The verses underneath
the picture are the best part of it:
La Mort glisse en son reve, et tout bas:
"Viens," dit elle,
"L'Amour c'est l'ephemere, et je suis l'immortelle."
The great names--Meissonier, Gerome, Munkacsy, Madrazo,
Berne-Bellecour, Detaille, De Neuville, Rosa Bonheur, Flameng,
etc.--are conspicuous this year by their absence from the catalogue of
the Salon. It is whispered that the reason Munkacsy does not exhibit is
because the administration of the Beaux-Arts saw fit to place the
pictures by foreign artists separately in the Galerie des Etrangers. An
"impressionist" artist-friend of mine--Miss Cassatt, the sister of
Vice-President Cassatt of the Pennsylvania Railroad Company--says that
the reason these distinguished artists do not exhibit any more is that
they are disgusted with the way in which the Salon is conducted by
Edmond Turquet, the present sous-secretaire aux Beaux-Arts, and the
very unfair acts committed in the awarding of medals, admission of
pictures, etc.
M. Jean Jacques Henner's _La Fontaine_ is a true Correggio in delicacy
and clearness of tone. His treatment of the flesh is peculiar, and much
envied by many a Paris artist.
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