International studio (53.1914)

STUDIO
VOL. LIII. No. 210 Copyright, 1914, by John Lane Company AUGUST, 1914

IN MEMORY OF HENRY LINDER: HIS
LIFE AND WORK
BY GEORGE FREDERICK KUNZ
Looking back over the history of art,
science and literature one is often filled with
admiration for the wonderfully persevering self-
sacrifice that here and there we learn has been
freely given by some artists, scientists and writers.
Many among these have been men who, in their
innermost consciousness, have realized that they
were right, and that feeling has impelled them to
produce work which will live. They have usually
been men with no thought of what the ultimate
value of their work was to be, but animated by a
fixed idea, to which they strove to remain faithful,
they have produced works of art, made discover-
ies in science, and composed poetic and prose
works that have won for them a place among the
immortals.
They have been men of ideals, and though
often, indeed, their efforts were crowned with the
higher success for which they strove so single-
heartedly, they failed sometimes—more often than
one cares to think about—to win that popular ap-

preciation which was so justly their due. Perhaps
scarcely a century has passed in which dozens of
such men have not struggled nobly, sometimes
compelled to deny themselves even the necessities
of life, in order to live up to their ideals—in strik-
ing contrast to the idler who suffers because he
lacks the courage to work and to endure privation
at the same time.
Who has not heard of men, say, for example,
like the great Bernard Palissy, who sacrificed
everything he had when his means were entirely
exhausted, and who, when reduced to extreme
poverty, broke up his chairs and doors to supply
fuel for his furnace, so as to produce the glaze on
his pottery that has since made his name famous?
Did not our own Saint-Gaudens receive his final
recognition only after thirteen years of unceasing
toil, while working all that time on his Shaw, his
Cooper and his Sherman monuments? How
many times, during that period, did he remodel his
figures until they assumed that beauty of form and
pose, that dignity of perfect workmanship, which
has since delighted the world? Yet, had he been
taken away at any time during those thirteen
years, no certain evidences would have been found


HEADS AND BUSTS, FIRST TO THE LEFT BEING A TABLE BELL

BY HENRY LINDER

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