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Show Master of Memory. It was Whlstlor'a habit to memorize an offoct In nature, and Mr. T. It. Way, In his recent "Memories," gives an example of his cleverness at It. I shall never forget a lesson ho gave mo ono evening. Wo had loft the Jtudlo when it was quite dusk and woro walking along tho road by the gardens of tho Chelsea -hospital, when ho pointed to a group of buildings In tho distance, an old public house at the corner of tho road, with windows and shops showing golden lights through tho gathering mists' of twilight. twi-light. ' . "Look!" he Bald. As he did not seem to havo anything to sketch or mako notes on, I took out notebook and offorcd it to him. "No, no; bo quiet!" ho said; and after a long pause he turned and walked back a few yards; then, with IiIb back to the scone, ho Bald: "Now, seo If I havo learned It," and then ho gave a description of the Bcono, perfect In overy detail of an rangomont and color, as ho might have repeated a poem ho had learnod by heart. Then wo went on, and soon then came another plcturo that appealed tc. mo ovon more than tho former. I tried to call his attention to It, but ho woulc not look at It. "No, no," ho said; "ono thing at a tlmo." In a few days I was at tho studio again, and thero on tho easel was the picture Youth's Companion. |