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Show IN THE COUNTRY AND IN THE CITY. The Ogdenlles, who went over the Union Pacific Wednesday, learned that one can be contented In a small town or .village and even on an Isolated farm. Some of the excursionists expressed ex-pressed thanks that they lived in Ogden Og-den and were not so unfortunate as to be compelled to reside in Hencfer or Echo or out on a ranch. While the members of the party were strolling through the streets of Coalville they were Invited to the home of George Beard, the owner of a mercantile establishment, and what they saw made plain to some of the tourists that the secret of contentment content-ment Is not in numbers the size of the town but in the manner in which the mind's activities are directed. There was a man who, after his day's business, went to his studio in a tidy liome and painted. This artist found the hours all too short and he craved not for the company of a multitude or the diversions of a city. He was content to see the creations of his mind tako form on canvas or to copy from nature the wonderful and Inspiring, Inspir-ing, and his paintings proved how great had been the realization of his fondest hopes. Mr. Beard has one painting deserving of a place In the galleries of the most famous works of arL It is a scene on the headwaters head-waters of Green River in Wyoming, where Mr. Beard has found many of his most inspiring scenes. Roosevelt Butte, a mighty castle of stone 2S00 feet high, in a wild and delightfully picturesque country, occupies the center cen-ter of this picture, and lend6 a charm which captivates We presume that there are other artists In all the smaller towns and that Is why the man from the city remains re-mains puzzled in seeking an explanation explana-tion of the complacency of the people he does not recognize tho art or the artists. There aro artists who never wield the brush or pen; there aro country people who see the beautiful, beau-tiful, the grand, the sublime in nature everywhere, and these beautiful things appeal to them as above the artificial in city life, while we cf the larger places waste our sympathies on those who drink deeper at the fountain of soul-harmony and who are.therefore.in a position to commiserate over our fate. |