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by a breadth of style and sumptuousness of colour,
his landscapes are always essentially rehned and
full of quiet repose. Mr. Fowler is one of the
most earnest members of the club.
To speak of Phil May in connection with the
active workers of the club is unnecessary for
he rarely, if ever, joined the happy party except
at the annual dinner, at which times he was as
great a part of the show as the entertainers them-
selves. If he had only come to the weekly sketch-
ing parties he would easily have won his share of
the honours, for everyone knows his marvellous
talent, but he did not come, so I have nothing fresh
to teil of him. But I feel my space is going, and
I have only just begun to talk of the men. There
is Tom Browne, R.I., R.B.A., who has lately left
off his captivating Spanish studies to give us his
view of Dutch boys in voluminous trousers and
wooden shoes. His hold on the public equals
that of Aldin, and no matter what he does,
he is always direct and sure, and thoroughly
himself. Lee Hankey, R.I., is well known for
the charm of his persuasively grace-
ful outdoor Bgurework, particularly
where the subject includes children.
Mr. Hankey handles his landscapes
with skill and rehnement, and his
sense of colour is always poetic.
Then there is Montague Smythe,
one of the most artistically rehned
of men, who does exquisite land-
scapes after the modern Dutch
School, bits of delicate colour most
alluring in their reposeful, tender
grays ; and Hugh Thomson, with
his eighteenth-century youths and
maidens, as dainty, as full of
romance as some fragrant memory
from the past; Shepperson's poetic
hgure-work, so deliciously inHuenced
by Fred Walker; F. Newton Shepard's
delightfully decorative water-colour
work of children, with their lis-
some ßgures and wind-blown hair ;
Reginald Jones, with his wonderful
sense of quality in water-colours, whose
autumn effects hold a wealth of
splendour, snatched from hill and
woodland; Giffard Lenfesty, R.B.A.,
with his quietly-digniBed and highly-
rehned landscapes, low-toned and
wholly restful; Charles Dixon, R.I.,
with his surprising contrasts in wide
Stretches of sea, rippling lazily to meet "A Fisn SALE" BY DUDLEY HARDY

the skyline, and again the raging, pitiless waves lash-
ing despair over some hopeless shipwreck; Tatton
Winter, R.B.A., and his truthful studies of
the Surrey Commons. But one could go on
into interminable space in making mention of
the workers at the club. There are the dis-
tinctly humorous artists, such as Starr Wood
with his inimitable caricatures of his friends,
as wellas of himself; Lance Thackeray, R.B.A.,
as clever with colours as he is with pen and
ink; Lawson Wood, with his extraordinary genius
for the prehistoric gentry; and Thorpe, and
Rene Bull, and Frank Reynolds, and Alaster Mac-
donald and many others. But my space is fast
shortening, and I must give a little peep into the
Bohemiaof the club, for these clever artists are quite
as quick at tomfoolery as they are at their sketches;
and the tales of the jollihcations at the London
Sketch Club are most weirdly fascinating. Let us
relate some.
It is at the Friday evening suppers, when the
cares of the day are put well into the background,

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