body would want oneof course— and wherever I should go I should meet the educated classeswith my bust, taking it home to their families. This would be more than my modesty could stand and I should have to return to America where my creditors are. I like art. I admire dramatic art — although I failed as an actor. It was in my schoolboy days that I failed as an actor. The play was the Kuins of Pompeii. 1 played the ruins. It was not.
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