Life of James McNeill Whistler, . umstances have anyonereplace MacMonnies, as it might occasion comment unfavourable tome. Now I consider that one of the rarest of friendly actions, as Iknew he would not have objected to Rodin otherwise. A canny, croaking friend of mine, who hated Whistler and neverlost an opportunity of misquoting and belittling him, dropped in atmy house a few nights after my resignation from the school, quite fullup with croaks of delight that we had fallen out, as he supposed, and thatthe row he had long predicted had finally come. I laughed it off, andafter dinner a famil
Life of James McNeill Whistler, . umstances have anyonereplace MacMonnies, as it might occasion comment unfavourable tome. Now I consider that one of the rarest of friendly actions, as Iknew he would not have objected to Rodin otherwise. A canny, croaking friend of mine, who hated Whistler and neverlost an opportunity of misquoting and belittling him, dropped in atmy house a few nights after my resignation from the school, quite fullup with croaks of delight that we had fallen out, as he supposed, and thatthe row he had long predicted had finally come. I laughed it off, andafter dinner a familiar knock, and who should he ushered in but , asking my mother to play another game of whist. A rather amusing thing occurred in my studio. 11 A rich and spread-eagle young American got into a tussle of witswith Whistler—neither had met before (Whistler, however, knew andliked his brother)—on the advantage of foreign study and life cannot remember all the distinguished and amusing arguments or the384 [1901. MODEL WITH FLOWERS PASTEL In ihe possession of J. 1. Heseltine, Esq. [See page 3561 The Academie Carmen delightful appreciation of the French people of Whistler, or of therather boring and rather brutal jabbing of the young man. At anyrate, Whistler defended himself admirably, always keeping his temper,which the young man wished him to lose in order to trip him up. I sawthat Whistler was bored and tried to separate them, but it had gonetoo far. Finally, Whistler held out his hand and with his charmingquizzical smile said, Good-bye, oh, ah, I am so glad to have met you—on account of your brother ! The year before Whistler died, in December, I went to Americaon a short trip. I hadnt been home for a number of years. Whistlerhad always said he would go back with me some time, so I telegraphedhim at Bath to induce him to come with me. He replied by telegram, Merry Xmas, bon voyage, but I fear you will have to face your countrywithout me. To anyone famili
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