Show Happy Christmas for Aged Artist Finds Fairy Spirit Shines Behind Gloom and Cold of tho the World By CHRISTOPHER 0 a. HAZARD It I 0 T R as S e ever v I 1 and striking his bas 6 cane sharply upon ullon the pavement as os asbe ashe he be strode ode along alone the old man nano was wasn wasa n a figure amid the hurrying Christ Christ- tans inns crowds Ho lie pressed on like a u contradiction of ot the Christmas spirit lie He had bad not far to go KO before reaching reach lag ing the ancient look looking In house bouse that had once known youth and as th the result of his Ills prosperity l but ut which In Its loneliness and aud disrepair hall become become be- be come a u surviving sympathy hi lu liH hi Inter later and adverse experiences There Jie teo could rould sit and renew In memory the events e and associations of days which like pictures In the Ibe gallery gill gal lery of life lite were vivid Id again lignin for a n moment out of ot their tarnished frame They were more real than the pictures pie pic tures that hung upon hU hula walls wall for ItIs It ItIs itis Is the artistic atmosphere of the day dllY that determines the light In which Its lis art shall be bo viewed and these works 0 II of the past had become only memorials to the present to to which he had come conic Dut lint the present realities of the past are as ns helpless as the old ohl- lu nesses of the present to succor fainting mortality and the old artist had to 10 confess on that lint Christmas eve 1 that he lie was not ot only hungry but rather hopelessly hopelessly hope hope- lessly so so It was true that his artistic tlc remains were not wholly despised Mr lavatsky's auction r room om Was as not very far away and there was WOI a 0 dally slaughter of ot helpless pictures there this massacre of ot Innocents their father could not consent to he felt ready to starve first Then certain publishers lend had offered something for fora a set of skeletons but bait In order that they might reproduce them upon a n reduced reduced reduced re re- scale which was Intolerable to his artistic pride So that The Solitary Soil Soli tary Tine whispered to The OU Old Meeting House that It looked n as though they would alt all go down vl fit t tl l c Th The Old Artist Had to Confess Conte That Ho He Was WI Hungry er and The Mountain Summit suggested aug sug to An Evening Sea that It might be better to stoop to conquer There was no token of this last Idea however In the preparations for tor the night that signified the old mans man's In tendon of remaining In and sticking the situation out He lIe had no ear for forthe forthe the chimes that had begun to ring out Theme Thele was DO not a trace of expects tion of Christmas cheer In the determined deter mined expression of the face that was Val reflected from the old mirror They must all belong to the past forever There was another thought on the way though and It found expression that Christmas morning when the artist artist artist ar ar- ar- ar awoke to a rather cheerless environment environment environment en en- to be summoned to his Ida door by the loud knocking of u II avery very rotund florid and ond merry Individual who seemed to have brought his years with him into a congenial and ond friendly ell cli- mate An old friend from a far for country country coun coun- try he took In the state of things at a n glance and as ns quickly decided upon his course of action After Atter the time greetings greetIngs greet greet- Ings and ond the historical recounting were vere over and as a result of this most moat unexpected visitation a 0 number of the paintings that had bad concluded to die were Introduced to 10 a new life lite upon the walls of ot one who had never lost his love lo for them and It appeared that the one aim of their new possessor bad ball been to get them at their makers maker's prices All of which gave to the he oh old artist a new view of the fact that lint while the arts may change hearts do donot donot donot not and a new Idea of the reality which all art strives staves In vain to fully represent the tile reality of the fairy spirit that maven and shines behind all the gloom and cold of the world Ill he hanged banged he be said Bald If It he didn't look jut just like Santa Claus c B. B HIS un N r Union |