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This page satirizes pretentious art-world snobbery through a series of short dialogues. The satire targets wealthy collectors and aesthetes who adopt fashionable artistic opinions without understanding art itself. **Key targets:** - Collectors who value expensive European paintings over American works merely for cost - "Super-aesthetic" patrons who judge art by how it coordinates with interior décor (gilt papering, wall colors) rather than artistic merit - Pseudo-intellectuals who praise etchings and other art forms without being able to explain what they are - Social climbers following arbitrary decorative trends ("of course one must") The humor relies on exposing the gap between pretense and substance—characters use sophisticated language about "soul essence" and "intellectual" merit while actually caring only about fashion and status. The final section mocks Mrs. Verylatest's decoration choices: she acknowledges her choices are ugly and impractical ("I hate the color") but follows them anyway because they're fashionable. This reflects Gilded Age anxieties about newly wealthy Americans acquiring culture as status symbol rather than genuine appreciation.

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144 TINTS FROM THE ART WORLD. ONES is putting the finishing touches upon his academy pic- ture, “That is a little out of your line,” said his studio neighbor, dropping in for a cigarette. “Yes. You see I haven't been mysterious enough in my work. T think that will do, though.” “No doubt. I would defy a congress of Ruskins to make out what it is all about.” “Thanks very much, dear boy.” . . . * ** Have you been to the Art Club exh patron ” of another. “Oh, no, I never bother with American pictures. Why, do you know, I have a work by Gerome in my gallery that cost more than all the pictures in the Art Club put together.” * . . . * . . She had just visited the studio of an artist famous for painting interiors, and she was going into raptures over his work, * Then you think hima great painter 2” “Delightful ! So much feeling. Such good color. His in- sides are just too charming for anything.” . * * . * . * “ What did you think of the Water-Color exhibition this year?” asked an artist of his super-sthetic friend, Mrs. X. “Very fair. Very fair indeed. The pictures set off that di- vine gilt papering in a charming way.” * * ion?” asked one “‘art . . . . . . . Towselhair, who is a follower of Burne-Jones, Whistler, and that sort of thing, is conversing with his lay friend : “You do not go beneath the surface, my boy. You simply look for a pretty subject and are satisfied.” “ But 1 cannot understand ——” “ Of course not. It is not to be expected that you should. At least not yet. Wait until you can appreciate soul essence in an art creation,” “ T throw up my hand.” . . . * . . * “T just think etchings too lovely for anything,” said Miss Gusher, “Do you?” ‘Yes. There is something so intellectual in an etching. The common people, you know, cannot understand them.” “Indeed.” ** Of course not. One must be educated up to them, don’t you know? I think them too delicious.” “What is an etching 2” “Oh, an etching is—an etching—why, how stupid you must be. [ thought you knew something about art.” “+ But what is an etching ?” ‘Oh, dear. An etching is—is an etching. Don’t be a bore.” * . . * . . . Mrs. Verylatest has refurnished her parlors, and is entertaining her first caller. ‘* One is so mixed up to know what to do nowa- days in the way of decoration. I think this pale olive tint is about right for the walls.” “* Delicious.” ‘* T hate the color, but of course one must—” “Of course."* “ Then those curtain things in the doors catch all the dust, and let in all the cold air from the halls, but of course they are the proper—" “* OF course,” “And I don’t see any sense in puttting stained glass in your windows, so that you cannot see out, but of course one must follow—" “ OF course.” Cc. Vv. D. Do our local politicians go to Florida to study the arts of the alligator and the methods of the musquito ? -LIFE- Hutioa! Cuappy, HOW ARE you THIS Sir pown, WHAT’s THE MATTER? Ned (evidently depressed): 1 DID A HORRIBLE THING LAST NIGHT! Horriste! I was IN suCH A CON- bition! Wett, I pon’T KNow HOW IT HAPPENED, BuT IT pap MY LANDLADY! SHE. HE. "Twas only your hat ! Ah! thanks for the toll! Don’t ask for the toll! It was only a kiss ; I wore it like that. Yet gently it stole— ‘Twas only your hat !— Ah! thanks for the toll! Yet it fitted so pat, O’er my love-burdened soul, And it looked, oh ! so droll! — Like a sweet ray of bliss. ‘Twas only your hat ! Ah! thanks for the toll! Don’t ask for the toll! It was only a kiss, D. PW. A SPRING OPENING. Display of Millinery and Ladies’ Shoes, “ comicbooks.com