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Show Ij j GibBou's Change. j A year ago Charles Dana Gibson, says v.. i the Broadway, with an income of scv- j enty-odd thousand dollars a year, had decided to relinquish drawing the American girl," flee these burnished shores and hie him to some sheltered ! garret, in tho Quarticr Latin, there to produce masterpieces of color. His de-i de-i parturo was a melancholy affair. For ; weeks the papers spoke with three-bank heads, a journalistic bated breath, of the wonderfid feat Gibson was about to perform, his stupendous ocean-wide JM , trapeze stunt of swinging from Fifth f ' Ml - ( s avonuo to the Rue do la Pnix, from ) drawing the old,, familiar, unchanging ? doop-eyed girl and neuralgic mnle bo-) bo-) ing, to vast canvases of neroic mold. Tho day ho left, all young ladies of a certain ago in New York went to tho dock and wept copiously as Iho groat one was carried oil' on a heartless heart-less liner. Gloom enshrouded the near-art near-art -circles of Now York. And then, tho other day, some one found Gibson quietly quiet-ly walking down Broadway, alone and unattended. He has not changed in appearance j tho only change is a Flight deafness, hitherto not observable, Avnon the subject of color is broached. Still, Gibson has nowhere near given up. He is in Paris now. working hard, he says, and hopeful for the future. Ho has ovory reason to hope, for he is young he was born in Roxbnry, Mass., thirty-nine years ago. |