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134 AN ART-STUDENT IN MUNICH.
of terra-cotta,—are grouped with exquisite feeling; flowers
garland them in thick and brilliant festoons, hanging over
their round, smooth sides, passing gracefully through their
handles, linking them all together in one flowery chain.
And bright China-asters make brilliant necklaces round
slender necks of tall ewers, or crown majestic vases as with
a diadem of rainbow-tinted stars. And amidst all sits a
little brown Italian child, of some seven years old, gazing
out at you with large, melancholy, dark eyes, from beneath
his scarlet fez, brilliant as a gorgeous cactus-flower.
And here is the car of the Munich Artists ! Beneath a
canopy of delicate foliage and flowers, upborne at the four
corners of the car by plaster lions, stands the statue of
King Ludwig, brought from the studio of Schwanthaler.
The sun casts an especial glory upon the marble brow, as
the majestic figure, in its regal robes, moves slowly through
the multitude. Below the statue of the king, seated at his
feet, are two female figures,—one typical of Sculpture, and
bearing a model of the Bavaria in her hand; the other of
Painting, with her emblematic palette and brushes. These
figures on nearer inspection we find, though themselves of
plaster, are draped with canvas stiffened as sculptors are
in the habit of arranging draperies for study. The effect
is excellent! The attendants of the car, workmen from
the Bronze Foundry, form an artistic escort, being dressed
in short, loose, and very full, blue velvet paletots, falling
over tightly-fitting white hose. Their heads are crowned
with blue velvet caps of medieeval cut, and they carry in their
hands gay pennons, which display armorial bearings of
scarlet and silver, orange and black, or crimson and gold.
And then the gardeners ! Their cars indeed must not
be forgotten or remain unchronicled. Whoever, before
this day, was willing to believe that cabbages, turnips,
carrots, and beetroots, might be so arranged as to form a
pyramid lovely as if built of delicately tinted shells ! The
of terra-cotta,—are grouped with exquisite feeling; flowers
garland them in thick and brilliant festoons, hanging over
their round, smooth sides, passing gracefully through their
handles, linking them all together in one flowery chain.
And bright China-asters make brilliant necklaces round
slender necks of tall ewers, or crown majestic vases as with
a diadem of rainbow-tinted stars. And amidst all sits a
little brown Italian child, of some seven years old, gazing
out at you with large, melancholy, dark eyes, from beneath
his scarlet fez, brilliant as a gorgeous cactus-flower.
And here is the car of the Munich Artists ! Beneath a
canopy of delicate foliage and flowers, upborne at the four
corners of the car by plaster lions, stands the statue of
King Ludwig, brought from the studio of Schwanthaler.
The sun casts an especial glory upon the marble brow, as
the majestic figure, in its regal robes, moves slowly through
the multitude. Below the statue of the king, seated at his
feet, are two female figures,—one typical of Sculpture, and
bearing a model of the Bavaria in her hand; the other of
Painting, with her emblematic palette and brushes. These
figures on nearer inspection we find, though themselves of
plaster, are draped with canvas stiffened as sculptors are
in the habit of arranging draperies for study. The effect
is excellent! The attendants of the car, workmen from
the Bronze Foundry, form an artistic escort, being dressed
in short, loose, and very full, blue velvet paletots, falling
over tightly-fitting white hose. Their heads are crowned
with blue velvet caps of medieeval cut, and they carry in their
hands gay pennons, which display armorial bearings of
scarlet and silver, orange and black, or crimson and gold.
And then the gardeners ! Their cars indeed must not
be forgotten or remain unchronicled. Whoever, before
this day, was willing to believe that cabbages, turnips,
carrots, and beetroots, might be so arranged as to form a
pyramid lovely as if built of delicately tinted shells ! The