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llli: LIFE AND LEI IJ'.KS OE
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PREFACE
1^1 1 1", task of sck-rtinn" from such a vast mass of material
as lias hccii Uiiully placed at m\ dispDsal 1)\ iViciuls
and relatives has been no easy one. and I venture In hope
that, so far as I may have (.'xceed(;(l my chity as a MnMrapher,
the interest of the extraneous matter may, in ^oine me.isure
at least, atone lor its admission.
I camiot ade(|uatel)- thank the man\ triends who have so
gener(nisl\- helped m(; with coiUrihutions, or in ailowiu'L;'
me the free use ot their pictures for these l)ai4C's. To
Messrs. ("ira\'es and Son, Thomas ALjnew and Sons,
Arthur Tooth and Sons. 'Ihomas McLean and .Sons,
and the hine Art Societv mv special thanks are tlue for
lihertN' to a\ail mvself of their copvri«'hts ; hut most of all
am I indebted to my father-in-law, Mr. i*. (i. .Sk;j)with,
for his iiualuable assistance in preparing this work for
the press.
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JOHN (iL'ILld': MIL' MS
.Ml-.l.WOOli, IIokSHAM,
July, 1899
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First mccti
to the 1
4 The bii
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cause — ]
CONTENTS
CHAI'TER I.
he birtli of Millais His ])arcnts— Kaily clays in St. IIclicrs-A mother
wlu) educates and helps him — School a failure — The Lemprieres — First
efforts in Art - 'I'he family moxe to Dinan — The Drum-major's ])ortrait~
Return to St. Helicrs — Millais goes to London with his mother- Sir
Martin Slice's ad\ ice — Millais enters Mr. Sass's scliool, and j^ains the
silver medal of the Society of .Arts — llis love of fishiny — Orii^inal
amusement — Me enters the Rayul .Academy — Early successes — .Anecdotes
of the poet Ro;-!ers — William Wordsworth — Oxford's attemin on the
Queen's life — Millais as an .Academy student — (ieneral .\rthur Lempriere
on Millais as a boy — I'oem on students' life— Sergeant Thomas- First
\isil to Oxford — Mr. Wyatt .Mr. Drury — '* Cymon and I])higenia"
"(irandfather and Child' . . . ...
CHAPTER ir.
I'RE-RAI'HAELITISM : ITS MEA.NINO ANT) ITS HISTORY
First meeting of Hunt and Millais — The Pedantry of .Art — Hunt admitted
to the R..\ — They work together in Millais' studio -Rcciiirocal relief —
The birtli of Pre-Raphaelitism — The name chosen -The meeting of
Hunt and I). O. Rossctti — First gathering of the Brotherhood — The
so-called influence of Rossctti — .Millais exjjlains- The critics at sea —
I), ("i. Rossctti — Ruskin — Max Xord;' 'Ihc aims of Prc-Ra])haelitism —
Cyclographic Club — Madox Brown — "The (lerm "-Millais' story .
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CHAPTER HI.
"Lorenzo and Isabella"' — .A jirime joke — "Christ in the home of His
parents"— The onslaught of the critics- Charles Dickens unfavourable --
Millais at work — The ne\, ipajjcrs send him to .Australia — The P.R.B.
draw each other for ^A'oolncr — The bricklayer's o]3inion — The elusive
nugget -" Ferdinand lured by .Ariel" — The ultra-cautious dealer — ^Millais
at the theatre jjainting |)ortraits — His sale of " Ferdinand"-— Mr. Ste|)hens
tells of his sittings for "Ferdinand's" head -Mr. and Mrs. Thomas
Combe Their kindness to Millais -.Millais' letter to the Comlies— His
life in London — The Collins family- Letters about "The Woodman's
v^ Daughter" and "The Flood''— " Mariana" — An obliging mouse- "The
Woodman's Daughter" William Millais on the picture— The -rtist's
devotion to truth— Ruskin on the Pre-Raphaclites — He champions their
£ cause — His unreliability as a critic . . . . .
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER IV.
Millais commenccsY' Ophelia" -Hoinian Hunt, Ciiarlcs Collins, William
and Jolin Millais paint at \\ orcestcr Park Farm — Knrtlicr letters to the
Combes-Millais thinks of going' to the East — Cominenci in'Mit of diary
and "The Huguenot "-Hunt at work (m "The Light of the ^A'orld"
and "The Hireling Shepherd"— Collins' last picture — Millais' idea for
"The Huguenot" He argues it out with Hunt — Meets an old sweetheart
— Returns to Gower Street — Miss Siddal's sufferings as model for
"Ophelia"- Success of "Ophelia"- Arthur Hughes and Millais Critics
of 1852 — Woman in Art — General Lempricre on his sittings for "The
Huguenot'' — Miss Ryan — Miller, of Preston — Letters from (lower Street
CHAPTER V.
1852-1853
The \'oluntcer movement — Reminiscences of Turner — Meeting with
Thackeray — Millais proposes to paint "Romeo and Juliet"— (">oes to
"George Inn" at Hayes— Begins |)ainting "The Proscribed Royalist"—
Arthur Hughes (m his sittings — Millais in the hunting field — "The Order
of Release" — Models for this picture — Funeral of the Duke of Wellington
—Amusing letter to Mr. Hodgkinson — Millais' first expedition to Scotland
— With the Ruskins to Northumberland and thence to Callander — Their
life in the North — Discussion on architecture — Dr. Acland- The Free
Kirk in 1852 — Meeting with Gambart and Rosa Bonheur — Millais' comic
sketch-book — He is slighted by the Academy — Foreboding on the
election day — He is made an A.R.A. . . ...
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CHAPTER VI.
i«53-i855
End of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood — Walter Dcverell — His illness and
death — Holman Hunt in the East — Letters from him — "The Scapegoat"
— "The Blind Girl" and " L'Enfam du Regiment" — Winchclsea —
Thackeray writes whilst Millais paints — An eccentric vicar — .Success of
"The IMind Girl" — Ruskin's description of it. — John Luard — Millais in
Scotland with Halliday, Luard, and Charles Collins — Paris Exhibition of
1855 — The English school at last recognised — How "The Rescue" came
to be painted — Letters from Dickens — Models for "The Rescue" and
criticisms on it — .Appreciation by Thomas Spencer Baynes — Millais loses
his temper and speaks out — Beneficial result — Firemen at work — Letters
from William Allingham — Frederick Leighton . ...
CHAPTER Vn.
LEECH, THACKER.VY, WILKIE COLLINS, AND
ANTHONY TROLLOPE
Millais' affection for Leech — His first top-boots — "Mr. Tom Noddy"—
Millais introduces "Mr. Briggs" to the delight of salmon fishing — The
Duke of Athol and Leech — Letters from Leech- The ghost of Cowdray
Hall — Death of Leech — His funeral — The pension for Leech's family —
Letter from Charles Dickens — Thackeray — The littleness of earthly fame
— Wilkie Cv>ilins — True origin of T/ie IVoiiiaii in U'/ii/c — Anthony
Trollope — Letters from him . . . . . .
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s\\ ectheart
model for
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CHAPTER VIII.
Willais' marriage Life in Scotland-First visitors — A poaching ■ ^cpcr
*' I'carc Concluded" — "Autumn Leaves" — Millais' life in chambers —
Serious war with the critics — He is attacked on all sides -The Tiiiicx
tramples up(m him — The ])ublic supjiort him — • .\L'irochetti — Millais on
I'ress criticism- Charles Reade -Hiith of a son — " I'ot-jMHnri " The
advantages of being |)unctual — "Sir Isumbras" received with abuse —
Sandys' clever skit - Sale of "Sir Isumbras" — Letters from Charles
Reade - " Escape of the Heretic" — "The Crusader's Return "- "The
\'ale of Rest" — The artist's diftlcultics overcome — Anecdotes of "The
\'ale of Rest" and "The Love f)f James L" . ...
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>eting with
" — Ciocs to
Royalist "-
' The Order
■ Wellington
to Sct)tland
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— The Free
illais' comic
ling on the
illness and
^Scapegoat "
linchelsea —
niccess of
Millais in
ixhibition of
icue " came
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illais loses
k — Letters
CHAPTER IX.
The struggle of 1859— Millais seriously feels the attacks made u|)on him,
l)ut determines to tight— Insulted at every turn — Origin of "The \'aIo of
Rest" — The fight for independence — "The Hlack Brunswicker"— Millais
describes it — Dickens' daughter sits for the lady — .Mrs. I'erugini describes
her sittings— Faint praise from the Press — Cireat success of the ])icture —
Holman Hunt likewise successful — Millais' black-and-white work — Letters
to his wife — Lady Waterford . . . ... 335
CHAPTER X.
1861-1867
holiday in Sutherlandshire^ "The Eve of St. .Agnes" — ^ Comfortless
surroundings — Death of Thackeray — His funeral — "My First .Sermon"
— Pictures of 1863 — Paints Tom Taylor's son — Letter from Tom Taylor
--"Esth'M" — (jordon's yellow jacket — "The Romans Leaving Britain"
-Letter from Anne Thackeray Ritchie — "Waking" — In Scotland with
Sir William Harcourt and Mr. Reginald Cholmondeley — Meeting with
Dr. Livingstone — Livingstone in pursuit of salmon — Millais goes abroad
with his wife, Sir William Harcourt, and Sir Henry Layard — He Ijuys
Michael Angelo's " Leda and the Swan" — Memorable evening at "\'illa
Spence"^ — .\delina Patti as a dancer — Makes the acquaintt'ince of Liszt —
They travel with Mario—" Waking" — The Callander shootings — .-\musing
Letter from Sir William Harcourt — Letter to William Fenn — \ deer
drive in dlen Artney . . . . ... 367
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If Cowdray
Is family —
jrthiy fame
Anthony
CHAPTER XL
HOLMAN HUNT
great friendship, and a spur to noble ambition — Cairo in 1854 — The
donkey and the buffalo — A human parallel — The Jewish model, a shy
bird — The difficulties and dangers of life in and around Jerusalem
in 1854.— Adventure at the Brook Kerith— Reflections on life — Millais
must put forth all his strength— .V final tribute . ...
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER XII.
1865 1880
Three historic gatherings — The parties at Strawljerry Hill — Millais' personal
friends — Letters from D'Epine, Liider IJarnay, and Jan \an lieers -
.Mrs. Jopling — Rowe's recollections of Millais — O'N'eil, painter and poet
— Fred Walker — Professor Owen — Robert Browning — Browning on the
art of poetry — \'isit to Marochetti . . ...
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PHOTOGRAVURES
SiK John IIvkkictt Mii.I,.\is, H.-irt., I'.R.A. (from thf auloj^raph portrait in
liic I'llizxi Ciallrrv) ..... Fronth(>ncc
L'Knkam in Ria.i.MKNT .... To fnce page -'40
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ILLUSTRATIONS
Caplaiii Edward Millais. 17(10
lolm W'iiiiain Mill;iis
loiiii Ev.'iiny . .
lary ^Millais (Millais' iiiolhcr)
Jli.'dicspeariaii Cli;iraotor
swl'itiartliiaii Ciiar.ncttrs in a Witness-box
Ii*'li''e in a Hanqiicting'-hall
S(<'ne I'roin " Pi'voril of tlic Peak"
Portrait of .an Okl Ciontleman
allillais, by John Phillip, K.A. .
"rliMitiniif Scene
„L<)vers under a Tree
mketclies made at Lorti's
Till- Benj.amites Seizing;' their Mrides
C'lpi^l Crowned witli Klovvers
Wary Hodtjkinson .
Latfieid House
Hew from Millais' Home, ne.ar St. Heliers
povcr of Millais' Hook on .Armour. 1S45
A Page from .Millais' Hook on .Armoui- .
A Page from .Millais' Hook on .Armour .
Photograph of the first Cheque received by .Millai
Emily Millais (afterwards Mrs. W.illack)
.Title-pane of a Hook of Poems
Pi/;ii-ro Seizint;- the Inca of Peru
%\\\ Drury and .Millais take the .\ir
Study of an .Actor
Cliiidhood
Youth
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Mr. Wyatt and liis (Irandcliild
Pre-RapIiaeliU- Sketch
t'aiiUrbinv Pilj;:rims
The Disenloinbmciit of Queen Matildi'i
Drawuiff for The Germ
Peiuil-ilrawinj; for Ktching, intended to liave Ijccn iist'd in
Mead of I). (J. Rossetti
Lorenxo and Isabella
Orijfinal desivfn for " Ciirist in the House of Mis Parents
iJesin'u for "Christ in the House of His Parents
Cin'ist in tiie House of His Parents
First slietch for " Ferdinand Lured by Ariel "
Ferdinand Lured by Ariel
Pencil desiji'ii for "The Woodman's Daugiitcr"
Design for a picture, "The Delujfe "
Sketch lor " Marian.'i "
Sketches for " AL'iriana " and "The Return of tiie l)ov<
Mariana . ,
The Woodman's Daughter
Opiielia
Design for a picture of " Romeo and Juliet "
The Last Scene, " Romeo and Juliet " .
Tiie Huguenot. F^irst idea
The Huguenot. Second idea
The Huguenot. Third idea. .
The Huguenot. Fourth idea .
The Huguenot. Fifth idea
The Huguenot
The Race-meeting .
Study for " The Royalist "
Millais on the way to paint " The Royalist." By W. Mill
Millais at Dinner. By W. Millais
Millais painting the background of " The Royalist "
Dinner at " The George Inn," Hayes. By W. .Millai--
"Millais' Oak," Hayes, Kent
Tourists at the Inn .
Sketch for " The Order of Release "
Further sketch for " The Order of Release '
The Royalist
Head of a Girl
Robert Bruce .'ind the Spider .
Black Agnes dusting Dunbar Castle
Imitations of X'elasquez
The Order of Release
Lord James Douglas provides for the Royal Household
Bruce at the Siege of Acre
Enter Lord and Lady Fiddledidee
Accepted
The Blind Man
Crossing the Border. By W. Millais
Close Quarters
The Tourist's Highland Reel .
Fishing in Loch Achray
The Genu
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file Romans F.eavinjif Hritain. I.iiu' and Sijiia (Iiawiiijc
|r Tlnmias Arland ....
Wit Day's I'asiinu- . ,
^fsijjfn for fi ( iot hie Window . . ,
illiain .Mill.iis at Work . . t
ilie Itllf and the Iiuhistrions I'ainti-r . .
fhe I>yinj^ Man ....
|irk . . . <
The Best Day's Skelchini,'-
Tflie Countess as Barber
firtiK' .'ind \'iee ....
ayside Ri-fii'shinent . . .
|r Tiionias Aelanil assists .'i certain I.ady
certain L;ulv Paint ini;- . . ,
ijtv.i} -ye-ga . . .
^piiemi.'i Chahiiers Ciray . . .
Waitin_tf .
Retrihution ....
Prince C'liarhe in a Ilijjfhlnnd Farmhouse
The Prisoner's Wile
Tbe ("liiost . . . .
Mike in Shirt plying- his N'eedie
The Si.irt to Aytoiin
Omi' kind Host enters in his Dressing-gown
Catastrophes during Day's Sport
How instantly the A.R.A. outwalked his Companion
How the Representative of R..\. was embarr.'issed with Straps
Hpw we took a Dog-cart
Tf'e Xewly-painted Door
How the Wind distressed the Two Travellers
How C. C. gave out
L^ng John enters into Conversation
Hpw Long Jchn makes anotlier Lo!\g John partake of " overproof
Hpw C. C. forgot himself and Craves for S.ihiKjn-fishint
How on the top of the Coach the Weather was unfavourable
Hpw we Warmed Ourselves at the Steamer Stove
St, Agnes ....
Rejected . . . .
John Leech. Pencil sketch . . ,
Jofcu Leech . . .
Millais Hunting. By Leech .
Millais Fishing. By Leech
The Duke of Wellington, By Leech .
Part of a Letter from Leech to Millais .
Wilkie Collins ....
Enpliemia Chalmers Gray (afterwards Lady Millais). Water-colou
B<^1 in Winterton Church. By John Luartl
M^lerton Church Bells. By John Luard
Slattdles for " Edward C-ay "
Aj|ct Cray ....
Stgdy for Tennyson Illustrations ,
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Rescue . . . .
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THE LIFE AND LETTERS
OF
^R JOHN EVEIIETT MILLAIS
ch.\i'ti;r I.
birlh of Millais His parents — K.iily ilavs in St. Ilcliers A motlicr wlio
tiliicatcs and lielps him — Srliool a failure Tlie Len)i)ricrcs— First efforts in
Ut— I'lie family move to Dinan— The Drinn-majors portrait— Return to
it. Ileliers Millais goes to London with his mother — Sir Martin Sliee's
idvice Millais enters .Mr. Sass' school, and j^ains the silver medal of the
ociety of Arts — His love of fishing — Original amusement — He enters the
Royal .\cadcniy Early successes - .Anerdotes of the jjoct Rogers -William
'M'ordsworth Oxford's attenijjt on the (^)ueen"s life .Millais as an Academy
"^tudent- -C'icneral Arthur Lemi)riere on .Millais as a boy I'oem on students'
Jife Sergeant Thomas— First visit to OxfordMr. WyattMr. Drury —
^'Cymon and Iphigenia'' "(Grandfather and Child."
IT was at Southampton on the Sth of June, 1829, that the
late Sir J, IL Millais made his first appearance in the
Sid as the youngest son of Mr. John William Millais,
descendant of an old Norman family resident in Jersey,
re for many years he held a commission in the Island
Militia. There, according to local tradition, John William
. Millais and his ancestors had been settled ever since the
time of the Conquest. He was a man of fine presence and
undeniable talent, being not only a very fair artist but an
CMellent musician, with command of four or five different
i^ruments. But with all his gifts he was a man of no
. atBjbition save where his children were concerned, and desired
lOThing more than the life he led as a quiet country gentle-
nSn. My uncle, William Millais, describes him as a typical
pM troubadour, who won all hearts by his good looks and
(i»rming manners, and was known in his younger days as
tWi handsomest man in the island.
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JOHN K\'KRKTT MILLAIS
f'83
When (|iiil(: H youiii^' man lie clianccd lo incci an I'ini^lisli
woman of nentlL* l)irth and i^rcat natural wil and ilcvcrncss,
whose maiden name was I^vamy. but who was then thcj
widow of a Mr. I lodj^Uinson ; and, fallinLj- in love with each
other at llrst si^lit. they soon
afterwards married.
Mrs. Ilod^isinson had twn
sons hv h(.'r first husband
llem'y, who hxed a (juiet hfc
anil recently left to the nation I
two of my father's best works;
and Clement, who i^reatly dis
tinL;uished himself as an explorer!
in the wilds of Australia. liii
the oKl days Clement was tli(
j)rinci|)al .\.1).C. of Sir Thomas
Mitchell, and himself discovered
se\'eral t;()ld- fields in Northern j
Australia.
My _i;rand|)arents, John W'illianil
and I'^mily .Mary Millals, at firsij
settled at " Le Ouaihouse," jusij
out of .St. lleliers, where theii 1
daughter I^lmily Mary was born; but later on they re |
moved to Southampton, where iiy uncle William Henry,
and afterw irds my father, were added to the family. Thc\
presently, however, returned to Jersey, where, at the ai^i
of four years, my father's inborn love of Natural Histor\;
— a love that lasted his lifetime — found means of developl
ment. At St. Hellers some choice .sand-t^els offered an easyj
capture. The rocks too abounded with novelties in the shapel
of " slow, .sly thin<>"s with circumspective eyes " ; and at tlK|^
pier-head no end of little fish were waiting- to be caughti
Here, then, was Elysium to the young naturalist. To ontj
or other of these places he sped away whenever he couldf
escape from parental control, regardless of the aclmoniti(»ns
of his mother, whose anxiety on these occasions was hardly!
compensated by the treasures of the beach with which htj
stocked all the baths and basins of the household, or by thcj
advance in learning he displayed in naming correctly every
thing in his collection.
There too. at St. Hellers, his taste for drawing bee* ail
to show itself. Encouraged by his mother, who quicklyl
CAl'IAIN KliWAKIi MII.I.AIS, 1763
(MlI.l.Als' GnANlJiAllllK)
I'loni a iiiiiiialuii-'
i3l
FIRST i:rF()R'rs in art
3
(iiscerncd the boy's special i^ift, lu* tlcvoit'd imicli of" his time
t;) sketching, and was never more liajjpy than wiieii iiis
pencil was thus engai^ed. Hirds and hutlcTtlii-s proveil a
iMcat attraction, hut it mattered little to him what was the
object so loiiL*' as he could express it on pajH-r. Draw he
imisi. and did at every spare moment.
In his maternal |L;randrath(.'r, John Mvamy a dear old
111 in whom he j^reatly admired, mainly because ol his skill
las a fisherman he found a delightful companion ; and one
JOHN W II. MAM MIl.l.AIS (.Mii.i.ais' 1'athek)
III fancy iliiss. Circ. 1870
»t his earliest sketches, done in pencil at eiy^ht years of a^e,
;ives an excellent idea of this old i^entleman engrossed in
n • r • • **
lliis iavourite pursuit.
liut Millais' truest and most helpful friend was his mother,
^vll()se love and foresicrht did so much to advance his aims
tuul ambition, putting him in the ri^ht path from the very
)utset. She herself undertook the greater part of his educa-
tion, and, being more gifted than most women, grounded him
n liistory, poetry, literature, etc., knowledge of costume and
irinour, all of which was of the greatest use to him in his
:ar!;er; indeed, my father used often to say to us in after
rc'iirs, " I owe everything to my mother."
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JOHN KVIvRI'/I'T MILLAIS
[l83>
( )ik: allciiipl was made lo srnd him lo scliixil, l)ul it ciuIliI
in inis('ral)l(' tailiirc. 'riin)iiL;li(»iit liis life rcstriiiioiis of any
sort WLTc hatcrul to liiin — what he would not do for love he
would not do at all so wiicn. after two days at school, iju
master tried to thrash him for disohiidience, the boy tiiniecl
and hit his hand severely — a mistlemeanour for which he wasi
II
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JOHN KVA.MY (Miilais Maikunai, Incik)
l>niHii fniiii life :n tln' a)^v . f eii;!.!
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immediately expelled. A happy day this for him, for hi
mother then resumed her work of tuition, and her metluK
of teaching, in opposition to that of the old dry-as-du>:
schools, led the child to love his lessons instead of hatiiij
them.
My uncle William made an excellent water-colour j)ortia
of his mother, which I am enabled to <>ive here. The reacki
will see at a fiance her strong- resemblance to her boy Job:
Everett, presenting the same clever, determined mouth, m
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MAkV Mil. 1.. MS (MII.I.AIS' MnlMKK)
I'ViiiM a WMIer-colour li> William Millai-., cxecutL' I alium tin- yuar i36g
i
the same ol
for she had
Others \)
John Ever(
aiT.l one of
that he use
wo'-ds, that
jives."
My fathe
ill jersey, 1
ithcin. Am
cuhi'vation
l.cinpriere,
I Lciiipriere,
j Manor, wa^
i\er\-one w
haiulsome ii
kindliness o
e.^ree of (
ntiniately \>
ather, they
welcome at
ime, and, a
o appreciat
' enipriere, (
dd, fiu-ures
hat name, j
Roselle, ii
nd amusem
(■ Hked in j:
he j)ark wa5
I'eat delio'ht
at(,'--repres(
reatures tha
iiipressed hi
fe. aroused
far]\- davs ai
■Vly father'
;f eio-hty — w
"nally at Wi
n ^he door
h' also me
1' •! and the
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EARLY DAYS
Ithi same observant eyes. Xor did the resemblance cud here,
for she had also the same j^reat love of paintinL^" and music.
Others beside his mother very soon bej^an to see that little
I John Everett [)ossessed real ijenius, not mere ordinary talent;
aivl one of his uncles was so much impressed with this idea
{that he used tre(|uently to say to his children, " Mark my
\V()''ds, that boy will be a very oreat man some day, if he
lives."
My father never forgot the good friends of his early days
lin jersey, but cherished a lasting affection and regard for
Ithcin. Amongst those most anxious to help in the early
ivation of his talent was a charmin<>- family named
Lempriere, then resident in the islarid. Philip Raoul
Lempriere, the head of the house and Seigneur of Roselle
JManor, was a man whose personality made itself felt iiy
iveryone with whom he came into contact, his strikingly
ttiandsome appearance being enhanced by the dignity and
aiidliness of his manner ; and the same might be said in
Beuree of everv member of his familv. lo know them
intimately was an education in itself; and, happily for my
father, they took a great fancy to him, making him ever
kvelcome at the house. There, then, he spent much of his
lime, and, as I have heard him say, learned unconsciously
to appreciate the beauties of Nature and Art. General
Lem])riere, one of the grandsons of the Seigneur, I may
idd, figures as "the Huguenot" in the famous [)icture of
[hat name, painted in 1852.
Roselle, in a word, proved an endless source of interest
ind amusement to the juvenile artist. He could fish when
le liked in ponds well stocked with perch and tench, and in
[lie j)ark was a fine herd t)f fallow deer, in which he took
• reat delight. A drawing of his — perhaps his best at that
ate — represents the tragic end of one of those beautiful
IreatLires that he happened to witness. The circumstance
iiipressed him deeply and, as he (jften remarked in after
|te, aroused in him the sj)irit of the chase, even in those
larly days and amidst such calm surroundings.
My father's cousin. Miss Benest- a wonderful old lady
\i eighty — writes: "When he was only four he was con-
iiuiMJly at work with pencil and paper, and generally lay
>n 'he floor covering sheets with all sorts of figures."
fh'. also mentions, as significant of the frank and open
HIV! and the zeal for truth that he retained to the end of
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his davs. that "when he did anvthinof on a larger scale he
used to come to my father, throwing- his arms round hi>l
neck in his affectionate manner, sa\int4', ' Uncle, fou do not
always praise me as the others do ; you show mc the fimltsy
His brother William was exceedinolv clever, but withouti
SHAKKSPKAKIAX CHARACTKK
Original drawing liy Alillais at the age of 73 years
the same application and industry. As a younj^ man li:
possessed a remarkably fine tenor voice, and a good tern
being as rare in those days as it is now, Mario, after heariiiJ
him sing, urged him strongly to go on the stage, saying hi
would make his fortune. But this was far from his idea of
happy life. He had no ambition to walk the boards, bi|
sang because he loved it, and painted for the same reasorf
REMOVAL TO DINAN 9
L(;comin!:4 ultimately well known as a water-colour landscape
artist. His unselfish admiration for my father Unew no
l)()unds; he was always helping" and taking care of his
vouncjer and more delicate brother, and did much bv his
cheery optimism and consummate tact to alleviate the hard
knocks and petty worries that assailed the youn^" painter
whilst struooling to make a name.
In iS^s the familv removed to Dinan, in l^rittanv, where
a new interest awaited the budding' artist, then in his seventh
Itefi
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HOGAKTHIAN CHARACTKKS IN A WITNKSS-I'.OX
Ori.Liinal study of expression
he wriunu on thu drawnii; is
tliMl of tl
lu aitisi s niotlRf.
[year. The poetry of the place, as expressed in its fine
[mediaeval architecture and interpreted b)- a loving mother,
[look a great hold upon his imagination, setting his pencil to
Iwork at once ; but joy of joys to the juvenile mind were
the gorgeous uniforms of the French officers stationed in
h(- neighbourhood. (X this period William Millais sends
bic some interesting notes. He says : " I well remember the
time we spent together at Dinan, where our parents resided
r two years. We were little boys and quite in .eparable,
Ik six vears old and I two vears his senior. Our t-reatest
ght was to watch the entry of regiments as they passed
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['«35
throui^h the town to and from Ikest. and these occasions
were of frequent occurrence. The roll-call ^i^enerally took
place in the Place aux Chaines, and each soldier on beino
disljanded was presentetl with a loaf of black bread, which
he stuck on the point of his bayonet and then shouldered
his rifle. We usually sat under the tillciils of the Placj;
du Guesclin, on a bench overlookinof the soldiers and awav
from the crowd. On one occasion we noticed an enormous
taniboiU'-iiiaJenr, literal!)- burnished with j^old trappings, wear-
in<>- a tall bear-skin and flourishing a huoe irold-headed canf
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MKI.KK IN A l;ANgUKTlM;-HAl,L. 1838.
to the delioht of a lot of little oamins. Jack at once pro- 1
duced his sketch-book and pencil, and proceeded to jot down
the Lriant into his book. \\'hilst this was Qfoinnr on we wert 1
not aware that two officers were silently creepin<»- towards us.
and we were quite awed when they suddenly uttered loudi
ejaculations of astonishment at what they had seen, for they
had evidently been witnesses of the last touch made upoiil
the drum-major. They patted the little artist on the back, I
gave him some money, and asked me where we lived. Our|
house was only a stones-throw off, so we took them up into
the drawing-room, and they talked for some time with riyi
father and mother, urging them most seriously to send the]
child at once to Paris, to be educated in the Arts.
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RETURN TO ST. HELIERS
1 1
■' The officers tO(jk the sketch hack to Ixirracks with them.
aiiel showed it in the mess to their brothers in arms. N(^ne
ot them coukl believe that it was the work of a boy of six,
so bets were taken all round ; and one of them went to fetch
lilile Millais, to prove their words. In fear and trembling- he
came, and soon showed that he really had done the drawing'
by making-, then and there, a still more excellent sketch — of
the colonel smoking- a cigar. Those who lost had to ^ive the
others a dinner."
SCKXK TKOM "I'KVKKII, OK THK PKAK. 1341
This is tht must elalior.'ile worl; cif Milliiis' early years
Leavino; Dinan in 1S37, the family aoain went back to
u. Heliers for two or three years, where Millais received
liis tirst instructions in art from a Mr. Bessel, the best
lirawino-master in the island. Art was not taught then as
t is now, so the boy's originality was curbed for the while
n' having to copy Julien's life-sized heads. In a very short
inic, however, the drawing-master told his parents that he
tould teach their boy nothing more ; the spontaneity of his
Ivorl: was so marked that it was a s'n to restrain it, and that
|he\ ou<>;ht to take him at once to London and give him the
i(-r; best tuition to be had there. To this excellent counsel
kai idded that of the Lemprieres and Sir Hillgrove-Turner,
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JOHN KVKRETT MILLAIS
[1838
then governor of the island. Next year, therefore, thev
started for London armed with an introduction to Sir Martin
Archer Shee, i-. r.a., and coachini;- from Southampton they
fell in with Mr. Paxton (afterwards Sir J()sej)h Paxton). ol
whom William Millais writes: "During the j(jurn(,'y Mr.
Paxton fell asleep, and Jack at once went for him and jjjot
him into his book, lust as he had fmished the sketch Paxton
awoke, and, seeing what had been done, was so astonished
that he entered into conversation with my mother, which
resulted in a letter of introduction to the Presitlent of the
Society of Arts, Adelphi, where my brother afterwards
went."
Their first visit in London was naturally to Sir Martin
Archer Shee, and this is what they heard from him tht
moment they explained the object of their call : " Better
make him a chimney-sweep than an artist ! " Put Sir Martin
had not then seen the bov's drawings. When these werei
produced he opened his eyes in astonishment, and could
hardly believe that they were the production of so childish a
hand. At last his doubts were set at rest by little Millais;
sitting down and drawing the P"ight of Hector and Achilles
and then with ecjual emphasis he recalled his first remark,
and declared that it was the plain duty of the parents to fit|
the boy for the vocation for which Nature had evidenth |
intended him.
That settled the matter. To the lad's great delight leav(
was obtained for him to sketch in the British Museum, whertj
for several hours a day he diligently drew from the cast ; andf
in the winter of 1838-39 a vacancy was found for him inl
the best Art academy of the time — ^a preparatory school at |
Bloomsbury. kept by an old gentleman named Henry Sass.i
a portrait painter of repute, but whose works had failed ti i
catch the fancy of the public. Several of Millais' school |
fellows there are still living, and remember him as a smalij
delicate-looking boy, with a holland blouse and belt and
turn-down collar. Here he was in his element, drawing ancil
painting most of the day, and spending all the time he coulc
spare in outdoor pursuits.
At Mr. Sass', as at most of the schools of that day, i|
good deal of bullying went on, and one of the students (.|
big, hulking, lazy fellow, whose name I suppress for reasoni
which will presently appear) took a special delight in makinj
the boy's life a burden to him. This state of things reachej
i w]
A RI\^\L'S REV^ENGE
13
incl got
boys wh(
Faxton
onished
, which
1
: of the
crvvards
>
Martin
him the
" Hcttcr
r Martin
t
ise were
id could
:hildish a
I
e Millais
Achilles:
¥
remark, \
nts to fiij
evideiulyj
vht leav(
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m, vvherf;
!
:ast ; and
r him iii^
school au
/\
iry Sass.i
failed t(|
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',
a smallJ
dt and a|
':
wini^ am;^
he couki
a rlimax when, at the ai^e of nine, young Millais gained the
silver medal of the Society of Arts, for which this youth had
aiso competed. The day following the presentation Millais
turned up as usual at Mr. Sass', and after the morning's work
was over, \\. (the bully), with the help of two other small
boys whom he had comi)elled to remain, hung him head
i
PORTRAIT or AN OI.D OKNTI. K.MAN
Drawn :it tlic age nf liiiie
lownwards out of the window, tying his legs up to the iron
)t the window-ouards with scarves and strings. There he
lun^ over the street in a position which shortly made him
iiK onscious, and the end might have been fatal had not
[on,- passers-by, seeing the position of the child, rung the
p.
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JOHN KVKKKTT MILL A IS
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d(K)r-l)cll ;iik1 secured his inimcdiatc release. Almost iminc-
diately after this II. l(;ft tlie school possibly to avoid e.xpiil-
sioi — and failiiiLi' as an artist, hut bein<^ stronj; and of i^nxxl
physicjue, he became a prolessional model, and, curiously
enough, in after years sat to my father for several of his
pictures. Lventually, however, he took to drink and came
to a miserable cm\, leavini^" a wife and several children abso-
lutely destitute.
Of the (occasion on which Millais received his hrst medal,
William Millais, who was present, says : " I shall never
forget the IVize-dav at the Societv of Arts when my brother
had won the silver medal for a l.u'ge drawing of 'The Battle
of Bannockburn.' He was then between nine and ten years
of age, and the dress the little fellow wore is \'ividly before
me as I write. He had on a white plaid tunic, with black
belt and buckle ; short white frilled trousers, showing bare
legs, with white socks and patent leather shoes; a large white]
frilled collar, a bright necktie, and his hair in golden curls.
"When the Secretary, Mr. Cocking, called out ' A/f. JohnI
P^verett Millais,' the little lad walked up, unseen by hisj
Royal Highness the Duke of Sussex, who was living thel
prizes, and stood at his raised desk. After a time the IJukei
observed that 'the gentleman was a long time coming up,'
to which the Secretary replied, 'He is here, your Royalj
Highness,' The Duke then stood up and saw the boy, and,i
giving him his stool to stand upon, the pretty little goldenj
head appeared above the desk.
" Unfortunately the Duke, being weak as to his eyesight,!
could make nothing of the drawing when it was held up toj
him, in spite of trying various glasses ; but he was assured!
that it was a marvellous performance. He patted niyl
brother's head and wished him every success in his profes-
sion, at the same time kindly begging him to remember th.i:,
if at any time he could be of service to him he must noij
hesitate to write and say so. It so happened that Jack dicj
avail himself of this kind offer. We had been in the habitj
of fishing every year in the Serpentine and Round Pond byj
means of tickets given to us by Sir Frederick Pollock, theiij
Chief Baron ; but a day came when this permission waJ
withheld from everyone, and then my brother wrote to tlitf
Duke's private secretary, and we were again allowed to tisij
there. "
"In those days the Round Pond at Kensington was
MIM.AIS, I!V (OH\ PHII.I.IP, R.A.
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l,i . (iiirite re
,1 ann^cd ir
I- 'lulon la
rushes, and
I inTc was
jii^cnilc; an
to do so ii
rei'ds. W't
Indford Scji
in Oxford ;
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and probabl)
the envy of
denied. As
perch, and n
I to us in tho!
My uncle j
ments in wh
I fond of "ph
"In 1838-
Sqiiare. I 1
I but my brotl
delicate as a
my mother, a
gre;it reader.
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HOMK LIFI-:
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ta»<)iirito ri'sori of ours. It was not llicii, as uc sec ii now.
ill "anjLjcil in a circK.', and tricked out with all tlic liiuT)' of a
L 'niion lal\(j. 'I'hc sliort-s were iViiit^fil with lla^s and
riidies, and here and there were little l)ays with water-lilies.
Tiicri' was plenty of honest I''nj.?lish nuid too, in which the
jiiu'iiile angler could wade to his heart's content, and had
to do so in order to ^et his lini; clear of the surrounding"
rccils, W'v. us(xl to iranip to and from tht; neiohhourhood of
indford Scjuare. l)U\iiist'
portrait Sir Charles Eastlake, I'.K.A., painted in ' The Brigand,' and who afterwaid!'
married my sister, was the model for ' l^izarro.' My father was the priest, and also
sat for other figures in the picture."
iS.,;|
AI niK ROYAL ACADKMV
'9
\. iithfiil )4''nius from wlioni ^rcat tliin,L;s were to Ix' ('Nprrtcd;
i.ur, ;is llu' smallest and yoimi^csi iiR'ml)''r of* the commiiiiit) ,
he had to "Ian.' tor all thai, and was i^ciicrally told oti i<»
letch pics and stout lor liis teliow-stiulents wliilst tliey were
.It work.'*
When he receive«l the '-old medal ol the Roval Academv
many famous men took notice of him, ami notai)l\' Rollers.
ihe i)oet, whose hrilh.mt breakfast -p.u'ties are now matters of
•■ "in. "(
'»K>i '
r
4.
I.''
M
It-
I.OVK SC'KNK. \V:ilLr-Dil.Mii
iS4er arri\ed he would sav to his servant.
" Thomas, bring down that volume of my celebrated poems!'
He took an almost parental interest in IVIillais, though
occasionally treating him with a severity that bordered on
the comic. My father hated sugar in his tea, and on more
than one occasion openly expressed his dislike. " Thomas,
the poet would say, "put three lumps of sugar in Mr.
Millais' tea ; he ought to like sugiir. He is too thin."
Rogers had an MS. missal of great value, of which he
was vastly proud. One day litde Millais picked it up td
show it to a young lady. " Boy," roared Rogers from the
other end of the room, almost suffocating himself as he
slipped down into his chair, "can't you speak about a book
without finoering it? How dare vou touch my missal ! "
One day a poor-looking man, apparently a country clergy-
man, dressed in a shabbv tail-coat, came to thank Rogers for
hospitality before leaving town. As the departing guest
vanished through the door, after shaking hands with the
little artist, the poet turned to Millais, who was standing
near, and said in solemn tones, " Boy, do you know who that
was.'* Some day you will be proud to say that you once met!
William W^ordsworth."
In 1895 Mr. Gladstone and my father were the only sur-|
vivors of these famous parties. A singular circumstance
was that though my mother, who was then a young girl, used;
frequently to breakfast at Rogers' house, yet she and my:
father never met there.
Referring to these early days, William Millais says : " Wt|
were brought up as very loyal subjects, and our chief deligbtj
was to o-o to Buckinoham Palace to see the Oueen and thti
Prince Consort start off up Constitution Hill for their dailyl
drive. On one memorable occasion, when we were the only;
people on the footpath, and had just taken off our caps as|
the Royal carriage passed, feeling proudly happy that lierj
Majesty had actually bowed to us, a sudden explosion was
heard, and then another. My father, who had seen what hadl
caused them, immediately rushed away from us and sei/.ecl|
\
a man who
him till sor
This man m
wards prov
atciv to ex,
two bullets,
imibrellas, i
As a boy
degrees anc
1 build up th(
ill the later
creed he lo:
less experie
sity for a m
life, and tha
which all th
I o him the
gun he coul(
greatest att
could afford
and (except
he went for
the work tht
would interf
remember,
hard work h
ing him a s
August and
size on one
privately th;
induce him
But to tra(
the days of
he and my u
started at da
back for a d;
a great delig;
"Ot lend itse
fashion, play(
j .yame at Lon
I the days wl-
I cricket field,
I made on the
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HIS LOVE OF FISHING
21
a man who was just inside the railings of the park, and held
him till some of the mounted escort came to his assistance.
This man was Oxford, who had fired at the Queen, and after-
wards proved to be a lunatic. Of course we went immedi-
ately to examine the wall, and there saw the marks of the
two bullets, which in a few days, with the aid of sticks and
umbrellas, had multiplied considerably."
As a boy Millais was extremely delicate, and only by slow
decrees and constant attention to the laws of health did he
build up the robust constitution it was his privilege to enjoy
in the later years of his life. It was part of his creed — a
creed he lost no opportunity for impressing upon younger or
less experienced artists — that good health is the first neces-
sity for a man who would distinguish himself in any walk of
life, and that that can only be had by periodical holidays, in
which all thought of business affairs is resolutely cast aside.
To him the breezy uplands of the North, where with rod and
gun he could indulge his love of open-air pursuits, offered the
greatest attraction. Every year, therefore, as soon as he
could afford it, he took a shooting or a fishing in Scotland,
and (except on rare occasions) in the first week of August oft
he went for a three months' holiday, no matter how important
the work then in hand, or how tempting any commission that
would interfere with his plan. One instance of this I well
remember. Towards the close of a season of exceptionally
hard work he got a letter from an American millionaire offer-
ing him a small fortune if he would cross the Atlantic in
August and paint the writer, his wife, and three children life-
size on one canvas. But he declined at once, remarkino-
privately that the subjects were not interesting enough to
induce him to give up his holiday.
But to trace his history as a sportsman I must go back to
the days of his pupilage, when during the summer holidays
he and my uncle William (himself an expert fisherman) often
started at daybreak and walked all the way to Hornsey and
back for a day's fishing in the New River. Cricket too was
a great delight, and though the latitude of Gower Street did
not lend itself to progress in the art, they practised after a
fashion, played when they could, and assiduously studied the
game at Lord's every Saturday in the season. That was in
the days when the top-hat aftliction permeated even the
j cricket field, as shown in a sheet of my father's sketches
ma 'e on the ground about this time. Lillywhite is seen
J*!
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i.
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22
JOHN EVKRETT MILLAIS [.839-1X4:
I
there in all his i^lory as the lirst cricketer of the clay, his
aniazino' heacl-^ear jjossihl)' addiiiL;' to the awe and admiration
with which he was regarded hv voliit'" and aspiriiiLi" i)lavers.
A letter from William Millais is perhaps worth (|ii()tin^" as "
showini^- the straits to which he and his brother were put in
their determination to master " I^ni^iand's oame," and how
they encountered and overcame them. He sa\s : " We used
to have fictitious matches under the studio in Ciower .Stre( t 5
:\^C/^, t.^^^1.
SKKTCHKS MADK AT LORDS, 1843
Witli portraits i>f tliu famous cricketers, l.illj white aiul Minns
where there was a sort of small fives-court, by the light of a
feeble <>"as-burner. We imitated the stvle of the ureal
bowlers and batters of that dav. If the ball hit certain
parts of the wall it was a catch, and certain other part>
denoted a ninnber of runs. We kept a perfect score, and
alternately batted and bowled. These matches used to l;isi
three or four davs; it was ureat fun. Our cricket enthusiasm
took us to Lord's two or three times a week, and we knc w
the style of every player."
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24
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[•«3'
;
On this period of Millais' life an old fellow-student is good
enonu^h to send me the follovvini^ note: "The Sir John 1^.
Millais of Presidential days was a very different person from
the lad of thirteen whom, in the autumn of 1843, I encountered
CUPID CKOWNEU WITH KLOWKRS.
Millnis' first picture in oils
at the Royal Academy, when, with a host of probationers (th;it
is, students of the Academy on trial), I entered the Antiqiie
School, and was greeted with shouts of 'Hallo! Millais;
here is another fellow in a collar,' These cries came from
the older students assembled and drawing from the statues,
busts, and what not. Their occasion was myself, then just
1845J
iijj )!! fiftec
should wej
falling coll
j Millais' mo
] uicl much
' which, witl
made
nm
cn(;s ceasn
ii^ditly and
as 1 have
cloth belt,
crossed the
He walked
on his hee
went on w
diligent M
Academy, i
i scended fro
Antique, su
like the por
qu^jstion, by
devil ' and
After bt'ing
I about that o
Jihaii five fe(
aaii air of in
i he greeted i
:: humility as
J trankly gav(
i that, long be
'■■ cal skill in d
' Winner of th
J h(.)nours) ha(
])upil in Sas
or • Museum
to-be.
' Abound
impishness,
Millais was
-of the big
n 1S43-44.
Jacc Harri
[i«39- ■ 1845]
AS AN ACADEMY STUDENT
25
e
u\:)on fifteen years old, who it was in\' mother's pleasure
should wear on the shoulders of his short jacket a white
f;iliinL;" collar some four inches wide. It so happened that
Millais' mother had a similar fancy, and that bein«'" vouni>er
,uh1 much smaller than I his collar had a goffered edoinij,
which, with his boyish features, lij^ht, lon^, and curling hair,
made him appear even younger than he was. Upon the
cries ceasing, there arose from the semicircle of students a
lii^^htly and elegantly -made xouni^ster wearing;' such a collar
;is 1 have described, a jacket leathered at the waist with a
cloth belt, and its clasp in front. With an assured air he
crossed the room to where 1 was standinsj^ amont>' the arrivals,
lie walked round me, inspected me from head to foot, turned
on his heel without a word, stepped back to his seat, and
went on with his drawino". It so happened that the ever-
diligent Millais, though much further advanced in the
Academy, and a student in the Life antl Painting, conde-
scended from time to time to work among the tyros from the
Antique, such as I wis. At that time he was exceedingly
I like the portrait which was painted of him about the date in
[question, by (I think) Sir E. Landseer ;* but there was more
devil' and less sentiment in the expression of his features.
After being inspected, I settled to my work, and forgot all
[about that ordeal till I found Millais, who was then not more
th.in five feet two inches tall, standing at my side, and, with
an air of infinite superiority, looking at my drawing, which
he greeted in an undertone as ' Not at all bad.' With such
humility as became me I asked his advice about it, and he
frankly gave me some good counsel. I ought to have said
that, long before this, I had heard of his extraordinary techni-
Ical skill in drawing and painting, and I reverenced him as the
Iwinner of that silver medal which (the first of his Academical
jhonours) had fallen to his lot not long before ; but he being a
[pupil in Sass's school and I a student in the British Museum,
jor * Aluseumite,' so called, I had not come across the P. R.A.
|to-be.
Abounding in animal spirits and not without a playful
jimpishness, being very light and small even for his age,
jMillais was the lively comrade — 1 had almost said plaything
-ot the bigger and older students, some of whom had, even
in 1S43-44, reached full manhood. One of the latter was
Jae ; Harris,' a burly and robust personage, a leader in all
"■''■ The painter was John Phillip, K..\.
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26
JOHN EVKRETT MILLAIS
[««39-
thc i'cuts ()( strcni^tli which then ()l)taincd in the schools, aiu!
the same who sat to Millais in i(S48-49 for his exact jjortniit |
as the elder brother who kicks the doj^- in the picture ol
'Isabella' now at IJverpool. Profoundly contrasted as in
every respect their characters were, Millais and 'Jack Harris
were comrades and playfellows of the closest order at the
yXcademy. I*"or example, 1 remember how, because sonu
MARV HOIK'.KIXSON
Wifi; of the artist's half-brother. C/rc. 1S43
workmen had left a tall ladder a_i>ainst the wall of the school.!
nothing" would do but on one occasion Harris must carryf
Millais, clinging" round his neck, to the top of this ladder]
It so happened that just at the moment the door of the rooni|
slowly opened, while no less a person than the keeper enterec:[
and took up his duties by teaching the student nearest tht
entrance. Discipline and respect for Mr. George Jones [tlitj
master at that time] forbade Harris to come down the ladderj
POKM ON STUDENTS' LIFK
27
and his safety forlxulc Millais from Icttii
«'•()
liis hoUl.
Doubtless the keeper saw the chlemma, for, without noticiii!^
the culprits, he hastened his proj^ress round the room and
left it as soon as niij^ht he, but not before Millais was tired
of his lofty position."
The followin!4" lines (discovered amongst m\ father's
papers) affortl an amusinsj^ insight into the ways and doinj^s
of Academy students at that period. The writer's name
unfortunately does not appear.
Mr. Jones, it must l)e observed, deliohted in aping the
appearance of the Duke of Wellington as far as he
|)()ssil)l) could.*
■;
i
" Renieml)er you the .\nti(|iie School,
And L'kc the Academic SkjoI,
Under the tutorship and rule
( )f dear old Jones.
Our aged military keeper
And medal-distribution weeper,
For whom respect could not be deeper
In human bones :
fakr
" Whose great ambition was to look
As near as might be like 'the Dook,'
With somewhat les'. of nasal hook.
And doubtless brains ;
Who, I imagine, still delights
'io try and look the ghost, o' niglits.
Of him who fought a hundred fights
The Duke's remains?
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1*1
"But to return — to go on talking
Of those young days when we were walking
'I'owards the never-ending chalking
From casts, or life —
Days of charcoal stumps, and crumbs,
' Double Elephant,' and ' I'lumbs,'
Within the sound of barrack drums
And shrilly fifes ;
* " I may say of Mr. Jones that he was cliicfly known as a painter of military
hiictuies, and in dress and pcrs(jn he so much resembled the great Duke of
Willmgton that, to his extreme delight, he was ot'ien mistaken for that hero,
and salatcd accordingly. On this coming to the ears of the Duke, he said,
r Dear me 1 Mistaken for me, is he? That "s strange, for no one ever mistakes
jme for Mr. Jones.'"
Afy Autobioi^iapliy diid Rcntiuisccnccs, h\ W. I'. FkllH, R.A.
28
JOHN KVERKTT MILLAIS
^],i''i
" Now in the circle natliercd round
To hear the learned youth expound
Anatomy, the most jjrofound-
Our Private (irceii ;
Xow in the Library's retreat,
L'pon a line morocco seat,
And in a comfortable heat,
A gent, I ween ;
"Tracing armour, and trunk hose.
Legs in tights, witli pointed toes;
Meyrick, Bouner, with set c/iose,
I'o l^arleyvoo ;
Studying now and tiien a print.
An old Sir Joshua Mez/.otint,
Or portrait which affords a hint
Of soiiiething new.
" In silence let us gently sneak
Towards the door devoid of creak.
Which leads us back to that Antique,
Where youth still plods.
Lor now, behold, the gas is lit,
And nigh a hundred brows are knit,
Where miserable heathens sit.
Before their gods.
"There from the Premier Charley Fox —
That party with the greasy locks,
Who vainly calls on long-tongued Knox
To hold his jawings —
Every back is archly bending,
For the Silver Prize contending.
This the latest night for sending
In the drawings.
" Another minute— give them ten —
To cut these from the boards ; and then,
' Past eight o'clock, please, gentlemen,'
Shouts little Bob.
And in the Folio (very cheap !)
The work of months is in a heap
Not worth the wages of a sweep
For one small job.
" But now to times a little later,
When first we drew upstairs from Natur',
When we were passing that equator
Of days scholastic :
When we were nightly stew'd or fried
With bald-pates glistening by our side,
And felt ourselves, with conscious pride.
Beyond the Plastic.
I«43]
AS A BOY
^9
HATKIKM) HOUSK. 1844
"We saw the graceful Wild recline
Exclaiming, 'Oh I by George, how fine,'
And with the thumb describe a line
In aerial wave —
The right and proper thing to do,
It mattered not whate'er we drew —
Her, or the sad Cymmon Meudoo,
As captive slave.
" Enough ! I feel I 'm going astray
From dear old Mrs. Orundy's way ;
And what her followers may say
I take to heart.
Vet, should these lines provoke a smile
A moment of tl e day beguile —
I 11 maybe send you, in this style,
A second {.art."
I
C;:
With so much work to do the little artist had hardly time
to make any new acquaintances outside of those whom he
met daily at the Academy ; nevertheless he managed to
occasionally see his two Jersey friends, Arthur and Harry
Leinpriere, for they were at school at Brighton, and fre-
quently visited London during their holidays. To Arthur —
now Major-General Arthur Lempriere — I am indebted for
I the following note of his recollections of Millais as a boy : —
30
lOlIN KVHRKTT MILLAIS
|lSv> IS, 5
" 1 rcincinhcr Sir J. K. Millais ulicii I was (|iiil(; a small
boy at schoi)! at lirii^liton, where he used to write to iiic
and niv liroihcr Ilarr\ irost Itcaiitiliil Ii'tters, all illiistrati d
and the words in dilTerent coloured inks. One; of thoM
letters l)e_L;an. ' My litlk* dears' ; hut instead of writini^- tlir
word 'dears,' a nuinber of deer were drawn, and so oii
throMLih the whole of a Christmas storv. in which he intni-
duc(Hi coloured drawini^s of coaches ami horses, travellers,
'•ames. etc.*
■»
>^i
VIKW I'UOM >UI. LAIS' l■■01<.^^<:K HOMK, NKAR St. tU'M.IKKS, JKRSKV
Water-colour, exucuted lUirini; :i visit in 1S44
"We always called him 'Johnny,' and he constantly spent |
the holidays with us at our home at Ewell, Surrey. My '■ ' S'z^S^^.i
ffither and mother and all our family were very fond of him, 'i
as well as he of us.
" He seemed always, when indoors, to have a pen, pencil,
or brush in his hand, rattling off some amusing" caricature
or other drawing. He was very active and strong, and
blessed with a most pleasing, good-tempered, and gentle-
manly manner. During the many years I knew him I ne\ r
once recollect his losii'g his temper or saying an unkii d
* This letter, illustrated with little water-colours, was exhibited in the Mill i
Exhibition, 1898.
spent
-. Mv
)f him,
pencil,
•icatiirc
0-, and
i^entlc-
nev'jr
unkind
^
«
e Milliis
32
JOHN KVKRHTT MILLAIS
IK;
W
(»rd to anyone, and \vc all really looked upon him quitt
til
as a i)rotner
" I have heard my father say that my uncl(!, Mr. IMiilip
Lcrmpriere, of Royal Jersey, ;4ave Sir J. \i. Millais his fnsi
CO
loiir-1
)oX.
" it was in 1S47 tiiat 1 remember his drawinj; all tin
I.empriere family at I'! well standinj; round a table in tlu
A PAGE FROM MII.I.AIS' liOOK Of Ak.MOL'K. 1844
drawinf^-room, and watching* eaij^erly a Twelfth-cake beirnjl
cut by my eldest sister. It was all so cleverly grouped,
and included my father and mother, my five brothers, seven
sisters, myself, and himself. It was a picture we all greatly
valued, as, in addition to the clev^er grouping, the likenesses!
were so excellent.
" Millais' power of observation, even when a boy, wasl
marvellous. After walking out with him and meeting peopltj
I.S
SKKIKANT THOMAS
33
Ik uDulil coiiu- lioinc and draw an exact likcnrss ol almost
all. one he hapiu-ncd to liavc met. lie was also well iip
in dif anatoni) of a horse, and knew e\ailiy where e\cr\
\(!n and hone should he, and was very lond of drawin}^^
tli'in."
in 1S45 Millais ha|>j)ened to hecoine ae(|uainled with a
ccriain Serjeaiu Ihonias. a retired lawxcr L;i\'t'n to iradini^
u:
if
A LKAK I'KOM Mll.l.AIS |1()()K OK AU.MOl'R. 1S44
in works of art. Recoj^nisino- his ^cnius, and knowing that
I he was very poor, Thomas offcretl him /, lOO a year to come
to his house every Saturday and paint small pictures or
macki^rounds as miyht be recjuired. The terms seemed fair
enoui^h, and in the end a contract was drawn up by the
la\v\(;rand duly siont-d, bindinij: Millais to serve in this wav
lor two vears. Little did he know or think of the ijallins^
yok ■ that was now hun^' upon his neck. Thomas, who
Uis a picture-dealer " " The (.)ueen of
1562 : 4/.^. Z^ zj^^.rp
r
\ PHOlOdkAI'H OK TIIK I'lkST t'll I'.IJIK klX Kl VKl ) \\\ Mll.l.AIS
I liu y'Jiiiij; artist w;is su ilcliiihtcd at receiving this rewaril that he at nmx- sal ilouii ami
made the above sketch of liiniself on tlie hack of the cheque
ieauty," and the other " The Victorious Knight." At this
Icriod it seems he had fjuite a mania for drawing ; even at
Tie dinner table he could not remain idle. When no one
fas iookino; he would take out a pencil and begin makinu"
ketches on whjitever was nearest to his hand. " Take a
lece of paper, Johnny," Mr. Wyatt would say, "take a
lece of paper. We cannot have the tablecloth spoiled."
ijohnny" was accordingly handed paper to relieve his
jiperlluous energy, and the number of sketches done at
[ble, and now in the possession of Mr. Standen (who
t
36
JOHN KVERKTT MILLAIS
[lii4f,
married Mr. Wyatt's i^rancklaut^hter), bears witness to his |
ceaseless industry.
Here, too, ia 1846 he made the ac(|uaintance of ^Mr. I
Drury, of Shoiover, a quaint. l)enevolent old ^endemun, p
who loved the fine arts and everythin!^ connected with them, ?i
He made a ^reat pet of the younj^ ardst, and insisted on ;l
his accompanying- him wherever he went in his pony-can,
V >■■'
v^-..- :.;
•\
KMll.V .AHI.I.AIS (Ai-iKi;\VAuns Mhs. Wali.ack). C/n. 1844
for beino- a hui^e man and a martyr to gout he could ii'
move without his "trap." Nothing- could exceed his kiii'
ness to Millais. He gave him a gun, and allowed hi:
to shoot over his property and to make the place his hoiivj
whenever he cared to come. There are e'.ev(;ral sketches 1
Millais of old Mr. Drurv and himself taking their toed!'
together — done just in a few lines, but (I am told by 1 1"-
who saw them at the time) highly characteristic.
William Millais tells us somethin<>- of Mr. Drurv aii^
s to lii^
of Mr,
ntleman.
th them
listed on
onv-cari,
1846:
MR. DRURY
P
his !)cculiar wavs. He savs, •' Mv brotiier often went to
sta\ at Shotover Pari<. and on one occasion I was invited
there too for a f
>rurv arj
TrrLE-PA(;E ok a ISOOK of POKMS. 184s
^vas informed Ky a stately old butler that ' Master Millais
Mas en<4"a.^ed just then with the master.' I entered a
f-larlvcned room, where the old invalid could just be seen
■^ittiiin- up in bed with a tallow di|) in one hand and a square
M !.;lass in the other. He was moving- the fiame of the
:^anil!e all oxer the under side of the creased surface of the
lias., which was t^^radually becoming' black with smoke ; on
this ^heet of !>iass mv brother had drawn fiirures of aneels in
*
to
t
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■ft?-
3H
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[i8|6
i I
all positions. I had evicltMUly entered at the supreme mome:u,
for our host, catching- si^ht of me, cried out, ' Ah, ah! we've
i^ot it ; you are just in time to see the New Jerusalem.
Upon examination, there really was a certain fascination
about the appearance of this extraordinary ' Kalotype.' as
he called it, hut which might more appropriately have been
called a 'tallow-type.'
" I he dear old man was under the morbid imj)ression that
all his relatives wished him dead, so as to inherit his fortune,
and for this reason he made a large ' Kalotype ' of the sub-
ject, which was most ghastly. I cannot describe it exactly
but remember that a coffin occupied the centre of the picture,
whilst a regular scrimmage was going on all round. This
design was carried out by my brother under his directions.
I shall never forget Mr. Drury's kindness to us boys. He
completely spoilt us. I used to sing a great deal, and he
expressed the greatest delight at listening whilst I accom-
panied myself on the organ in the large hall, where the
gruesome 'Kalotype' occupied a conspicuous place."
In 1847, competition being invited for cartoons for the
decoration of Westminster Hall, Millais sent in a huge
canvas which he called " The Widow's Mite." Flxcept
' Pizarro," it was the only picture that he ever executed on
conventional lines, the figures in shadow being piled and
grouped up to the culminating point, where Christ stands
against a blaze of light, and addressing Himself to St. John,
calls his attention to the woman's act of unselfishness. It
was, however, voted " intellectually deficient, lacking the true
note of grandeur when Millais was left to himself" This
big canvas, which monopolised all ihe available space in his
studio and occupied the young artist the greater part of the
year, had as competitors the works of older and stronger
men of the day — G. F. Watts, Cope, Armitage, Sir John
Tenniel, and others ; and I am told by a distinguished artist
that " because she [the widow] holds by the hand a littk
nude child, it set the critics somewhat against the work. a>
displaying such ' bad taste.' " For some years it was ex-
hibited in the Pantheon in Oxford Street. Ten feet seven
by fourteen feet three was not quite the thing for the "show
parlours " of the day, so it was cut up and sold in bit>
Mr. Spielmann says that one of these sections is now atj
Tynemouth and the other in the United States, but I havej
since heard that it was distributed in still smaller pieces.
[.8;6
lomem.
we "vt
iScUeni.
:i nation
^'pe.' as
/e been
ion that
fortune.
:he sLib-
exacth-,
picture,
,. This
-ections.
^s. He I
and he
accom-
lere the I
for the I
a huge
, Elxcept!
'uted onj
ed and I
stands i
5t. John,
ess. h
the true]
This!
e in his 5
•t of thtj
stron2[er|
ir Joliii'
ed artist!
a Httlt?
A^ork, aj
'%
was ex-
1
2t seven
m
: " show
■
in bits.
1
now at
H
I have
1
eces.
1
o »
12; 3.
E
H
O
O
Oi
a
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Id
V
• Cvmn
I;\ Mr. M
it ihat he
ami paint
was accon
sioii of M
The pi(
.shdwiiiL;- tl
ot the pre
ami technii
says of it
(-iraunhtsmc
ot re})r()du
I)t'(Mi acqui
iiionious ef
I his portra
tVaine-make
tnuj and as
111 the roor
* An cxccll(
nia.io ill 1830 b'
and in 1877) M
I'VO
SOME EARLY PICTURES
4'
• Cymoii and Iphioeiiia" (i)aintc'cl in 1S47) was jnirchased
In Mr. Wyatt in 184S, and tlic deak-r was so pk-asod with
ii ;hat he asked Millais to come down in the followinj^' \ear
ami paint a portrait of hiniseH" and his i^randchikl. This
was accordinj^ly done, and the portrait is now in the posses-
sion of Mr. James Wyatt.*
The picture, '' Grandfather and Chikl," is interestini; as
showing" the artist's transition from the technicpie of ''Cymon"
ot the previous ytar to the more distinctly Pre-kaphaelit(;
r "^.
^
MR. IiKUKV AND MII.I.AIS TAKK IHK .\l\i
1 84 8
and technically correct "Woodman's Daughter." A critic
says of it: "The infinite patience and imitative skill in
(inuinhtsmanship, the brilliancyof execution, and the power
ot reproducii.o- the brightness of sunlight, have nvnifestly
Incn acquired before the lesson had been learned of har-
monious effect and of subordinating the parts to the whole.
This portrait of Mr. Wyatt, the print and picture dealer and
Iniine-maker of Oxford, who died in - 1853, is iniilinchingl\-
u-iie and as matter-of-fact, despite its character, as the nowers
ill the room and in the oarden. or the family china in the
(;■■■
It
r:
J'
~ .\n excellent cojiy of this work, ik)w in the possession of Mr. St.uulen, was
made in 1850 by William Millais. Millais also painted Mrs. Wyatt and her child,
and in 1877) M'r. James Wyatt.
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JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[I8|9
case behind him, It has all been set clown with pitiless and
remorseless solicitiuh;. The (jnaint little Dutch doll-like child
has received the j)aintei-'s most earnest attention, and the
head of Mr. VVyatt has been stippled ii|) as carefiill\- as that
of Mr. Combe, at Oxford.'
Mr. Spielmann's accoimt of the " Cymon " is not (|iiite cor-
rect, either as to its subject
or its history. As to its
subject, it is certainly not
a " riotous dance," and its
actual history is as follows:
In the sprinj:^ of 1S52,
when it was still in Mr,
Wyatt's possession, Millais
saw it and suogested some
improvements, which the
owner willin(>lv allowed
him to carry out. He
took it i)ack. therefore, to
Gower Street, and bavins^
(as he says in a letter)
"repainted the sky and
s:\;'\ touched up the ^rass and
foliage, draperies and ef-
fects," he returned it to
Mr. Wyatt in the follow-
in"" December. bor its
subsequent history I am
indebted to a letter from
Mr. Standen, the present
owner, who says : " When
Mr. Wyatt died in 1853,
the best of his pictures and effects vv^ere sold ai Chrisne's
on July 4th, 1853, your father's picture of 'Cymon' figuring;
largely in the catalogue. Mr. George Wyatt. the second
son, bought it for himself, and gave 350 guineas for it.
The picture was then taken to Newport, 'sle of Wiglu,
where he lived, and it remained there unseen till he died, in
1892. He left it to me by his will, together with many other
interestin'ivin_L; at the R.A. in 1S38.
1 JK^re was much speculation amongst the students as to
who would oain the yold medal for a series of drawings
from the antique, and it was oenerally considered that
a man, thirtv vears of aije, named Fox, would be the
successful competitor. All \oices were hushed when
Mr. Jones mounted *:he steps and read out the name of
43
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44
JOHN I':VKKiaT MILLAIS
1048-
Idlin I'".\cr(Hl Mill;iis. Iininciisc chccrinjL; followctl, an. I
little Millais w.is iil'lcd ii|) at the hack of the aiKlitoriuiii
and carried on the shoulders ot the stiid(;nts to the
recei\in,L; d .k. l"'o.\, who only j^ot the third prize,
refiised In ^ct ii|) when his name was called ; hut the
CHII.KKOOh. i3^5
^()l'TII. r845
HUUlents would not allow this : they made him <^o up aiul
receive his medal."
L.ater on Mr. iiolman Hunt, who. thouj^h he had work* tl
very hard, had failed to ^et into the Royal Academy, wis
drawini;' one day in the h^ast Room h)- himself. "Suddenh,
said he, "the doors opened, and a cLU'ly-headed latl came
in and be^an skipping' about the ntom ; by-and-by he
IM drawii^L;. Millais, who of course it was, turned round
II
'f:^f-,U^-^-^l
MWIIOOD. 1845
i:
V
.\(iK. 1845
ai (I
\'ork( li
y, w IS
Jenh ,
came
bv he
sii'IdenK and said, 'Oli, 1 sa\ , you're the chap that was
workinir in No. 12 the other day. ^'ou ou^ht to be in the
Academy,'
■'I his led to a lon<>" talk, ckrin^' which Millais said that
H' was much struck by the d^awinLi- which he had seen
111 working al, and that there was not the least doubt that
it a drawing" or two like that were shown for probationer-
46
fonN i-VKRirrr millais
[184H
ship, I should he iuhniucd at oiuh'. When I asked whai
he th()ii_L;lu was die best way of doiiii; the dravviii^s, hi-
rt:|)li('d, 'Oh, I always do iiiiiu' in Hue and slum|), altlioui^h
it isn't conventional,' "
After this the two ln)\s fell into a discussion on the
conventi )nalily and pedantry of art as displayed in the
painting;; of the da\ . and it was (evident that in both their
minds had sprun_n; up a sens(; of dissatisfaction and the idea
of rejecting' what they considered to be false and stunted.
A year went by. Mr. Ilunt was adniittc^d to the Royal
Academy, and then had frecpient opportunitit;s for talking
to his fri(MKl Millais. One eveniiijn", some two years later,
it came out in the course of conversation that while Millais
was paintinj4" tht; " Pi/arro." already referred to, Mr. Himt was
enj^a.Lieil at home on a picture for i!\hibition at the liritish
Institution — a notable incident as marking;- the first occasion
on which either artist painted a picture for exhibition.
Another year passed, and the youn_<>- artists were in the
full swinj4' of their work, Mr. Hunt |)aintin<4 hprd at his " Por-
phyro," and Millais at "Cymon and Iphinenia," a |)icturc
in which he seems to have been much intluenced b\ I'^tty,
the only man of tht; old school whom he really admired.
After one of their many talks on orii^inality in art, or rather
the absence of it at that time, Millais said to Mr. Hunt, " It is
quite impossible to t^et our pictm^es done in time for the Royal
Academy, unless we sit up and work all nij^ht in the last
week Let us paint together in my studio, anil then we can
encourage each other and talk over our ambitions." This
was agreed upon, and from that time the two bo)s bei^an
to study side by side. How tremendously in earnest they
were may be gathered from the fact that it was no un-
common thini4" for them to work on far into the niL»ht,
sometimes even till four or five in the mornino- ; this, too,
night after night till the sending-in diiy.
There are always some parts of a jjicture that an artist
hates doing. After a month or two Millais got quite sick
of painting the draperies of the girls in his picture ; so one
evening he turned to hi.^- companion and said, " If you will
do some of these beastly draperies for me, I '11 paint a head
or two in your '/icture for you " an offer that was at once
accepted. In this way the\' relieved each other upon
occasion, and it is curious to notice how alike their work
was in those davs ; so much so, that when Hunt examined
^fwlM*
yK/ <>-i.
^PPPP!^*Wf* ■ -^
t^iK
\/ ■;■■' ■
I8i.]
th( nicture
distint'Liish
1 1 was f
eiiL^endered
the determi
of art and
the idol of
altogether f
this, and h
falsity of 1
times for e
rejectinir th
his footstep:
would o-Q tc
that others \
conventionaj
term " Pre-j
" Each for tl
Shall draw
" It was 1
Holman Hu
a style of a
vention : thi;
was already
in time, wo
declared his
to be some
fact some w
such as Will
" Meanwh
jgot over the
our art ' p^lar
time after oi
term would
[I went on t(
Raphaelites,'
I in frr-quent a
jopinions abc
jstalv. He t
|co-o! deration
Ition hy addi
I' 1^1" herhood
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PRE-RAPHAELITISM
49
th( picture in the Millais Exhibition of 1898 he could not
disiingLiish the j)cirts he had painted.
It was from these evening" SiVi/iccs, and the confidence
engendered by the free interchange of thought, that sprang
the determination of these youths to leave the beaten track
of art and strike out a new line for themselves. Raphael,
the idol of the art world, they dared to think, was not
altogether free from imperfections. His Cartoons showed
this, and his " Transhguration " still further betrayed the
falsity of his methods. They must go back to earlier
times for examples of sound and satisfactory work, and,
rejecting the teaching of the day that blindly followed in
his footsteps, must take Nature as their only guide. '1 /ley
would go to her, and her alone, for inspiration ; and, hoping
that others would be tempted to join in their crusade against
conventionality, they selected as thc^ir distinctive title the
term " Pre-Raphaelites."
" Ivich for the joy of the working, and each in his separate star,
Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the Clod of 'I'hings as They Are."
"It was in the beginning of the year 1848," says Mr.
Holman Hunt, "that your father and 1 determined to adopt
a style of absolute independence as to art-dogma and con-
vention : this zae called ' Pre-Raphaelitism.' I), (i. Rossetti
was already my pupil, and it seemed certain that he also,
in liuie, would work on the same [jrinciples. He had
declared his intention of doing so, and there was beginning
t') be some talk of other artists joining us, although in
tact some were only in the most primitive stages of art,
such as William Rossetti, who was not even a student.
" Meanwhile, D. G, Rossetti, himself a beginner, had not
■^ox. over the habit (acquired from Madox Brown) of calling
our art ' Early Christian ' ; so one day, in my studio, some
time after our first meeting, I protested, saying that the
term would confuse us with the German Ouattro Centists,
I v.('nt on to convince him that our real name was ' Pre-
Raphaelites,' a name which we had already so far revealed
in ti'ciuent argument that we had been taunted as holding
"pinM)ns abominable enough to deserve burning; at the
stak . He thereupon, with a pet scheme of an extended
co-o-cration still in miiul, amended my previous sugges-
tion l)v addinu" to our titU; of 'Pre-Raphaelite the word
)t' herhood.' "
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[184.
Hunt, it should l)c explained, first met Rossetti in the Royal
Academy schools, where as fellow-students they occasionally
talked together. Rossetti, however, was an intermittent
attendant rather than a methodical student, and presently,
wearying' of the work, he gave it up and took to literature,
hopino' to make a living by his pen. H';re again he was
disappointed. His poems, charming as many of them were,
did not meet with the wide acceptance he had hoped for.
and in a fit of desnondencv he came to Hunt and beci^ied
him to take him into his studio. Hut Holman Hunt could
not do this — he was far too busy working for a livelihood,
with little time to spare for the indulgence of his own taste
as an artist ; but he laid down a plan of work to be followed
by Rossetti in his own home, and promised to visit him
there and give him all the helj) he could.
Not satisfied with this, Rossetti betook himself to Madox
Brown, whose style of painting he admired, and who, he
hoped, would teach him the technicalities of his art, while
allowing him free play in all his fancies. Madox Brown,
however, had been through the mill himself and knew there
was no short cut to success. So, much to the disgust of
Rossetti, he set him to paint studies of still-life, such as
pots, jugs. etc. I3y-and-b\' this became intolerable to a
man of Rossetti's temperament, so he once more returned
to Hunt, and begged him to take compassion on him ; and
at last, moved by his appeal. Hunt consented.
These are Hunt's words on the subject: "When D. G.
Rossetti came to me he talked about his hopes and ideals, l|
or rather his despair, at ever being able to paint. I, hovv-
e\'er, encouraged him, and told him of the compact that
Millais and I had made, and the confidence others had
in our svstem. Rossetti was a man who enthusiasticallv
took up an idea, and he went about disseminating our
programme as (^ne to be carried out by numbers. He [1
offered himself first, as he knew that Millais had admired [f
his pen-and-ink drawings. He then suggested as converts ||
Collinson, his own brother William, who intended to take!:|
up art, and Woolner, the sculptor Stephens should alsi'
be tried, and it struck him that others who had never dom |
anything yet to prove their fitness for art reformation, m
even for art at all, were to be taken on trust. Your f^uher |
then invited us all to spend the evening, in his studio, wlier* I
he showed us engraxings from the Campo Santo, and o'ln
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PRE-R AP H APXITISM
1 1
sdinewhat archaic designs. These being admired much by
the new candidates, we agreed that it might be safe to accept
tlic additional four members on probation ; l)ut, in fact, it
rc.iilv never came to anything."
The first meeting, at which terms of co-operation were
seriously discussed, was held on a certain night in 1S48,
;it Millais' home in Gower Street, where the voung artist
exhibited, as examples of sound work,
some volumes of engravings from the
frescoes of Benozzo Gozzoli, Orcagua,
and others now in the Campo Santo
at Pisa.
" Now, look_ here, ' said Millais,
speaking for himself and Hunt, who
were both jealous of others joining
them without a distinct understanding
of their object, " this is what the
Pre-Raphaelite clique should follow."
The idea was eagerly taken up, and
then, or shortly afterwards, William
Rossetti, Woolner, V. G. Stephens
(now an Art critic), and James Collin-
son joined the Brotherhood -the
P.-R. B., as it was now called.
Arthur Hughes, Prederic Sandys,
Noel Paton, Charles Collins, and
Walter Deverell also sympathised
with their aims, and were more or
less working on the same lines.
Coventry Patmore, the poet, although
ill close association with many of the
Brotherhood, was not himself a mem-
ber, as the association was strictly
limited to working artists.
Writing on this subject in the
Lontemporary Review of May, 1880,
Mr. Holman Hunt says : " Outside of the enrolled body
[the P.-R. B.] were several artists of real calibre and en-
thusiasm, v/ho were workinof diligentlv with our views
guiding them. W. H, Deverell, Charles Collins, and
Arthur Hughes may be named. It was a question whether
an\ of them should be elected. It was already evident
thai to have authority to put the mystic monogram upon
Pkncii. Design for
I'kK-RAI'HAKI.ITK KTC:H1N(;
IiUeildcil for The Ciriii, 1^49
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1 84;-
their paintings could confer no benefit on men striving to
earn a jx^sition. We (jurselves even determined for a time
to discontinue the lloatin<>- of this red ras*^ before the e\ :;s
of infuriated John Hull, and vve decided it was better to
let our converts be kn;)vvn only by their works, and so
nominally Pre-Raphaelitism ceased to be. We agreed to
resume the open profession of it later, but the time had
not yet come. 1 often read in print that I am now the
only Pre-Raphaelite; yet 1 can't use the distinguishing
letters, for I have no I^rotherhood."
And now perhaps I may as well give my father's version
of the matter as gathered from his own lips in 1896, the year
when he was elected as President of the Royal Academy.
At that time the papers, of course, had much to say iibout
his art life ; and, finding that some of them referred pointedly
to 1). G, Rossetti's influence on the style and character
of his work, I asked him to tc^ll me exactly what were his
relations with Rossetti, and how far these comments were
correct.
"I doubt very much," he said, "whether any man ever
gets die credit of being quite square and above-board about
his life and work. The public are like sheep. They follow
each other in admiring what they don't understand [ Ouine
ioiiotuui pro maonijico], and rarely take a man at v.hat hv.
is worth. If you affect a mysterious air, and 't clever
enough to conceal your ignorance, you stand a fair chance
of being taken for a wiser man than you are ; b it if you talk
frankly and freely of yourself and your work, as you know
I do, the odds are that any silly rumour you may fail to
contradict will be accepted as true. That is just what has
happened to me. The papers are good enough to speak
of me as a typical English artist ; but because in my early
days I saw a good deal of Rossetti — the mysterious and
— ^ un-English Rossetti -they assume that my Pre-Raphaelite
impulses in pursuit of light and truth were due to him.
All nonsense! My pictures would have been exactly the
same if I had never seen or heard of Rossetti. I liked him
very much when we first met, believing him to be (as
perhaj)s he was) sincere in his desire to further our aims-
Hunt's and mine — but I always liked his brother Willi im
much better. D. (i. Rossetti, you must understand, was
a queet- fellow, and impossible as a boon companion — so
dogmatic and so irritable when opposed. His aims ;nd
'JX/V
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■^.
.'^,
?**
' .1
itJeals in j
iMt long 1
pi'Ciiliar U
siibsequen
original, a
not Natun
the vouno;
Rossettian
' And this,
of the SOI
present oi
production
of their vv
"The o
siiowing' V
' IsaJjella,'
out in accc
he was kin
- whom I
my intimat
I am speal
composed
had to sa\
his suo-_o-es
constantly ^
The irk
Kossetti la:
1.S52 to 18'
came into
inj^s came
observation
U'orh (i8c
and the be
but it may i
c;m be don
nicnts of tl-
— in many
l)ination of
His is the
Dante Ro.s
<»! him, and
\V( re on tr
<)t Mr. \Vi
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PRK-RAPHAELITISM
55
ideals in art were also widely cliffcrtMit from ours, and it was
not long before he drifted away from us to fcillow his own
peculiar fancies. What they were may be seen from his
subsequent works. They were hijuhly imaginative and
original, and not without elements of beauty, but they were
not Nature. At last, when he presented for our admiration
the vounsr women which have since become the tvpe of
Rossettianism, the public opened their eyes in amazement.
And this,' they said, 'is Pre-Raphaelitism ! ' it was nothing
(if the sort. The Pre-Raphaelites had but one idea — to
present on canvas what they saw in Nature ; and such
productions as these were absolutely foreign to the spirit
of their work.
"The only one of my pictures that I can think of as
,^ showing what is called the influence of Rossetti is the
JTi • Isabella,' in which some of the vestments were worked
out in accordance with a book of mediaeval costumes which
he was kind enough to lend me. It was Hunt— not Rossetti
whom I habituallv consulted in case of duubt. He was
my intimate friend and companion ; and though, at the time
1 am speaking of, all my religious subjects were chosen and
composed by myself, 1 was always glad to hear what he
had to say about them, and not infrequently to act uj)on
his suggestions. We were working" together then, and
constantly criticised each other's pictures."
The friendly intercourse between Millais and D. G.
Rossetti lasted but four years, from 1848 to 1852. From
1S52 to 1854 they met occasionally, but alter that they rarely
came into contact, and in 1856 even these casual meet-
ings came to an end. One reads then with a smile such
oljservations as this in Mr. .Spielmann's Millais and his
Works (1898) :— "This is no time to examine the principles
and the bearings of this olt-discussed missii^n of eclectics ;
l)iil it may at least be pointed out how clear a proof of what
can be done by co-operation, even in art, arc the achieve-
ments of the school. Millais' great pictures of that period
— in many qualities really great — are certainly the com-
hination of the influence of ct!iers' [)owers besides his own.
His is the wonderful execution, the brilliant drawing; but
n;uite Rossetti's j)erfervid imagination was on one side
ot him, and Holman Hunt's powerful intellect and resolution
were on tne other ; whi^e, perhaps, the analytical mind
<>l Mr. William Rossetti and the L.erarv outlook of Mr.
4..
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JOHN KVHRKTT MILLAIS
[184
V. i'l. Stephens were not without inlluciice iijK)n his wor ;.
In a few short years these sLijJoorts were \vithch"awn fron
Miilais" art. in which we find the execution still, dn/ lulicir
at least in the same da^ree —the iutel/eet oi- the iniai^i nation ."
The "supports," as Mr. .S|)i(;lmann calls them, never exist
ed; and as to " inf-llect ' antl "' imagination." is there nothing;
ot these in " I'Crdinand liiretl by Ariel."' "Mariana," "The
lilind Girl." " Ll'^-nfant dii i' Oh th. V.ad'n-'v walls. The " Hu''uenol." too. and
the "Ophelia we/ seen but once by him when Jic
paintini^s were in [)rocess, and that was at Worcester Pari<
Farm, when he and Madox Brown called and expressed their
approval. Ami now I leave it to my readers to say whether
the "Isabella" (the only pure media-val subject) surpasses
in point of design, execution, or sentiment such of Milla;;,
later works as "The Rescue," " 1 he Order ot Release,"
" The Proscribed Royalist," or fifty others that could he
named. My father hated hmnbuo- ; and if R(jssetti had
been the ouidini^- spirit of his works, as certain critics
represent, he would have been the first to acknowledge it.*
It was tlie poetry of Nature that appealed to him the love,
hope, sweetness, and purity that he found there — and it was
the passionate desire to express what he felt so deeply that
spurretl him on from the beginning to the end of his art life.
The distinguishing characteristics of Pre - Raphaelite
workers are well set forth bv Mr. Kennedv in a recent
article in that excellent magazine 7 he Artist. He says,
"The three chief members of the Pre-Raphaelite Brother-
hood — Rossetti, Miilais, and Holman Hunt — were men ot
personalities and endowments that were striking in the
extreme — born makers of epochs, men who, whatever the
vocation that thev had elected to follow, would undoubtedly
have left shaping traces of their individualities upon it.
" And, to set themselves to work in triple harness, they
were a tri(^ of a singular diversity of aims and of gifts ; one
may add of destinies. Quite extraordinary was the dis-
sir.iilarity l:)etween the kinds of success attained by each ot
ihem. Miilais trod swiftly and straightly the path of popular
* It is a significant fact that in my fathers letters of tliis period (1S49-1853).
the name of I), ("i. Rossetti is hardly ever mentioned.
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PRi:-R \PH.\i';iJTisM
57
!|)j)r()buti()n and acaclcinic lioiioiirs, c-iiliniiiatin<4' tliialK in
he hiiiliL'St (li"'nitv thai the Roval Acaclc-in\- has to bestow.
KossL'tti atul lloh'Mii Iliint at'tcr the first, held theinseU'es
comjjleteiy alool from the Academy and all its works.
eir tames in all else,
rkiii*'' life Knssetti's
,lil
vlike in
thi
low
diffe
ren were
ih
)iiring the larger portion o
f hi
wo
ac idvements in |)aiiU ni; w
ere absokiteK undreametl of In'
the larger ))"Mic, were accessible only s|)ars(l\ ami with
(lif.iCLilly to his admirers e\H;n outside of a limited circle of
patrons and j)rivate friends. To a j^ooil many. 1 fancy.
Mr. Swinl)Lirne's Notes ii
scnhim
amonu's
t oth
ers.
pon
Sand
th(
\ s"
catKMin o
Med
ea
I" iS6s, (1<
nd 1
Lilith. contained th( first intimation thai Ros
I.
the other hand, had at one time a jjopiilar vojli ■ ;'l
;!s L;rt:al as thai of .Millais, and his painted v "k ' >
(inoiions and enthusiasms of a more decided
de t«
pon
asl
ited
' ilensii)-.
memories can i)t; made to cxi' nd back to
the period when 'The Finding" of our Sa\ . r in the
Temple ' was beini;" exhibited in the provinces, will recall
the \'i\'idness of the im[)ression that it made upon the
r('liL,n(nis public of its day. . . . The\" found in Holman
Fiunts paintings something of a re\elation. Its obvious
sincerity, its intensity of conviction, its determined realisa-
tion of the scene in e\ery minutest detail of its setting,
affected profoundly all who were cai)able of being deeply
stirred by the subject depicted.
" Millais was gifted with a sense of sight of crystalline clear-
ness to which Nature made a perpetual aiul brilliant aj)peal ;
iic had a hand that, even in childhood, was singularly skilful
to record the impressions of the eye. And his hand had
been severely trained, first by the prescribed academic
methods, and later l)y the minutely elaborate labour of his
Pn-Raphaelite work, until it set down facts almost with the
tacilitv with which the eve ijerceived them. What, then,
was Millais the Pre-Raphaelite doing in that particular
oa/ar ? How came this straightforward depictor of what
he saw before him to link himself with idealists and
dreamers of dreams.'^ It was probably the earnestness and
the devotion to the nature of the movement that attracted
the youthful Millais, and also the scoj)e that its conscientious
mi'uiteness of finish afforded him for the display of his even
tht n astonishing technical powers."
If J
I,
.^
:>^fi-'w
5S
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[l8^«
As to k()ss(,'tti. the fact is lit: was ncv(T a Pre-kapliaclii
at licarl. Iliinscit" a man of jurcat orii^inalitN'. and a frt-t
thinker in matters of Art. he was captixated Ijy the indt
|)endent s|)irit of the Hrotlierliood, and reathK' cast in his lot
with tliem. Hut it was onlv for a time. \\\ dc'rees their
m(;th()ds j)alled njjon his taste-, and not caring' any lonjijer to
n|)hold them hefort; the j)iil)h'c, he broke away from his old
associates, determined to follow the peculiar hent of his
l^enius, which tani^ht him no/ to t;"o to Nature for his inspira-
tions, hut to follow rather the Mights of his own fancy. Ills
subse{|uent career is sufficient evidence of that. Only two
v/4^'Sw
PRKRAPHAKMIK SKKTCH. 1850.
Prob.iljly the artist's liist idea "f "Apple lilossom.s "
I I
years after he first joined the Hrotherhood, Mr, Hunt, who
taught him all the teciinique he ever knew, got him to come
down to Knole to paint a background straight from Nature
whilst he overlooked and helped him. After two days, how-
ever, Rossetti was heartily sick of Nature, and bolted back to
London and its artificial life.
In course of time the instruction he had received from
Hunt began to bear fruit- one sees this in his picture called
" The Girlhood of the Virgin " — and with further practice
his art improved rapidly, and continued to do so as years
went on.
The great mistake that nearly all the critics make is in
confounding Rossetti's later work, which is imaginati c.
sincere, and entirely of his own conception, with his Pa-
dksk;
s))ira
His
who
CDllK'
Natl Iff
how-
ack t(t
fr( nil
called
iract'cc
years
is in
nati •(-'.
IS P'x-
Cr
DKSIGN OK A PICTURK OI' "THK CAM KK IIUKV PI l.(a." 1S50
I ipliaclii
. II his I
V hii'li th(
« iiircly (I
Ills since
l.iluard
\
p.irtialK' c
Millais.' h,
ntiiscd to
«»t llieir alj
l<'ss of vvhi
tlic rij^lit n
Ik- had mai
Uesidc's
liav(j it f'"o
was never
Mr. Ruskii
of the Pn
imiltitude .•
I»'-()ves no I
■'I 'proved w
Probably
"II his ow:
criticisms w
'aiih in bin"
i^letcrniinino
own or that
''finished al
^'hance his f
f'> Max No
'iiu! movino-
•h' indionaiii
next dav, b
5-1
PRK-KAIMf M-MTISM
61
I inliaclitc work, ot uliicli he rr;ill\ diil vjtv lilllc. Tlicv
1 . . . . . . / . . • . . . -.
lis |tuiiir('s siiiM as
La li
a inaiin,
1
roscrpiMc
w
\'ciuis X'crtiiorilia," " I )aiiU' and hcairicc." Prc-Uapliaclitc.
hich they arc not in the very least. They hcKniu; l<> an
entirely ilifforcni school, whicii he hinisell" lonnded. and which
has since had such able exponents as Mr. .Si'-iidwick and .Sir
h.d
ward
W
urne
|on
es.
.\ common mistake that critics make is in assinninLj' that
the Pre Kaphaelile movement owed its orii^in to .Mr. Ruskin.
Amonj^st other writers on the suhject is Max Xordau. and
his statenuMits are
for th
le most part entn't
ly
wron''.
H.
allrihutes the orij^in of the IJrolherhood to the teachini^s of
Kuskin, hut llolman llunt and .Millais were l*re-Raphaelit(;s
hcl
ore
Ruski
was "'
■ood
)r had m a picture, whether his
own or that of another artist. When his work was done he
l)aiiished all thought of it as far as possible, and whi 0, by
chance his friend Dr. Urquhart, of Perth, called his attention
to Max Nordau's stJitement that Ruskin was the ori-uiator
nil! moving spirit of" the Pre-Ra|)haelites in their early davs,
lU'
'iKli«j"nan
tlv d
eniec
1 it
iftei
th(
UKl. alter reading the passages the
I day, he wrote to Mrs. Urquhart a letter in which he
cl!
tj
62
yOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[iS4«
f>-cive a roiin'h hision- of l^rc-Kaphac^litism. im\ characterised
Nortlau's remarks as "• twacklliiiL;' riil)bish on a subject of
which he knows absohitely nothinn". "
Mr. Riiskin held that Art shoiikl be a i^rt at moral teacher,
with religion as its basis and mainspring'; but Millais, while
at^reeinL;" with much of tiiat critic's writings,* was n(;ver (juilc
at one with liim on this point. He certain!) held that Art
should have a j^reat and abiding" purj)Ose. i^ivint;" all its
strength to the beautifyinj^^ or ennoblement of whatever
subject it touched, either sacred or secular ; but thoui^h
himself at heart a trul\- religious man. he could not harp
on one strino- alone, nor would his impulsive orit^inalitw
absolute!)' untrammelled !)y the opinions of others, allow
him to paint pictures in whicli he had no heart at the
dictation of an)' man, howexer (Miiinent.
Holman Hunt, too, painted his religious pi^-tures on the
Ruskin lines really as the outcome of the hit^h ideals he
had set up for himself from the outset. " Truth and the
free field of unadulterated Nature" was the motto of these
oriirinators. As Pope savs, thev "looked throu<>'h Nature
up to Nature's (jod,' beinj;' sincere in their art, and reso-
lutelv determined to pursue it to its highest ends.
In sa\ino' this I bv no means lose bi^ht of the fact that
the Pre-Raphaelites one and allowed much to Mr. Ruskin for
his cham])ionship of their cause when he came to the know-
ledge of what thev were strivini>" to achieve. With an elo-
quence to which probably no ecjual can be found in the annals
of art criticism, he explained to an unsympathetic public
the aim and objects of the IVotherhood, and it ^oes without
savinii" that thev were hii^i'hlv 'gratified bv his championship.
When too, later on, he turned round and abused some ot
Millais' best works as heartily as he had praised some others,
the circumstance was regarded by Millais amongst others
as merelv (jne of the inconsistencies into which genius is
ai;t to fall. No one ever doubted the sinceritv of his motive.
He expressed only what he beliexed to be right, and in
so far as he was wrong he helped rather than injured the
painter's fame.
Before the Brotherhood was formally constituted, another
association, called ''The Cyclographic Club," came iiuo
existence, its object being to establish and circulate amongst
* Millais kiK".\ notliiiiL
appc^iic'd in llic Times.
)f Ruskin's \\ritin>js until
1851, when a k'tter
of hi'
^^M
1848
rised
:t of
chcr,
([uitc
t Art
II its
tever
iouL;h
harp
Kility.
allow
Lt the
III tin-
lis he
id tlu:
these
si at Lire
, reso-
;t
that
<.in tor
:no\v-
Lii clo-
anrials
)ublic
thoui
bnshii).
Imc ot
)thers,
others
liius is
liotive.
luui
111
■tl HH'
Inotber
irto
kioii^si
_•!■ of 111-
y. H-
o ■•? J
i ii
■<^
**-..
.852]
■he iiicm
member
ii this s
" In coniiec
members ol
I'ooms at C
■* Mr. Holm;
"I'liiluisiasm" f
Some of the di
;>"y nicctiii}^-, aiK
seccdud, bccaiis(
^ ^ This, I til
'^^53- when the C
thinking „f (1,^^^ ^
'•-5
i8;:
PRK-RAFHAKLITISM
(^5
Aw. members ;i kiiul of portlolio of art and criticism. F.acli
mcmher luul to c. ntrilnite once a month a Ijiack-antl-vvhite
rlrawini^", on th" hack of which the other meml)ers were
lo write critic[iies. This clul). if it ma\' be so called, was
toiiiKletl by X. K. (ireeii. iUirchell. antl Deverell, and was
afterwards joined b\ Millais, Hunt, Rossetti, and Arthur
I lushes. In a contribution to 'f/zc- f.clttrs of /). G. Rossctti
lo W'l/liaiu Alliiii^liaiu Mr. Hughes says, ''Millais, who was
the only man amouL^st us who had an\' mone\', provided
a nice tureen i)ortf()li() with a lock in which to keep the
(Irawinj^s. Millais did his drawing", antl on(! or two others
(lid theirs. Then the "Folio' came to Rossetti, where it
>»►"■»->
l>ki;.k.\l'HAKI,ITK |IRA\VIN(; TOR HIS "OKRM." (Not used)
Stuck for ever. It never reached me. According to his
wont, he (Rossetti) had at first been most enthusiastic over
the scheme, and had so iufcclcd Millais wilh liis cutliusiasiu
that he had at once ordered the case."'*
On this subject Mr. Mughes sends n"'.e the following note :
"In connection with the circulating folio for designs, a few
nicinbers of th(.' Brotherhood met one evening at Rossetti's
looms at Chatham Place+ — Rossetti, Deverell, and myself -
^ Mr. Flolniaii Hunt says his "influence"' is purely imaginary. Millais had the
"fnilm^iasm " for desij^ns in ])en-an(l-ink, and liked to see what others did.
Sdine of the diawings were in colour. He adds, " I don"t think we ever had
aiiN nieetinj^-, and after about four perej^rinations we (Millais, Hunt, and Rossctti)
■^t>i(lL'd, becaust' the contributions were so ])oor and the portfolio ne\er arrixed."
*• This, I think, is a mistake, as Rossetti did not g" t<> Chatham I'lace till
iiSf". when the C^yclograjihic Club had ceased to exist. Perhaps Mr. iluj^hes was
thii'kiny of the club which I.a.dy Waterford and K. \'. 15. tried to organise.
I.— ^
y- .
66
JOHN KVKRETT MILLAIS
[1848
and one other, perhaps, l)iit I cannot remember. When
Millais came in he asked if the folio had arrived from him.
\'es, there it was. I'hen if Madox Brown had a^rc-ed in
join, and Rossetti told him that he resisted all jxtrsiiasion,
and would not. ' What a peevish okl chap he is ! ' cricnl
Millais. A little later he noticed that Deverell was smokini^
a cij^arette, and earnestly exhorted him to L;i\e it up
Don't, Deverell, don't take to smoki
nu
It IS trifif
htfulh
injurious, it palls the faculties.' He himself succumbet
ater on
The Brotherhood, it may be mentioned, neither smoked.
drank, nor swore, and that at a period when, as Thackerax
has sh'.>wn us. all Bohemia was saturated with tobacco,
spirits, and (piaint oaths. Millais, however, after attaining
his "artistic puberty,' as he called it. came to rei^ard the
pipe of peace as a friend and consoler when (as he some-
times was) wijll-niL^h distrauL^ht with his work.
Out of the .seven Pre-Raj)haelit(; lirothers five were ocxkI
men with their pens, and the i^)rotherhood bein^' ea^er to
defend the position they had taken up, were only too i^lad
when, in 1849, it wa., proj)osed to start a magazine in support
of their common creed. In the autumn of that year they met
together in Mr. Hunt's room, in Cleveland .Street, to irran^c
preliminaries with a view to early publication, when various
plans and names tor the magazine were discus.sed and at
last, on the suggestion of .Mr. William Ca\e I homas, it was
decided to call it 7Vic Germ.
Arrangements were then made with a pul)lisher, pens and
j)encils were set agoing, and in 1S49 the first number of t!ie
j)eriodical appeared in print. Millais' share in this seems
to have been limited to two or three illustrations, which
are now in my possession. He took, however, a great
interest in the work, and subsequently wrote a complcif
story for publication; but, alas I before the time for thi.'-
arrived the magazine came to an end for lack of funds to
keep it alive.
Onl)' four numbers ever appeared, antl these are now so
scaicc that at a recent sale by auction a complete set
fetched ^100. 1 give here an illustration that was done
1>} Mijiais for (mv of Rossetti's stories in this pa[)er, but it
was nevc:!' p
Ll
bli
iieci.
In the Idler of March, 1S9S. Mr. I^rnest Radford \
IS
:ome interestir.Li" notes on The (icr
111
ih
organ <
was edi
in' a A
was ch?
place 01
illustrati
i)\- the
Brown,
Woo] net
"who n
'tched o
Intomleil
draui
(;
respirat( ry
^^as to ha
poem ha\-
I fanc\ , a
He als(
a!)peared
■SO long.
kiHght is i
a moated
swears to
lovers sigh
nu'eting til
* It was I
''''■•'11 also tool.
I S3:
PRK-RAPHAKLITISM
67
ort^'an ot tlu- llrcthrcn,"''^ as he huinoroiislx calls it. It
was edited, he tells us. h) Mr. W. M. R'...-,setti, and printed
hy a Mr, (i. V. Tiipijer, on whose sui^Lit'stion the title
was charii^'ed in the third niimher to the more common-
place one of .!/■/ and Poclry ; and, besides main' valuable
illustrations, it com])rised contributions in prose anil poetry
i)\ the Rossettis (Christina and her two brothers), .Madox
l>rown, V. ( "i. .Stephens, Coventrx' I'atmore, Thomas
Woollier, antl various smaller li'>hts. .Millais, he savs,
"who never practised an art without mastering' it . . .
etched one plate in illustration of a poem b\- Rossetti, which
UK AW i.\(; IN ri-.NcMi.
Intciulc-cl iM illuslnilL- a ^toiy In 1 1. ('■. l\o,^L-lli in tlie liftli iuMnln;r of '/7tc (,, • I'lii
diMuini; .\lill:iis aftcrwariK uiclml, and a feu ( opii--, .if tin- |)kilu mi: in t'\i
was to have graced the fifth number," but both i ino" and
poem have disapjjeared. 'Idle drawing- for the ■ ichinn' '^'
I fancy, amongst those in my possession.
He also wrote a story for the pajier. which )uld have
appeared in the fifth nuirber had the period, al survi\-ed
so lono". The followinu" is a brief outline? of tht- tale : A
knight is in love with the daughter of ;i kini^- who lived in
a moated castle. His affection is returned, but the kinn"
swears to kill him if he attemj)ts to see his lady-love. The
lovers sii^h for each other, but there is no opportunity for
nieetinu" till the winter comes and the moat is lr,i,en over.
* It was nut of the " nrctlircn " only, otlicrs who were in syinpatliy witli
tluni a!.so took part in the pubMeation.
JOHN K\^ERKTr MILLAIS
[uS4S-i
Vhv 1
WOoliU'i
Ariel"
lliss.ile
IctttTS t(
"Tlic W
mouse
artist's (1(
I'iUISC
M
\\A
haled I^
subject
storv : —
All the
iind reiatii
hrother) Sc
■''It for th(
l^ossetti s
''i'l'lt' ; ant
di-iiikino- fi
IxK kino- til
ar iiitcci ; ;
' snj)po.setl
t'
watch 1
niAPTHR III.
• I.iirc'iizo ;nul Isahilla" A prime joke •'Christ in tlic lionu' of His j)aicnts''
IliL' oiislauglit of tlic critiis Cliailcs Dirkciis unfavoiiiabli' Millais at work
TliL' nc'\\si)ap(.Ms send liini to Australia I'lic I'.K.I'i. draw cacli other for
\V(X)hier- The bricklayer's opinion I'heekisixe luij^j^et ' l'"i'r(hnand lured by
Ariel" The ultra-cautious dcalcrMillais at the theatre painting; portraits
His sale of "Ferdinand" Mr. Stephens tells of his sittings for " Ferdinand's"
head— Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Combe Tlieir kindness to Millais — Millais'
letters to the Combes His life in London The Collins family Fetters aliout
"The Woodman's Dauj^hter" and "The Flood ' "Mariana"' .\n obliging
mouse -"The Woodman's Daughter" William Millais on the |)ictiMX' The
artist's devotion to truth Kuskin on the i're-Kapiiaelite^ He champions their
cause- His imreliabilit}' as a critic.
<#<•••>
•»«
\l
ILLAI.S' first \)\' an
xossetti IS -.ec
par
n at the vA\d of the table
tlrinkino- from a Ioiil;" ,L;lass ; whilst the brother. sj)itefully
^ickino- the dot
m tlu-' toreorotim
w
as Mr. Wright, a
n
hitect ; and a student named Harris. Mr. \\ (i. .Stephens
sLip})osed to have sat for the he.iil which apj)ears between
t: e watchiivj br
roth
er aiut
his winc'iass
ami a stiidcMit
05
70
JOHN KVKRKir MILLAIS
[1S4S
named I'lass stood lor the scr\ Ihl; - man. I'oor Walter
1 )('\('r('ll is also there
Millais planned this work as late as Xo\cmher, 1S4S, and
carried it on, as Mr. llolman llnnt says, "at a i)aee heyond
all calenlation," prothicinL; in the enil "the most wonderhil
picture in the world foi' a lad ol t\\cnt\-."
I.
D.'.NTK i..\r.Kii:i. i<()»i-.i n
Miuly for " I .oiv-nzo and l-alitlla.' 134S
And now let us see what the critics hac' to sa\- about it.
Frasej's Maoaziiic of July. 1 849, was, lo say the least,
encom'ai^ini^' ; witness the toliowini; criticjue : " Amoni^ the
multitude of minor j)ictures ill the Academy, nearly all 'it
which, we are hoinul to sa\', exhibit more than an averaie
deoTcc of excellence, one stands out distin^^uished from the
rest. It is the work of a NoimLl' artist nametl Millais. who^e
m,:
I
:m
ui ;i.
.- tic
,11 -f
.Til'. V
1
tl^C
ho-
K S
o -
o ?
^i^w*
S4.;|
II line we
Is taken
' Isahclla.
i^ s[K;akii
MCSS of (K;
lu-r hrotlK
<'i the br
front, arc
.iititiulc ()
Isahc'lla's
[Mcturc is
Madox] I
Iiil)itin_t4- I'
piclcrcncc
ill the pict
I 'leak thro
And Mr
('njsvcnor
" l'lv(:r\ d(
ilcsh. all tl
(■\<|iiisitely
sl^ill, and ii
<»l jjainters
since the (
ciijles of vvi
'-!nl not stL
•^lillais in tl
'^c lar as th^
Hunt's com
h(\ond coir
tile hands ii
l)Ut the (
•'^idcrable di
simply silei
til'' niajorit
rt-'^ardino- i
beaten trad.
foiiviction,
'^y the oe
only surpass
vvliich was e
y^iul their c(
.!^r^:eted it w
uH4yl
LORHNZO AND ISAHHIJ A"
7}
name we do not rt-im'inlx'r to have seen hcfon*. Tlic siil)jcct
is taken Iroin Keats' ([n.iint, ehariiiin|n' ami pathetic ])()ein,
■ Isabella.' Ihr whole lainiK are sealed at a table ; l.oreii/o
is s|)eal\iii|4 with liinid adoration to Isabella, the consi'ions-
iiess of dc'ijende-ncy and of the contempt in which he is held by
her brothers beinj^ stamped on his countenance. Ihe lii^ures
ef the brothers, esj)eciall\' ot him who sits ni-arest to the
front, are drawn and coloured with remarkable [jovver. The;
attitiuU; of this brother, as his \v.'^ is stretche(l out to kick
Isabella's doi^'. is vigorous and orij^inal. The colour ot the
picture is ver)' delicate and beautiful. Like Mr. | I''ord
Madox I i^rovvn, however, this souiijn" artist, althouj^h ex-
hibiting" uiKjuestionable i^cnius. is e\identl\' enslaved b)'
preference for a false st\Ie. rh(;re is too much mannerism
ill the picture ; but the t.dent of the artist will, W(; doubt not,
break throui^h it."
.\\\i\ Mr. Ste[)hens was still more complimentary. In the
(irosvenor (iailerv catalogue of the vear iS(S6 he wrote:- -
" I'>ery detail, tint, surface texture, and substance, all the
llesh, all tin; minut'ie of the accessories wex' offered to the
c\(|uisitely keen sij^ht, indefatii^able lingers. unchanLi'eable
skill, and indomitable patience of one of the most energetic
of painters. Such tenacit)' and technical powers were never,
since the lierman followers of I )urer adopted Italian j)rin-
ciples of working, exercised on a single picture. Van Kyck
ciid not studv details of 'the life' more unllinchinLiK than
iMillais in this case. The flesh of some of the heads, except
so lar as the face of ' Ferdinand ' and some parts of Holman
blunts contemporaneous ' Rienzi.' were concerned, remained
hcyontl comparison in fmish and solidity until Millais painted
i\\v. hands in 'The Return of the Dove to the Ark.'"
lUit the critics were not all of this minti ; there was con-
siderable diversity of oj)inion amongst them. Some were
simply silent ; but of those who noticed the work at all
the majorit}' spoke ot it in terms of (pialified approxal,
regarding it rather as a tentali\e departure from xhc
beaten track of Art than as the tVuit of Ion<>; and earnest
coiniction.
by the general j)ublic it was looked upon as a prime joke,
only surpassing in absurdity Mr. I lolman Hunt's " Rieiui, '
which was exhibited at the same time, and was etiually be-
yeiul their comprehension. With a plentiful lack of wit, they
greeted it with loud laughter or su[)ercilious smiles, and in
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74
JOHN KVERETT MILLAIS
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some instances v.vcn the proud Press descended to insults
of the- nifjst j)ers()n;d Uind. This, however, only stiftened
Millais' resolution to i)rocc;(d on his own lines, and to defend
aj^ainst all comers the principles on which the Brotherhood
was founded. Idle picture was houi^iu of the artist by thret
combined amateur dealers, who sold it to Mr. W'indus, of
lOttenham. After remainini^ with him some ten or twelver
years Gambart boui^iit it, and aj^ain sold it to W Oolner, r..\.
it is now in the possession of the Corporation of Liverpool.
In the following" year was e.xhibited the |)icture commonK
known as "Christ in the Home of His Parents," but with no
other title than the followini^- quotation from Zechariah xiii. b:
"And one shall say unto Him, What are these wounds in
Thine hands.-* Then He shall answer. Those with which 1
was wounded in the house of ]\Iy friends." It was painted
on precisely the same principle as was that which had called
forth the derision of the multitude, and as both Rossetti and
i\lr. Hunt exhibited at the same time important pictures of
the same school, there could no longer be any doubt as to the
serious meaning' of the movement. Then, with one accord,
their opponents fell upcjn Millais as the primer mover in the
rebellion against established ])recedent. In the words of a
latter-dav critic, " Men who knew nothinLT of Art reviled
Millais because he was not of the art, artistic. Dilettanti
who could not draw a hnj^er tij) scolded one of the most
accomplished draughtsmen of the a^e because he delineated
what he saw. Cognoscenti who could not paint rebuked
the most brilliant q;old medal student of the Roval Academv
on account (»f his technical proceedings. Critics of the most
rigid views belaboured and shrieked at an original genius,
whose struggles and whose efforts they could not understand.
Intolerant and tvrannical commentators condemned the vouth
of twenty because he dared to think for himself: and, to sum
up the burden of the chorus of shame and false iudgment,
there was hardly a whisper of faith or ho{)e, or even of
charity nay, not a sound of the commonest and poorest
courtesy — vouchsafed to the painter of ' The Carpenter's
Shop,' as, in utter scorn, this picture was originally and
contumeliously called."
What the Academy thought of it may be gathered from
the words of the late F. H. Harwell : "I well rememl "T
Mulready, r.a., alluding to the picture some two years afier
its exhibition. He saiJ that it had few admirers inside t le
if his wor
Housc/io/ii
P>ut per
tollovvino".
principal pi
t" associate
c
i\()\al Acacleiin' Council, and that he hinistlf and Maclisc
ilonc supported its claims to a laxourable consideration.'
The picture itself, devotional and symbolic in intent, is
loo well known to v^avA any description. The chiUl Christ
is seen in His father's workshop with blood llowini^" from Mis
iiand, the result of a recent wound, whiK; His mother waits
upon Him with loving sympathy. 'I'hat is the main sLibj(;ct.
And now let us see how it was treated by the i'ress.
BlackiuQods Maoazinc dealt with it in this wise : " We can
hardly imagine anything more ugly, graceless, and unpleasant
than Mr. Millais' picture of 'Christ in the Carpenter's Shop.'
.Such a collection of splay feet, puffed joints, and missha])en
limbs was assurediv nev(;r before made within so small a
compass. We have great difficulty in believing a report
tliat this unpleasing and atrociously affected picture has found
a ])urchaser at a high price. Anotlier specimen from the
same brush inspires rather laughter than disgust.'"
That was pretty strong ; but, not to be left behind in
the race to accomplish the j)ainter's ruin, a leading literary
journal, whose Art critic, by the wa\ . was a Royal Acatle-
mician, delivered itself in the following terms: " Mr. Millais
in his picture without a name (51H), which represents a holy
famil) in the interior of a carpenter's shop, has been most
successful in the least dignilied features ot his presentment,
and in giving to the higher forms, characters, and meanings
a circumstantial art lan^juaoe from which we recoil with loath-
ing and disgust. Idiere are many to whom his work will
seem a pictorial blasphemy, (ireat imaginative talents ha\e
here been perverted to the use of an eccentricity both lament-
able and revolting."
.Another critic, bent on displaying his wit at the expense of
the; artist, said : " Mr. Millais' picture looks as if it had passed
through a mangle." And even Charles Dickens, who in
later vears was a firm friend of Millais and a !>Teat admirer
oi his works, denounced the picture in a leading article in
llonsi-hold Words as "mean, odious, revolting, and repulsi\(.'."
but perhaps the most unreasonable notice of all was the
tdllowing, which ap[)eared in the liuics : "Mr. Millais'
principal picture is, to speak plainly, revolting. The attemj)t
to iissociate the hoi) family with the meane.st details of a
carpenter's shop, with no conceivable omission of misery, of
dill, of even disease, all finished with the same loathsome
minuteness, is disgusting : and with a surprising power of
S5!
mi
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76
JOHN KV^KRKTT MILLAIS
ft 849
imitation, tiiis picture serves to siiovv iiow far mere imitation
may fall short, by dryness and conceit, of all dignity aiiil
truth."
From these extracts it is easy to see .vhat criticism was
a t^eneration ai;o. As Mr. Walter .Armstronj^' says. " Not
th(; faintest attempt is made to divine the arti.st's standpoini,
and to look at th(* themi! from his side. The writer dots
not accej)t the Pre-Raphaelite idea even provisionally, and
as a means of testinj^ the efficiency of the work it leads to.
He merely lays down its creations upon his own procrusteaii
bed, and condemns them en bloc because thev cannot be
made to fit. And this article in the Jimcs is a fair e.\amj)le
' ^. til
OR!!'.IN.\I. DKSKIN KOR "CHKISl' IN I UK HOISK OK HJS PARKMS .
(Koiir fi.miiLs only)
of the general welcome the picture met with. . . . Such
criticism is mere scoldino-. When an artist of abilitv denif.s
and contemns your canvas, to call him names is to conft ss
their futility."
in an interesting note on this [)icture Mr. Fldward Benest
{Millais' cousin) says, "During the three years I was working
in London I was a frecjuent visitor to the Gower Strut
house. . . . From the intellectual point of view this picture
may be said to be the outcome of the combined brains of the
Millais family. Fvery little portion of the whole canvas was
discussed, considered, and settled upon by the father, mother,
and Johnnie (the artist) before a touch was placed on the
canvas, although sketches had been made. Of cour;e,
coming frequently. I used to criticise too ; and if I suggested
^9j
MILLAIS AT WORK
11
;i;iy alUTiitioii. Johnnie used to sa\ in his dL'tcrmincd way.
' \(), Xl'cI ; that has hctii all settled by us. and I shan't
a icr it.'
" I^\erythin«4 in that house; was characteristic of the i^reat
(ii\()ti()n of all to the yoinij^' artist; and yet he was in no
\\a\ sj)oilt. Whilst he was at work his father and mother
sit Ixside him most of the time, the mother constantly
nadinin to him on every imai^inahle subject that interested
-i!*"^
I
SKKTCH KOK "CHRIST 1\ THK HOISK OF HIS PARI-. NTS'
the boy. or stopping" to discuss matters with him. The boy
himself, whilst working", joined freelv and cleverlv in anv
conversation that was .noinj^' on ; and once when I asked
him how he could possibly paint and talk at the same time,
ami throw such eneri^y into both, he said, tapping' his fore-
head. 'Oh, that's all rii^ht. I have j)ainted ever) touch
in my head, as it were, Ioul;' aj.;"o, and have now only to
transfer it to canvas.' The father a perfect optimist when
unable to help in any other way, w(3uld occupy himself by
7«
JOHN HVKRETT MILLAIS
1 84.;
pointinn' all Johiinic's pcMicils or phiNJiiL; wholi; ojxras (ni
the flute. This instrument he played almost as well as any
professional.
" Ihc; principal 'point of di.sciission with re<4arcl to the
'Carpenter's .Shoj)' related to the heail of the Virgin Mary.
At hrst, as his sketches show, she was represented as bein^^
kissed 1)\ the child Christ ; but this idea was presentiv
altered to the pre.sent position of the figures, and the mother
is now shown embracing' her Son. These two figures were
constantly j)ainted and repainted in various attitudes, and
finished only a short time before the picture was exhibited.
The figure, too, of .St. John carrying; a bowl of water was
inserted at the last moment."
The picture, when finished (not before), was sold lor
^150 to a dealer named I'arrer. whose confidence in the
yoimo" artist was amusingly displayed by pasting on the back
of it all the adverse criticisms that appeared.
The models f(;r this picture were as follows : the
Virgin Mary, Mrs. Henry Hodgkinson, the Christ, Noel
Humphreys (.son of an architect), John the Baptist, Edwin
I^verett (an adopted child of the Air. Everett who married
Millais' aunt), and the apprentice H. .St. Ledger. In j)aintiiij>
it, Millais was so determined to be accurate in every detail,
that he used to take the canvas down to a carpenter's shop
and i)aint the interior direct from what he saw there. The
figure of Joseph he took from the carpenter himself, saying
that it was " the only way to get the development of the
muscles right"; but the head was painted from Millais"
father. His great difficulty was with the sheep, for there
were no Hocks within miles of (iower .Street. At last, only
a few days before the picture had to be sent in to the Royal
Academy, he went to a neighbouring butcher's, where he
bought two sheep's heads with the wool on, and from these
he painted the flock.
There is a good story about these PreT
A
'S4yJ
uorkt'cl
XOnc (
chcrc ii
I he coil
iiUMit at
"t ,n"()lil
picasc'cl
head \vl
AikI
old stor
observin
J'c comj
southern
bubble ;
the o-old
at hoiiiL'.
elusive i
I'-n_^IaiKl,
Of on
Mr. Artl
"While
brothers
"iL^s out
^v■ere abe
•sculptor, <
Kaphaelit
him, and
the dravvii
critical ol
haj)pened
Ia\ers, fre
them Mill
seized one
•stituted th
h" ken ess, v
in the str
aniusino- sc
Mr. F. C
portraits an
Ht* writes
^^53 the V,
Brotherhoo(
artists pres
I. — 6
iS4'j|
THK BRICKLAYKR'S OPINION
81
>riuiiLi<> ,l;<>i*i-* I ii^'il; lilies.
I)
worlsi'd with liis own hands in the l>rniliLi<> n'oM-d
\(»ii(.' of us at home had cncii ht-ai'tl of this hc-torc ; l)ut
dicrc it was in print, and prcscnll) ever)' tit-l)itty paper in
du- coiintr) rc|)(.atfd tile talc with all the rhetorical adorn-
MU!nt at the coininand of the writer. "The frenzied energy
!L;"oId-seekers " was one of the j)hrases that speeialK
pleased us. and we never failed to throw it at my father's
head whenever he was in a bit of a hurry.
And still th(; tale jToes on. Ouite recently the; familiar
old story appeared aj^ain in an Australian pap(.-r. the writer
observini^' that no bioi^raphy of the deceased artist would
be complete without an account of his e.\|)eri(.'nces in the
southern i^oldfields. It seems a j)ity to prick this pretty
bubble ; but as a matter of fact my father was never in
the i^oldllelds, and through the fifties he was hard at work
at home. It was W'oolner alone who went in search of the
elusive nui4i4et, but presently returned to his art work in
I'jimland, richer rather in experience than in solid iL^old.
Of one of the evenini;" meetini^s in Woolner's absence
Mr. Arthur Hughes obliges me with the following" note: —
"While \\'(M)lner was in Australia his Pre - kaj)haelite
Brothers agreed to draw one another and send the draw-
ings out to him ; and one day, when two or three of them
were about this at Millais' house, Alexander Munro, the
sculptor, chanced to call. Milhiis, havini;' finished his Pre-
Raphaelite Brotherhood subject. _n"ot Munro to sit, and drew
him, and afterwards accompanied him to the door with
the dravvinLi' in his hand, to which Munro was makini>; some
critical objection that Millais did not a^ree with. There
happened to be passing- at the time a couple of rout>h brick-
layers, fresh from their work — short pipes and all. To
them Millais suddenly reached out from the doorstep and
seized one, to his great surprise, and there and then con-
stituted them judi^es to decide upon the merits of the
likeness, while Munro, rather disconcerted, had to stand
in the street with his hat off for identiiication. A most
amusino- scene ! "
Mr. F. G, Stephens tells us somethintr further about the.se
portraits and the final Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood meetings.
He writes : " It was in the Gower Street studio that in
i>'^53 the variously described meeting" of the Pre-RaphaeHte
Brotherhood then in London occurred in order that the
ariists present might send as souvenirs to Woolner, then
1—6
i.
C
I
JOHN i:\'i:i--: v.v
and sitter, took my place anil drew Millais' head. The
head which Millais drew of me is now in my possession,
the '^\i\ of W'oolner, to whom it was, with the (Jthers. sent
to Sydne)-, whence he brought the whole of the portraits
back to I^ni^land. My jjortrait, which by the way is a
good deal out of drawing-, attests painfully enough the stale
of health and sore trouble in which I then was. This
meetinjr was one of the latest "functions" of the Pre-
Raphaelite Brotherhood in its orioinal state. Collinson had
seceded, and W'oolner emij^ratetl to th(.' " dii^^inj^s " in
search of the gold he did not fuid. Up to that time the
old affectionate conditions still existed among the Brothers,
but their end was near. Millais was shooting on ahead; Mr.
Holman Hunt was surelv. thouLih .slowlv, followin<>; his i)ath
towards fortune; 1). G. Rossetti had retired within himself,
and made no sign before the world ; W. M. Rossetti was
rising in Her Majesty's service ; and I was being continuedly
drawn towards that literary work which brought me bread.
None of the six had, however, departed from the essentials
of the Pre-Raphaelite faith which was in him."
'' P'erdinand lured by Ariel," painted in 1849, was another
important picture that warred with the prevailing sentiment
of the day, its high finish in every detail and the distinctly
original treatment of the subject tending only to kindle anew
the animosity of the critics against Millais and the principles
he represented. Kvcn the dealer for whom it was painted
as a commission for ^100 refused to take it, and when,
later on, it was exhibited at the Academy (now the National
Gallery), it was ignominiously placed low down in a corner
of one of the long rooms.
This shameless breach of contract on the part of the
dealer was a bitter disappointment to the young artist,
for he could ill afford to keep his pictures long in haid.
His parents, never well off, had given up everything or
•j.ick.'
i'ould i
:our \(
Had sti
he did
IiouscIk
|)re(ari(
< arn sn
actressc
soNereiLj
.1 matte
himself.
But I
presente
l)rought
aiul mat
sure he
110 offer
fully too
place, wh
it a chei
Slid brook
whom M
quietly .si
rhe picti
•Mr. W'yal
a little f(
pictures), ,
of Mr. He
(necembe
alterations
^old to Mi
Worked 01
the while
^ As to ii
Stephens,
the work h
and unchai
pleted in
in pencil <
picture. Mi
with his si
brushes, an
S,o|
sALi-: OF -1 1':ri)1Nani)"
s
Th.-
ssioii,
, S(J1U
rtraits
is ;i
; stall'
This
• Pre
)!! hatl
inother
Itimcnt
kinctly
anew
[nciplcs
)aintccl
when,
itional
Icorner
)f the
artist,
hand.
bg ior
•jack." and (k'lcrniiiiccl tlial lu.* should lack tor nolliiiij^ tlial
•oiiKl ill aiuwisc tend to liis ads aiKcinLiit, and tor tlic lasl
Miir years -t'\cr since he was sixteen )c'ars of as^i' — he
nad striven hard to re(|nile their kinchiess. suppiyini;. as
he iHd Iroin the i)rolits of his work, the i^^reater part ol tiie
lioiiselioKl L'XjxMises at (iower Street. I'o eke out Iiis
precarious income he often went to theatres, wliere he could
( .UMi small sums hy makini^ ski-tches of the actors and
actresses ; hut as he si^ldom iLjot more than a couj)lc of
soNcrci^iis for a finishetl |)()rtrait, this loss of /,ioo was
a matter of no small moment to his familv as wi'll as
innse
Hut
now an(
)ther chance lor the sale of " i'erdinand
])resented itself Mr. Trankum, an appreciativi; Iriend.
l)rou''ht to the studio a stranuer
who ailmn'ei
I it
<>reatl\-
and made so manv enc()urai< a new form witli this
FlKSI Skiicii kok
KKRDINANI) lAKKlt I!V ARn>;i.
hrodierl)- aL;reemeiU | ol" llie I're-KaphaeHle Hrollierhooil |.
and it was |)roI)ai)l\ in conse(|uen('(' ot liiis that I sal to iiini
for the hcail of the Prince in liie httic j)icture of ' l-'enUnand
hired l)y Ariel," whirh.
lu'inu; painted in 1S4C)
50, was at the Acadenn
in 1S50, and is the
leadin_n' e\amj)Ie of I're
R:i)»haelitism.
"Accordinjn" to Millais,
each lirother worked
accordinin" to his own
lijjjhts and the j^iMieral
vitnvs of the Brother-
hood at that time. .Such
l)ein<4' the case, I may
describe the manner of
the artist in this par-
ticular instance, in thj
summer and autumn of
1S49 he executed the
whole of that wonderful
I l)ac Unround, the de-
lii^htiul fi inures of the
elves and Ariel, and he
sketched in the Prince
, himself. The whole was
done upon a pure white
•ground, so as to obtain
the j^reatest brilliancy
i5" of the piij^ments. Later
on my turn came, and
in one lenythv sittins^ Millais drew my most un-Ferdinand-
like features with a pencil upon white paper, makino-, as
it was, a most exquisite drawing of the hii^hest finish and
exact fidelity. In these respects nothing could surpass t'lis
jewel of its kind. Something like it, but softer and !Mit
cjuite so sculpturesque, exists in the similar study Miliiis
'^^'^K'
fll
rr^'--- "'. /
I!**:*i
-^mi
IKKhlNAMt I.IKKK US AKIKI.
/'J' /iirmis-ii'ii <>/ M/: IhiDy Makii
•349
1 t
(cSjO]
made
It'ii!^" a;
( iallen
" U]
of fori
for the
was ex
manner
\\ent ai
and sir
nearly
•scarcel)
clickino
the shcl
marked
worked
old fellc
and as I;
iinchano
re(]iM'red
upright,
hgiire, I
dining-n
feet aga:
of Ferdi
" It w,
when til
surprisin
first met
hulk, anc
in these
member
outstretci
the groui
leet six ii
loLirteen
;ind eneri.
And n(
whose kii
iii'ide a d(
when he
* ombe \v
Oxford--;
1850]
MR. STEPHENS AS ''FERDINAND" 87
made In pencil for the head of Ophelia, which I saw not
l(.no- a^o, and which Sir W. I)0\vman lent to the (irosvenor
(iailerv in 1888.
" My portrait was comj)leteIy modelled in all resj)ects
of form and li.^'ht and shade, so as to be a perfeC study
for the head thereafter t(j be j)aintetl. The da\- after it
was executed Millais repeated the study in a less hnished
manner upon the panel, and on the day following that I
went a!:^ain to the studio in Gower Street, where 'Isabella'
and similar pictures were painted. From ten o'clock to
nearly five the sitting- continued without a stop, and with
scarcely a word between the painter and his model. The
clickino' of his brushes when they were shifted in his palette,
the slidinjr of his foot upon the easel, and an occasional sioh
marked the hours, while, strained to the utmost, Millais
worked this extraordinary fine face. At last he said, ' There,
old fellow% it is done!' Thus it remains as perfectly pure
and as brilliant as then- fiftv vears auo and it now remains
iinchanoed. For me, still leaning on a stick and in the
re(]uired posture, I had become (juite unable to move, rise
upright, or stir a limb till, much as if I were a stiffened lay-
figure, Millais lifted me up and carried me bodily to the
dining-room, where some dinner and wine put me on my
feet again. Later the till then unpainted parts of the figure
of Ferdinand were added from the model and a lay-figure.
" It was in the Gower .Street studio that Millais was wont,
when time did not allow of outdoor exercises, to perform
surprising feats of agility and strength. He had, since we
first met at Trafalgar Square, so greatly Jeveloped in tallness,
bulk, and manliness that no one was surprised at his progress
in these respects. He was great in leaping, and I well re-
member how in the studio he was wont to clear mv arm
outstretched from the shoulder — that is, about five feet from
the ground — at one spring. The studio measures nineteen
leet six inches bv twentv feet, thus oivino- him not more than
iourteen feet run. Many similar feats attested the strength
and energy of the artist,"
And now I must introduce two old friends of my father,
whose kindness and oenerositv to him in his vounger davs
made a deep and lasting impression upon his life. In 1S48,
when he first became acquainted with them, Mr. Thomas
tombe was the Su})erintendent of the Clarendon Press at
< )xford — a man of the most cultivated tastes, and highly
88
JOHN KVERETT MILLAIS
[1849
.S50I
rcsj)ectecl and beloved In- every member of the University
with whom he came into contact and his wife was a ver\
counterpart of himself Millais was siayino- at Oxford at
the time, engaj^cd in painting the picture of Mr. Wyatt and
his granddaughter referred to in an earlier portion of this
chapter, and the Combes, who were among the first to
recognise and encourage the efforts of the Pre-Raphaelite
School, took him under their wing, treating him with almost
parental consideration. In ICS49 he returned to Oxford, and
stayed with them while painting Mr. Combe's portrait, and
from that time they became familiar friends, to whom it was
always a pleasure to write.
The following letters, kindly placed at my disposal by
Mrs. Combe, serve to illustrate his life at this period.
Mr. Combe, it must be understood, Millais commonly
referred to as "The Pearly Christian"; Mrs. Combe he
addres.sed as " Mrs. Pat.'
To Airs. Combe.
" 17, H.wovKR Terr.mk, Rkcknt's Park,
''November \ith, 1H50.
"Mv DKAR Mrs. Pat, — Our departure was so velocitous
that I had no time or spirits to express my thanks to you
before leaving for your immense kindness and endurance
of all whimsicalities attached to my nature. I scribble
this at Collins' house, being totally incai)able of remaining
at my own residence after the night's rest and morning's
' heavv blow ' of breakfast. 'Ihe Clarendonian visit, the
Bottleyonian privations, and Oxonian martyrdoms have
wrought in us (Collins and myself) such a similar feeling
that it is quite impracticable to separate. I had to go
through the exceedingly difficult task of performing the
dramatic traveller's return to his home — embracing fero-
ciously and otherwise exulting in the restoration to the
bosom of my family. I say 1 had to ' perform ' this part,
because the detestation I hold London in surpasses all
expression, and prevents the possibility of my being pleased
to return to anybody at such a place. Mind, I am not
abusing the society, but the filth of the metropolis.
" Now for a catalogue of' words to express my thanks
to you and Mr. Combe. I have not got Johnson's dictionar\
lear m
possibi!
elude u
" Re
Note.
lare on
cottage
paintinij;
motherh
to by I)i
■ I ha\t
Collins,
nearly o
to Oxfo;
fare, so ;
left for t
said to
now, \\h(
when I s
It was in
'Ah, Mr.
your first
"Mv r:
lor the C
the marri
shall look
" I am
Mrs. Coll
\vith a mi
loN'ingkinc
•My p
My motht
visiting fri
to remain i
«5ol
CORRKSPONDKNCK
89
!k;
lear me. so I am at a loss. Your kindness has defeatetl the
j)ossii)ility of ever ade(|Liately thanUinj^" you, so I will con-
rkide with renderini^" my mother's orateful acknowledgments.
" Remember me to all my friends, and believe me,
" Yours most sincerely.
"John I'^. Mir.i.Ais."
Note. — The " I^ottleyonian privations" refer to the hard
fare on which Millais anil Charles Collins subsisted at the
cottage of Mrs. Kin;*-, at liotlev, whilst the former was
painting,' "The Woodman's Dauj^hter."' Mrs. Combe's
inotherlv kindness to the two voun<'" artists is thus referred
to by Dr. Birkbeck Hill in his book on the Rossetti letters:—
■ 1 have heard Mrs. Combe relate a storv how Millais and
Collins, when verv vouncj men, once lodued in a cottaLje
nearly opposite the entrance of Lord Abingdon's park close
to Oxford. She learnt from them that they _i;ot but poor
fare, so soon afterwards she drove over in her carriage, and
left for them a large meat-pie. Millais, she added, one day
said to Mr Combe, ' People had better buy my pictures
now, when I am working for fame, than a few years later,
when I shall be married and working for a wife and children.'
It was in these later years that old Linnell exclaimed to him,
' .\h, Mr. Millais, you have left your first love, you have left
vour first love ! ' "
'l^*'
unmg
the
have
deling
to go
the
fero-
th(
s al
To the same.
'"'^2). GowKK .Stkkkt, Bkdfori) S<,)Laki;,
"• Decemlwr 211 d, 1850.
" Mv DKAR Mrs. Pat. — First I thank you most intensely
lor the Church Service. The night of its arrival I read
the marriage ceremonv for the first time in mv life, and
shall look upon every espoused man with awe.
" I am delighted to hear that vou are likelv to visit
Mrs. Collins during the 1851 Exhibition, as you will meet
with a most welcome reception from that lady, who is all
lovingkindness.
■' My parents are likely to be out of town at that time.
My mother, not having left London for some years, prefers
visiting friends in Jersey and in familiar localities in LVance
to remaining" in the metropolis during the tumult and excite-
90
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
1S50
mcnt of 1851. I h()|3('. however. 011 another occasion you
will ha\(' th(' opportLinit) of Unowinj; them, in case the)
should be '>()n(; i)ef()re vou are here.
" Iwery Suncla) since I left Oxford Collins and 1 have
spent toi^ether. attendint^ Wells Street Church. I think you
will admit (when in town) that the service there is better
performed than any other you have ever attended. \\C
met there vesterdav mornine- a University man ot our
accjuaintance who admittetl its superiority over Oxford or
Cambridge I am ashamed to say that late hours at m'i.^ht
and ditto in the mornini^" are creeping' a^ain on us. Now
and then I make a desperate resolution to pluniL^e out of
bed when called, which ends in passively lyini;' down a^aiii.
A late breakfast (I won't mention the hour) and my la\ -
fi""ure [artist's dummvl stares at me in reprovin*)- astonish
ment as I enter mv studv. During" all this time I am so
powerlessly cold that 1 am like a moving automaton. I he
first impulse is to sit by mv stove, which emits a delicious,
genial, unwholesome, feverish heat, and the natural course;
of things brings on total incapacity to woik and absolute
laziness. In spite of this 1 manage to paint three hairs on
the woodman's little girl's head or two freckles on her (ace ;
and so laos the dav till dark, bv which time the room is
so hot. and the glue in the furniture therein so softened l)y
the warmth, that the chairs and tables are in peril of falling
to pieces before my face. . . . But I, like the rest of the
furniture, am in too delicate a state to be moved when the
call for dinner awakens the last effort but one in removing
my body to the table, where the last effort of all is recjuin d
to eat.
"This revives just strength enough to walk to Hanover
Terrace in a night so cold that h(3rses should wear great-
coats. Upon arriving there I embrace Collins, and z'/'rc
versa; Mrs. Collins makes the tea. and we drink it; we
then adjourn upstairs to his room and converse till about
twelve, when we say good-night, and again poor wretched
'Malay' [he was always called 'Mr. Malay' wherever lie
went I risks his lite in the London Polar vovat>e, meeting no
human beings but metropolitan jiolicemen, to whom he h is
an obscure intention of giving a feast of tea and thicker
bread and butter than that given by Mr. Hales, of Oxlord.
in acknowledgment of his high esteem of their services. \t
one o'clock in the morning it is too severely cold for anythi v^
iSsoJ
CORRESPONDENCE
91
l)c out l)iit a lamp-post, an
d 1 am one of that body.
ifei
iW
to his sh
not hi 11;,^^
Tencc
" RcspL'ctint^ my promised visit at Christmas, i
hiippcns to prevent me I shall certainly he with you then.
Shall probably come the ni_<;ht before, and leave the niyjht after.
"I have entirely settled my composition of "The Flocxl."
and shall commence it this week. i have also commenced
lh(; child's head in the wood scene,
" I have, as usual, [)lenty of invitations out, all of which I
have declined, caring" no more for such amusements. It is
useless to tell you that I am miserable, as this letter ^ives
vou my everyday life.
" Remember me to Mr. Combe most sincerely, and to all
about you, and believe me to remain.
" Ever your affectionate friend,
"John I'>\i;ri:tt Mii.i,.-\is."
In these clays he fre(juently referred to and made fun of
his e.\trenie slimness, as to which William jVIillais writes :
" My brother, up to the an;e of twenty-four, was very slii^ht
in h^ure, and his height of six feet tended to exaggerate the
tenuity of his appearance. He took pleasure in weighing
himself, and was deliu'hted with anv increase of weii^ht. I
remember when he went to Winchelsea in 1854 to paint the
background for the ' Hlincl Girl.' whilst waitinir for a Ilv at
the railways station we were weighed. I juiJt turned twelve
sione. and when my brother went into the scales the porter
was quite dumbfoundered when three stone had to be ab-
stracted before the proper balance was arrived at. ' Ah ! you
mav well look, my man.' said mv brother ; ' I ou'>ht to be
going about in a menagerie as a specimen of a living paper-
knife.' We all know how that state of things was altered in
alter years ; he might have gone back to his menagerie as a
specimen of fine manly vigour and physique."
7o Mr. Combe.
'"'^'Xf, Cower Strket, Bedford Sc^iare,
"-December \Gtli, 1S50.
" Dear I'^arlv Christevn,— I was extremely surprised and
dilighted at your letter. The kind wish therein that I might
s'av a little while at Christmas I am afraid can never be
gz
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[t85c
,,S5o|
realised, as I can oiiK- come and <••() for that day. Mv familw
as you may ima|Liine. were a little astonished on hearint^" my
intention to leave them at that time. They are, however,
reconciled now, antl I shall (all things permittini;) be with
you. I have settled down to London life again for the
present, and the quiet, pleasant time at Oxford seems lik(; ;i
PKNCII. DKSKIN lOU " IHK WOODMAN'S DAl'C.HTKR ' 1848
dream. I wish the thought of it would take that f(jnn
instead of keeping me awake almost every night up to three
and four o'clock in the morning, at which time the most
dejiressing of all circumstances happens — the performance of
'the Waits.' To hear a bad bcUid play bad music in an
empty street at night is the greatest trial I know. I should
not like to visit Dr. Leigh's asylum as a patient, so shal
!iiilea\'
present
•• Yo
1 will
iinusua
inevital
the kn(
plete m
quate tc
(juies,' i
])olitan
tions.
dine wil
and afte
brother
was so c
jireachej
great di^
•'And
blow ' le
assuranc
Catholic
After
•' Mv
hurried t
the static
over tho:
that we c
forgot to
your hair
Prav senc
"'It is
;it vour k
i«;
"So I
CORRKSPONDKNCK
91
!iulc;i\'()ur to lori^ft all byj^onc eiijoyinciits, to.ijcthcr with
present ami future; miseries that keep me from sleep.
" You will perhaps wonder what these ailments can be.
1 will enumerate them. First, a certainty of passini^^ an
iiiuisually turbulent life (which 1 do not like) ; secondly, the
inevitable enemies I shall create if fullv successful ; thirdly,
the knowledge of the immense application recjuireil to com-
plete my works for the coming exhibition, which I feel inade-
quate to perform. I think I shall adopt the motto ' in C(elo
(juies,' and go over to Cardinal Wiseman, ;is all the metro-
ijolitan Hio"h Church clep'vmen are sendin!>; in their resi''na-
lions. To-morrow (Sunday) Collins and myself are going to
dine with a University man whose brother has just seceded,
and afterwards to hear the Cardinal's second discourse. My
brother w -nt last .Sunday, but could not hear a word, as it
was so crowded he could not <>et near enouuh. The Cardinal
preaches in his mitre and full vestments, so there will be a
great display of pomp as well as knowledge
•'And now, mv deai- Mr. Combe, 1 must end this ' heavv
blow' letter with most affectionate remembrances and earnest
assurances to Mrs. Pat that I do not mean to turn Roman
Catholic just yet Also remember me kindly to the X'icar,
" And believe me to remain,
" Yours most affectionately,
"John Kvkrkit Malay."
After his Christmas visit he wrote
To Mrs. Conibt\
"83, GowEK Stkkkt, Bedkord Sqi ark,
"■December 30///, 1850.
" Mv DEAR Mrs. Comhk, — The last return was more
hurried than the first. I found my portmant(;au, when at
ihe station, unstrapped and undirected. \V(^ however, got
()\er those difficulties, and arrived safeh". I recollect now
that we did not say a farewell word to ^Nlr. Hackman ; also
forgot to ask you and Mr. Combe to give a small portion of
\our hair for the rings, there being a place for that purpcxse.
Pray send some for both.
" It is needless to say our relatives are somewhat surprised
; t your kind presents. They are universally admired. I am
94
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[185.
dc'cp ill tli(; iiiystcry of j)iiiTliasinn velvets and silk draperies
for my picuires [ ' Mariana ' ami ' Tlie Woodman's Dai lighter ' j.
The shopman sim|)ers with astonishment at the re(|uesi
coming;' from a male l)i|)ed. I hej^in to Ioiil;' for these toil-
sonie three months to |)ass over; 1 am sure, except on
vSimdays, never to go out in the daylii^ht a^ain for that
time.
" I have seen Charley Collins every ni^hl since, ami
see him ai^ain to-nii^ht. We l;'o tt) a dancing' party to
morrow: at least it is his desire, not mine. The davs draw
in so early now that ic is insanit) to stay up late at night, antl
get up at eleven or twelve the ne.xt morning. 1 wish you
were here to reatl to me. None of mv f.unilv will do that.
[In thmmission for vou to execute for me.
\'ou recollect the lodj^e at Hie entrance of Lord Abini^don's
house, where I used to leave my picture of the Wood
['ihe Woodman's Daughter '|. Well, in the first cottage
there is a little girl named l^sther ; would you ask the
mother to let you have a pair of her old walking-boots?
1 re(|uire them sent on to me, as I wish to paint them in the
wood. I do not care how old they are ; they are, of coin'se.
no use without having been worn. Will you please supply
the child with money to purchase a new pair ? I shall settle
with you when I see you in the spring. If you should see
a country-child with a l)right lilac j)inafore on, lay strong
hands on the same, and send it with the boots. It must be
long, that is, covering the whole underdress from the neck.
I do not wish it new, but clean, with some little pattern —
pink spots, or anything of that kind. If you have not time
for this task, do not scruple to tell me so.
" ' The Flood ' subject I have given uj) for this \ear, and
have substituted a smaller composition a little larger than
tht; Wood. The subject is quite new and, I think,
fortunate ; it is the dove returning to the Ark with the
olive-branch. I shall have three figures — Noah praying,
with the olive-branch in his hand, and the dove in the
breast of a young girl who is looking at Noah. The other
figure will be kissing the bird's breast. The background
will be very novel, as I shall paint several birds and animals
one of which now forms the prey to the other.
" It is quite impossible to explain one's intentions in a
letter ; so do not raise objections in your mind till you see it
finished. I have a horrible influenza, which however, has
'•—7
9H
lOlIN KN'KKKT'r MILLAIS
ll8ji
iKil (Iclcrri'il inc iVoin tin- usual ' lu'a\ y blow' walks wiih
I'ra Carlo. ... I th()U_L;lu I hail forLiottcii soiiu'iliiii)^ — ///.
s//iW(/s wiiich \()U niosl kiiull\' t)tTi'rccl to do for inc. I \\a.
not Jokinj; when I hiiucil to you that I should like to ha\c
iJK.'in. If you arc in earnest I shall he oiil\ too i^lad to haii-
them round in\ room, for I liki; them so much hetter than
an\ papiT, that when I have a house of m\ own you shall
sec cvcrv room decorated in that wav. . . .
" Yours dcvotedl).
"JuIlN I'^VKUKIT MiLI-.MS."
"Ihc l''Io()d " sul)jcct (a subject altojucthcr different from
that of another picture called "A I*'lood." painted by the
artist in iS/O) was never completed as an oil picture,
althoULih he made a fmisheci drawint;' of it, which is now
in my j)()ssession, havin_n' been juiven to me by my mother,
As will be seen from his letter to Mr. Combe, " The
Return of the Dove to the Ark" (otherwise known as "The
Daughters of Noah," or "The Wives of the Sons of Noah")
had the first place in his mind, and eventually he painteil
it at the house in Ciower Street, it represents two ^irls
(supposed to be inmates of the Ark) clad in simple garments
of u^reen and white, and caressinj^' the dove. The picture
was shown in the Academy of i(S5i, along with "The Wood-
man's Daughter" and " ^Iariana," and was next exhibited
in Paris in 1855 with "The Order of Release" and
"Ophelia," when, says Mr. Stephens, "the three works
attracted much attention and sharp discussion, which greatly
extended Millais' reputation." It was again shown in the
International Exhibition of 1862, as were also "Apple
Blossoms," "The Order of Release," and "The V^ale of
Rest"; and by Mr. Combe's will it has now become the
property of the University of Oxford.
On this subject my uncle, William Millais, writes : "The
unbiased critic must be constrained to admit that if there
is one thing to criticise in the paintings in these days of his
glorious vouth, it is the inelet»ance of one or two of the
figures. The girls in 'The Return of the Dove' and
• Mariana' are the two most noticeable examples, and I have
heard the artist admit as much himself. The head of the
little girl in 'The Woodman's DauLihter,' which was altered
after many years much for the worse, was in its original stc te
ll.Sj.
Nvilli
J— ///<
I w a -
> ha\c
) liaii'4
r than
I sh.ill
\is.
t troin
bv the
)icturi^
is now
iiothcr.
" Tlu'
i "The
N'oah")
[)aiiU S<,»rAUi:,
" I'cbinaty 10///, 1S51.
" Mv !)|;au Mus, l'.\r,--'rhe brevity with which my
troublesome re(|uest was executed astonished me, and I
return you all the thanks tUu; to so kind an attention. The
piiiatore will ilo beautifully, as also the boots. The ' Lyra
Innocentium" I brou_L;ht from Oxford at Christmas-time.
1 have j^iven Collins the one directed for him. ro-ni_L;"ht
1 commence tor the tirst time this vear eveniim work which
lasts till twelve, and which will continue for the next few
months. I am now proj^ressin^' rapiilly ; the 'Mariana" is
nearly completed, and, as I ex[)ected, the i^entleman to whom
1 promised the first refusal has purchased it. The Wood
scene is likewise far advanced, and I hojie to commence the
\oah the latter part <>f this week.
" I have had lately an order to j)aint St. GeorL^e and the
Dratjon for next year. It is a curious subject, but I like it
Muich, as it is the bad'^e of this country.
" I see Charley every night, and we dine alternate Sundays
at each other's houses. To-night he conies to cheer me in
my solitude. I give up all invitations, and scarcely ever see
anybody. Have still got my cold, and do not expect that
tenacious friend will take any notice of the lozen
ordered ;i
to take a
of loaths(
they inclii
the fumes
will leave
will be so
in Europe
' ' Say al
think fit tc
ii''!
To the same.
"83, GowKR Street,
''April 15///, 185 1.
" Mv DEAR Mr. Com he, — You must be prepared to S(;e
an immense literarv assault on mv works ; but I fancv some
papers will give me all the credit the others withhold. To
tell you the truth, artists know not what course to follow -
whether to acknowledge the truth of our style, or to stand
out against it. Many of the most important have already
(before me) admitted themselves in the wrong — men whc^se
reputation would suft'er at the mention of their names !
"Mv Dl
morn i no-, a
to see then
)'ou have
Times, whi
however, i:
/ry' 9///, 185 1.
■■ Mv DEAR Mr. Comije, — I received the shields this
morning, and hasten to thank you most heartily. I hope
to see them ranged round my studio next week. No doubt
you have seen the violent abuse of my pictures in the
IIdu's, which I believe has sold itself 10 destroy us. That,
however, is quite an absurd mistake of theirs, for, in spite
ot their denouncing my pictures as unworthy to hang on
any walls, the famous critic, Mr. Ruskin. has written offering
to purchase your picture of ' The Return of the Dove to
th'- Ark.' I received his letter this morning, and have this
* The picture (''The Dove") was never enyraved, the woodcut only appearing
in .''/le Ilhistnited London News.
102
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
■|,S;i
evcnino; made him aware of the previous sale. I have
had more than one apj)lication for it. and you could, I ha\(
little doubt, sell it for as much again as I shall ask you.
" There are few papers that speak favoural)ly of me. as
they principally follow the Tunes. Vnr once in a way
that i^reat leader of public opinion will be; slightly out in
its conjectures. There are articles in the Spectator and
Daily N^ews as Ljreat in praise as the others are in abuse.
" Where are you, in London or O.xford ? Mrs. Pat s
letter did not specif)' the locality. Remember me aff(;c
tionately to her. and believe me.
" Ever sincerely yours.
"JoiI.N lu KRKTT iMlLL.MS."
To the same.
'* 83, CJcjwKR Strkkt,
'' Mav 10,
1 8 ; I .
" My dear Mr. Comim:. — I think if your friend admires
Charley's sketch he would be particularly charmed with the
picture, and would never regret its purchase, as a work
so elaborately studied would always (after the present panic)
command its [)rice, ^150.
"Most men look back u[)on their early paint inj^s -for
which they have received but poor remuneration — as the
principal instruments of their after wealth. Eor one j^reat
instance, see Wilkie's ' Blind P'iddler,' sold for ^20, now
worth more than ^1000! TLarly works are also oenerally
the standard specimens of artists, as ^reat success blunts
enthusiasm, and little by little men get into carelessness,
which is construed by idioti;: critics into a nobler handlini;.
Putting aside the good work of purchasing from thos(;
who retjuire encouragement, such patrons will be res|)ectecl
afterwards as wise and useful men amongst knavish fools.
who should be destroyed in their revolting attemi)ts 10
crush us — attempts so obviously malicious as to prove our
rapid ascendancy. It is no credit to a man to purchase
from those who are opulent antl acknowledged by the
world, so your friend has an opportunity for beconiing one
of the first-named wise patrons who shall, if we live, !>e
extolled as having assisted in our (I hope) final success.
"Hunt will, I think, sell his; there is a man about it,
>S;i
,-,;i
CORRKSPONDKNCK
103
iiid it is a verv tliic picture. Mv somewhat sho\viiiaiilii- to a vounij' ijirl,
who will be in the act of plii;htiny^ her troth to a man wholly
engrossed in his love, the parents of each uniting in con-
liTatulation at the consummation of their own and their
cliildren's happiness. A drunkard will be railing boisterousi ;
ai another, less intoxicated, f(jr his cowardice in beini;" some-
what appalled at the view the open window presents — flats
ol oiistenini;- water, revealinj^- but the summits of mountains
104
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[1851
uS;i
and crests of poplars. The rain will he hcatinj^^ in the face-
of the terrified attendant who is holdini;- out the shutter,
wall-stained and runninLi' down with the wet, but sli'>"htl\
as yet inundating the lloor, 'inhere will also be the ver yours affectionately,
"John KvF.kKTr Mili.ais."
io6
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[tS5,
" xMariana in the Moated Granite" was exhibited this \ear
with the tollovviiii^- (|LU)tation from 'reiiiiyson's well-known
poem : —
"She only said, ' My life is dreary —
He coinelli not,' she said :
She said, ' I am aweary, aweary —
I would that I were dead.' "
The j)ictiii"e re])resents Mariana risinj^" to her full height
and bending backwards, with half-closed eyes. She is wear\
of all things, incliidinin' the embroider) -frame which stands
before her. Her dress of deep rich blue contrasts with the
red-orange colour of the seat beside which she stands. In
the front of the fii^ure is a window of stained j^lass, through
which may be seen a sunlit i^arden beyond ; and in contrast
with this is seen, on the rij^ht of the i)icture, an oratory, in
the dark shadow of which a lamp is burninj^-.
Spielmann's observations on this work are not cpiite eas\
to understand. He says the subject is a " Rossettian one.
without the Rossettian emotion."* If so. the lack of
emotion must be due rather to the poet than to the painter,
for, referring- lo this picture in the Maoaziiic of Art of
September, ICS96, he sj)eaks of Millais' "artistic expression
beini^" more keenly sensitive to the hii^hest forms of written
poetry than any other painter of his eminence who ever
appeared in Ent>land." He thinks, too. that the colour is
too stroni^ and ij^ay to be quite in harmony with the subject.
thouLjh immediately afterwards he (juotes the particular lines
which Millais sought to illustrate : —
"... 15ut most she loathed the hour
When the thick-moated sunbeam lay
Athwart the chambers, and the day
Was sloping towards his Western bower."
The sun, then, was shinino; in all its splendour, and though
poor Mariana loathed the sight, the objects it illuminated
were none the less brilliant in colour. And so they appear
in the picture. The shadows, too, are there in happy con-
trast, and every object is seen in its true atmosphere, without
any clashing of values.
In the Times of May 13th, 1851, Ruskin noticed th'j
picture in his characteristic manner. He was glad to sec
that Millais' " Lady in blue is heartily tired of paintci
* The critic, too, seems to forget that all Rossctti's emotional siilijccts we^ ■
painted years later.
J't '-n
Id the
lo SC('
liinte'i
Its wc
1 85 1 I
window
I hat sin
and dt:
achievcM
rc't^ards
• Icliohtf
Miliais
instead
[)ur|)ose,
Tiic ;
luindred
ihrouoh
i )unlop,
owns " J
Durin
one day
to the w;
beini;" st(
he could
1 5 Lit whe
who had
search ol
across tl
h'j^htning-
it the poc
position f
The w
h"om one
chapel Wci
iij), and tl
outside wj
windows.
Of all
more trul
ah-eadv ir
painted ir
ill 1851.
* A similc'i
v< ry moment
■'I ' oilic dog SI
i«5'l
AN OBLKHNG MOUSK
109
windows and idolalrous toik'l-tahU;."' but niaiiilained ■•ciicrallv
ihat since the days ot All)crt 1 )urc'i- no sludies ol draperies
and d(!tails, nothinj;' so earnest and conij)lete. had been
achieved in art -Ji judgment which, says Spiehiiann. "as
regards execution, will hardly be rexersetl to-day." With
ilelightful inconse{|uence. Ruskin afterwards addetl that, had
Millais "j)ainted ^lariana at work in an unmoated grannc
instead of idle in a moated one, it had l)een more to the
l)ur|)Ose, whether of art or life."
The [)icture was sold to Mr. P^irrer, the dealer, for one
hundred and fifty j)ounds. and after passing successively
liirough the hands of Mr. H. W'indus and Mr. J. M.
l)Lmlop. it now rests with Mr. Ilenry Makins, who also
owns " I^'erdinand " and "For the Scjuire."
During the execution of this work Millais came down
one clay and foimd that things were at a standstill owing
to the want of a model to [)aint from. He naturall) disliked
being stoj)))ed in his work in this way. and the only thing
he could think of was to sketch in the mouse that
"Behind the mouldering wainscot siirickcd,
Or from the crevice peer'd about."
l)Ut where was the mouse to paint from? Millais' father,
who had just come in. thought of scouring the countrv in
st.arch of one, but at that moment an obliging mouse ran
across the floor and hid behind a portfolio. Quick as
lightning Millais gave the portfolio a kick, and on removing
it the poor mouse was found quite dead in the best possible
position for drawing it.*
The window in the background of "Mariana" was taken
from one in Merton Chapel, Oxford. The ceiling of the
chapel was being painted, and scaffolding was of course put
ii]), and this Millais made use of whilst working. The scene
outside was painted in the Combes' garden, just outside their
windows.
Of all the pictures ever painted, there is probably none
more truly PreT'iaphaelite in character than one I have
alreadv mentioned — ''The Woodman's Daughter.' It was
painted in 1850 in a wood near Oxford, and was exhibited
in 185 I. F^very blade of grass, every leaf and branch, and
* A similar incident, in which tlie wished-for model actually a])i)earcd at the
\ I ly moment when its ]jresence was most desired, occurred some \ears later, w hen
a I ollie dog suddenly turned up to ser\e as a model in " Blow, blow, thou Winter
\^ind." ' - -.
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I'
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JOHN i':\'i:Ri:ir millais
[I8SI
cvcrv shadnw ilial llic\ cast in the simiiy wood is prL'sciUcil
hvni with unlliiuhiiiL^ realism and infiiiitc delicacy of detail.
N'el the liinures are in no way swamped In their surroimdintrs,
every accessory takini^' its propi-r place, in siiljordination tn
die ri^urt^s and the tale thev have to tell. TIk; contrast
hetween the i)oy the |)ersonirication of aristocratic rethie
ment — and the imttitored clild of natiirt; is very striking,
as was no doiiht intended hv Mr. Coventrv h'atmore. whose
poem. "The Tale of Poor Mand," daughter of (icrald the
wootlman, the- picture* was intendeil to illustrate.
'• Mlv talc is lliis : In tlic swcft aj^c,
When Heaven's our side the lark,
She used to ,^0 with (lerald where
He work'd hom morn to dark,
I'or montlis, to thin tlie crowded groves
Of tlie ancient manor park.
''Slie went with him to tiiink sh'.- helptl ;
And whilst he hack'd and saw'd
The rich .Sciuire's son, a young boy then,
Wiiole mornings, as if awed.
Stood silent hy, and ga/ed in turn
At Gerald and on Maud.
"And sometimes, in a sullen .one,
He'd offer fruits, and slie
Received them always with an air
So unreserved and free,
'I'hat shame-faced distance soon became
Familiarity."
William Millai:; contriluites the followino- note on this
paintii\^ .- -
'' I think, [)erhaps, the most beautiftil backoroimd ever
j)ainted by my brother is to be found in his picture of ' The
Woodman's Dauohter' a copse of youno; oaks standino" in
a tangle of bracken and untrodden underwood, every plant
oraceful in its virgin splendour,
" Notice the exquisitely tender greys in the bark of the
vouno- oak in the foreground, against which the brilliantly
clothed lordling is leaning. T^very touch in the fretwork
tracery all about it has been caressed by a true lover of his
art, for in these liis glorious early days one can see that not
an iota was slurred over, but that every beauty in nature met
with its due apprec.'ation at his hands.
" Kve cannot follow the mvsterious interlacino- of all tlv
wonderful green things that spring up all about, where ever\
kind of woodgrowth seems to be striving to get the uppc
I.S5I 1
iiand ;i
tendril
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;ecltidc
noble |(
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lirother
The VI
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• Whv,
Millai.s,
ihotigh
paint al
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ciittage
where h
Mr.
scribed
painting
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leather <
how he ;
and swoi
" 'J1ie
sen ted I
(iarden
I'Uir — a
have he;
afterwarc
It was
(l(;tence
earnest c
In the t
" that on
wholenes
lection ot
though s
Hunt" a:
"they ar
degree ot
dice to c
h.Sjl
uS;i
Tin-: WOODMAN'S DAUCillTKR" in
l)l;iiU
of the
liantly
twork
of his
It not
e met
11 th-
ever\
up pel'
hand aiul to n-aeh the smiHirht first, where every leaf and
leiulril stands out in hold relief.
"This hackj^rniind was |)ainled near ( ).\f()rd. in a most
secluded spot, and \'el my brother hail a dail\' \ isitor 'a
nohU-' lord of hit^h decree '- who used to watch him work for
.1 miiuite or two, maU(; one remark, ' Well, sou are i^ctlinj^
Mil ; you've plenty of room yet,' and then sileiuK disap|)ear.
After a time these visits ceased, and upon their renewal my
hrother had in the interim almost linished the hackMroimd.
The visitor, on seeing" his work, exclaimed, 'Win. alter all.
\()u've not j^ot it in!' My brother asked what it was.
"Why, O.vford, of course! You should ha\'e put it in.'
Millais, who had his back to the town, explained that al-
though Art could do wonders, it had never \et been able to
paint all roimd th(; compass."
To be near his work on this picture Millais stayed in the
cottaLje of a Mrs. Kin^', at liotley. Lord Abin^tlon's park,
where he was joined by his friend Charles Collins.
Mr. Arthur Hui^hes writes: " I'\ (i. .Stephens has de-
scribed to me how he was with Millais in the country whi-n
jjaintinj.^ 'The Woodman's l)au!4hter' (the subject from
C'oventry Patmore). and how Millais was painting- a small
fi ather dropped from a bird in the immetliate forei^round ;
how he stamped and cursed over it, and then scraped it out
and swore he would ^et it ri^ht and ilitl.
" The strawberries which appear in the picture, as pre-
sented by the youni;- aristocrat, were boui^ht in Covent
(iarden in March. ' 1 had to pay hve-and-si.xpence for the
four — a vast sum for me in those davs, but necessarv ' I
have heard him say, 'and Charlie Collins and I ate them
afterwards with a thankftil heart,' "
It was in this year (1851) that Ruskin took up arms in
defence of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood, and no more
earnest or more eloquent advocate could they have desireil.
Ill the first volume of Modern Paiiiicj'S he insisted that
"that only is a complete picture which has both the general
wholeness and eftect of Nature and the inexhaustible per-
tection of Nature's details" ; and, pointino- to "the admirable,
though strange pictures of Mr, Millais and Mr, Holman
Hunt" as examples of progress in this direction, he added,
"they are endeavouring to paint, with the highest possible
degree of completion, what they see in Nature, without refer-
ence to conventional or established rules ; but bv no means
I 12
JOHN KVI'RKI r MILLAIS
f'«5'
to iiiiilalc llic- si\lc of ,iii\ |)asi cjxKh. Ihcir works arc.
in linish of (Irawin;..^ and in splciuloiir of colour, llic Ix'si
ill llic Koyal Acailciny. and I have i^rcal liopL* thai they
mav l)L'ConiL' the foundation ot a more earnest and ahh
school of Art than vve have seen for centuries."
Mtire was a heav\ blow to the IMiiiistiiies of the Press,
for at this time Ruskiii was all but universally acct;|)ted as
th(! tinal authoritv in matters of /\rt. Hut a heavier yet
was in store for them. In an addendum to one of his
published Lcclincs on A rcliili'tinrc aud Painlino; XkicXwxkis
delivered at luIinburL^h in November, 185^ he declared
that "the ver\- faithfulness of the Pre-Kaplia(;lites arises
from thi^ redundance of thtMr imaj^inative |)ower. Not oiiK
can all the members of the | Pre-Raphaelite | School conijiosc
a thousand times bc-tter than the men who jiretend to look
down uj)on them, but I {|uesti()n whether even the sj^reatest
men of old times possesseil more exhaustless invention than
either Millais or Rossetti. ... As 1 was copyinj^^ this
sentence a pamphlet was put into my hand, written by a
cleri^yman. denouncing;, ' Woe, woe, woe, to e.Kceedin^ly
youiij4" men of stubborn instincts callint;^ themselves Pre-
Raphaelites.' I thank Ciocl that the Pre-Raphaelites are
youni;", and that strength is still with them, and life, with
all the war of it, still in front of them. Yet luerett Millais,
in this year, is of the exact a_ue at which Raphael painted
the ' I)is))Lita,' his jj^reatest work; Rossetti and Hunt are
both of them older still ; nor is there one m( . i/.ier so younji^
as (iiotto when he was chosen from amonj^ the painters to
decorate the Vaticum of ital\-. Hut Italy, in her ^reat
periotl, knew her s^reat men, and did not despise their youth.
It is reserved for I^nj^land to insult the strength of her
noblest children, to wither their warm enthusiasm early
into the bitterness of patient battle, and to leave to thcjsc
whom she should have cherished and aided no hope but
in resolution, no refuj^e but in disdain."
Thus spoke the oracle in 1S53, nor (as will presendy
appear) was his zeal abated in 1H55, when "The Rescue"
was exhibited, or in 1856. when "Peace Concluded" ap-
l)eared on the Academy walls. Hut, strans^e to say, after
that period works of Alillais, executed with ecjual care and
with the same fastidious regard for details (the lovely " VaK;
of Rest " and " Sir Isumbras " for instance), were condemned
by him in unmeasured terms.
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CHAPTER IV.
Millais commences " 0|)heli;i"— Holman Hunt, Charlcf Collins, William and John
Millais paint at Worcester Park P'arm — Further letters to the Combes — Millais
thinks of going to the East Commencement of diary and "The Huguenot"
— Hunt at work on "The Light of the World" and "The Hireling Shepherd"
— Collins' last picture — Millais' idea for "The Huguenot "—He argues it out
with Hunt — .NFeetsan old sweetheart — Returns to (lower Street — Miss Siddal's
sufferings as model for "Ophelia" — Success of "Ophelia" — Arthur Hughes
and Millais — Criiics of 1852 — Woman in art — Oeneral Lcmpriere on his
sittings for "The Huguenot" — Miss Ryan — Miller, of i'reston — Letters from
(i85>
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n
I' ;!.
V
, ground of his picture, in the month
oi July, vvnen tne river tlovvers and water-weeds were in full
bloom. Having- selected his site, the next thin^- was to
obtain lod<'in<'S within easv distance, and these he secured
in a cottage near Kingston, with his friend Holman Hunt as
a companion. They were not there very lonj^, however, for
presently came into the neij^hbourhood two other members of
the Pre-Ra{)haelite fraternity, bent on working together ; and,
uniting with them, the two moved into Worcester Park Farm,
where an old garden wall happily served as a background
for the " Huguenot," at which Millais could now work
alternately with the "Ophelia."
It was a jolly bachelor party that now assembled in the
farmhouse — Holman Hunt, Charlie Collins, William and
John Millais — all determined to work in earnest ; Holman
Hunt on his famous " Light of the World" and " The Hire-
ling Shepherd," Charlie Collins at a background, William
Millais on water-colour landscapes, and mv father on the
backgrounds for the two pictures he had then in hand.
From ten in the morning till dark the artists saw little of
each other, but when the cveninos " broucrht all things home "
they assembled to talk deeply on Art, drink strong tea, and
discuss and criticise each other's pictures.
F^ortunately a record of these interesting days ir. preserved
to us in Millais' letters to Mr. and Mrs. Combe, and his di'^ry
— the only one he ever kept — which was written at this time,
and retained by my un^^^e William, who has kindly placed it
at my disposal. Here are some of his letters — the first of
which I would commend to the attention of Max Nordau,
referring as it does to Ruskin, whom Millais met for the first
time in the summer of this year. It was v/ritten from the
cottage near Kingston before Millais and Hunt removed to
Worcester Park Farm.
To Ah's. Combe.
" SuRinrox Hill, Kingston,
''July 2mi, 185 L
" Mv DEAR Mrs. Comije, — I have dined and taken breakfast
with Ruskin, and we are such good friends that he wishes
me to accompany him to Switzerland this summer. . . . We
are as yet singularly at variance in our opinions upon Art.
#'"'\ V
ime,
2d it
: of
lau.
first
the
1 to
cfast
shes
We
Art.
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3*
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1851]
One (
shall
and I
"Y
I am !
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mornii
in the
than r
uncom
of pea
W^e St
changt
the ad
thincr.'
those (
stare, ;
potanii
"M>
experie
have a
first dil
have ai
mine, s
necessa
under a
halfpeni
satisfy i
threater
trespass
admissic
cut ; an
water, a
wlien th
liiraduallv slacken in his admiration.
" You will see that I am writing this from KiuL^ston, where
I am stopping, it beint^" near to a river that I am painting' for
'Ophelia.' We i^et up (Hunt is with me) at six in the
morning, and are at work by eight, returning home at seven
in the eveninij". The lodoings we have are somewhat better
than Mistress King's at Botley, but are, of course, horribly
uncomfortable. We have had for dinner chops and suite
of peas, potatoes, and gooseberry tart four days running.
We spoke not about it, believing in the certainty of some
change taking place ; but in private we protest against
the adage that ' you can never have too much of a good
thing.' The countrvfolk here are a shade more civil than
those of Oxfordshire, but similarly given to that wondering
stare, as though we were as strange a sight as the hippo-
potamus. *
" My martyrdom is more trying than any 1 have hitherto
experienced. The Hies of Surrey are more muscular, and
have a still greater propensity for probing human flesh. Our
first difficulty was ... to acquire rooms. Those we now
have are nearly four miles from Hunt's spot and two from
mine, so we arrive jaded and slightly above that temperature
necessary to make a cool commencement. I sit tailor-fashion
under an umbrella throwing a shadow scarcely larger than a
halfpenny for eleven hours, with a child's mug within reach to
satisfy my thirst from the running stream beside me. 1 am
threatened with a notice to appear before a magistrate for
trespassing in a field and destroying the hay ; likewise by the
admission of a bull in the same field after the said hay be
cut ; am also in danger of being blown bv the wind into the
water, and becoming intimate with the feelings of Ophelia
when that lady sank to muddy death, together with the (less
likely) total disappearance, throu^ih the voracity of the Hies.
There are two swans who not a little add to my misery by
persisting in watching me from the exact spot I wish to
paint, occasionally destroying every water-weed within their
l!.3
* It was in this year, 1850, that the first specimen of tlie hiijpopotanuis was
seen in London. Millais seems to have been of the same opinion as Lord
Macaulay, who says : " I have seen the hip|K)potamiis, both asleep and awake ;
and I can assure vou that, awake or asleep, he is the ugliest of the works
of (led."
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JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[185.
1S51]
DKSKIN I'OR A I'ICIUKK OK "ROMKO AM) JUI.IKT." 1852
reach. My sudden perilous evolutions on the extreme bank,
to persuade them to evacuate their position, have the effect of
entirely derangino- my temper, my picture, brushes, and
palette ; but, on the other hand, they cause those birds to look
most oenignly upon me with an expression that seems to
advocate greater patience. Certainly the painting of a
picture under such circumstances would be a greater punish-
ment to a murderer than hanuino-.
" I have read the Sheepfolds, but cannot give an opinion
u|ion 1
mv ne;
"M
friends
"My
to sheep
that I f
socks.
1 (readii
devourir
to write
steaks o
are out c
" We
suspicior
is occasi
ration)
ascertain
to bear
.S5l]
CORRKSPONDENCK
I 21
upon it yet. I feel it very lonely here. Please write before
my next.
" Mv love to the Earlv Christian and remembrances to
y
*'''<^-"<^^^- " Verv affectionatelv vonrs.
"John Iukkhtt Mii.lais."
I'
THK LAST SCKXK, "KO.MKO AND JUMKT."
ink.
ct of
and
look
s to
)f a
nish-
nion
To Airs. Combe.
" SuKHiTcjN Hill, Kincstox,
">6'. 1851-
" Mv DEAR Mrs. Pat, — 1 have taken such an aversion
to sheep, from so frequently having mutton chops for dinner,
that I feel my very feet revolt at the proximity of woollen
socks. Your letter received to-day was so entertaining- that
1 (reading and eating alternatelv) nearlv forgot what I was
devouring. This statement will, I hope, induce Mr. Combe
to write to me as a relish to the inevitable chops. The
steaks of Surrey are tougher than Brussels carpets, so they
are out of the question.
" We are getting on very soberly, but have some
suspicions that the sudden decrease of our bread and butter
is occasioned by the C — — family (under momentary aber-
ration) mistaking our fresh butter for their briny. To
ascertain the truth, we intend bringing our artistic capacity
to bear upon the eatables in question by taking a careful
122
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[185,
!S;i
drawini^ of their outline. I'pon their reappearance; wc; shall
refer to tlie portraits, and thereby discover whether the steel
of Sheffield has shaven their features. I This thev did and
made sk(;tches of the butter.] Hunt is writing' beside nic
the description of (his) your picture. He has read Ruskin's
pamphlet, and with me is anxious to read Dyce's reply,
which I thank you for ordering. In the field where I am
paintinir there is hav-makin<>' L!()in<»" on ; .so at times I am
surrounded by women and men, the latter of which remark
that mine is a tedious job, that theirs is very warm work,
that it thundered somewhere yesterday, that it is likely we
shall have rain, and that they feci thirsty, very thiisty. An
uneasiness immediately comes over me ; my fin<^ers tingle
to bestow a British coin upon the honest yoemen to jret rid
of them ; but no, I shall not indulijj'e the scoundrels after
their rude and ((reedy applications. Findin(( hints move me
not, they boldly ask for money for a drop of drink. In the
attitude of Napoleon commanding; his troops over the Alps.
I desire them to behold the river, the which I drink. Then
comes a shout of what some writers would call honest
country laughter, and I, coarse brutality. Almost every
morning Hunt and I give money to children ; so all the
mothers send their offspring (amounting by appearance to
twelve each) in the line of our road ; and in rank and file
they stand curtsying with flattened palms ready to receive
the copper donation. This I like ; but men with arms larger
round than my body hinting at money disgusts me so much
that I shall paint some day (I hope) a picture laudator}
of Free Trade.
"Good-night to vourself and Mr. Combe; and believe
that I shall ever remain
" Most faithfully yours,
"John Everktt Millais."
grows
and I
])lant I
There
of soft
its nai
meado
"I
inciden
When
''I
apolog.
Heggin
To Airs. Conibc.
" Kingston,
''July 28///, 1 85 1,
" Mv DEAR Mrs. Comise, — Many thanks tor Uyce's
answer, which I received yesterday, and as yet have read
but little, and that little imperfectly understand.
" In answer to your botanical inquiries, the flow^ering rusb
CORRKSPONDHNCK
12;
• 'TOWS most luxuriantlv aloiv'' the hanks of the river hcrt",
and I snail j)aint it in the picture |"()))heha'|. 'I'lie other
|)lant named I am not sufficiently learned in llowers to know.
There is the doi^-rose, river-daisy, forget-me-not, and a kind
of soft, straw-coloured hlossom (with the word 'sweet' in
its name) also ^rowini^' on the bank ; I think it is called
meadow-sweet.
" I am nijj['htly working- my brains for a subject. Some
incident to illustrate j)atience I ha\e a desire to paint.
When I catch one I shall write you the descrii)tion.
'• I enclose Hunt's key to the missionary picture, with
apologies from him for not having sooner prepared it.
Begging you to receive his thanks for your kind invitation,
believe me, with affectionate regards to Mr. Combe,
" Most trulv vours,
"John Evkkhtt Mii.lais."
To Mrs. Coiubc,
" WoRCKSTEK Park F"arm, near Cheam, Sukkev.
'' Scptciiibcr, 185 1.
" Mv dear Mrs. Co.Mr.E,--You will see by the direction
that we have changed our spot, and much for the better.
Nothing can exceed the comfort of this new place. Little
to write about except mishaps that have occurred to me.
" I have broken the nail of the left-hand little, finger
off it the root ; the accident happened In catching a ball
at cricket. I thoutjfht at first the bone was broken, so I
moved off at once to a doctor, who cut something, and said
I should lose the nail. I have been also bedridden three
days from a bilious attack, from vhich, through many drugs,
I am recovered.
" We all three live together as happily as ancient monastic
brethren. Charley [Collins] has immensely altered, scarcely
indulging in an observation. I believe he inwardlv thinks
that carefulness of himself is better for his soul. Outwardlv
it goes far to destroy his society, which now, when it
happens that I am alone with him, is intolerably unsym-
pathetic. I wish you could see this farm, situated on one
of the highest hills in this county. In front of the house
'.here is one of the finest avenues of elm trees I ever saw.
" We live almost entirely on the produce of the farm.
"A,
124
JOHN HVKRHTT MILLAIS
[1851
which su|)|)lics every Meeessiiry. Colh'iis scarc(!ly ever eats
pastry; he ahslains, I taiicx , on rehi^ions ))riiu'i|)les.
" KeiiKMnher me alteciionately to the inotlier who |)ann)ers
him, aiul Ijclieve me
" Most affectionately \ours.
''John Mil, I. .MS."
To Mr. L'omhc.
" \V()R( r.STKK I'auk l'".\kM.
" Octohi'i- \^(/i, 1S51.
•' Mv DKAR Mr. CoMiii;, Voii must have felt sometimes
(jiiite inculpable of answering;' a letter. .Such has been my
state. I have made two fruitless att(Mnpts. and shudder
for the end of this. liuni and self are both delij^htecl
by your letter, detectin^t;' in it a serious intent to behold
us plant the artistic umbrella on the sands of Asia. He
has read one of the travels you sent us. 7/ic Camp and
the Cara7H7u, and considers the obstacles as trilling' and
easy to be overcome by three tieterminetl men. two of whom
will have the aspect of ferocity, beini;' bearded like the pard.
Hunt can testify to the fertility of my upper lip, which
aui»urs well for the under soil. It therefore (under a tropical
sun) may arrive at a Druidical excellence.
" Two of the children beloni^ini;- to the house have come
in and will not be turned out. 1 play with them till dinner
and resume work at>ain afterwards. The weather to-day
has prevented my painting" out of doors, so I comfortably
painted from some flowers in the dinin^-rocmi. Hunt walked
to his spot, but returned disconsolate and wet through.
Collins worked in his shed and looked most miserable ; he
is at this moment cleaning' his palette. Hunt is smoking
a vulgar pipe. He will have the better of us in the Holy
Land, as a hookah goes with the costume. I like not the
prospect of scorpions and snakes, with which I foresee
we shall get closely intimate. Painting on the river's bank
(Nile or Jordan) as I have done here will be next to
throwing oneself Mito the alligators' jaws, so all water
sketching is put aside. Forgive this nonsensible scribble.
I am only capable of writing my very kindest remembrances
to Mrs. Pat. in which Charley and Hunt join.
" Most faithfully yours,
"John P2verett Millais."
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KXTR ACTS FROM 1)1 AkV
I 2
At this tinu' Millais li;i(l scirious thoiii^lus ol' ,n<>in;4 to llic
I'.ast with limit, hut (.'VC'iUiiali) ^avc iif) the idea.
And now coiiiiiKMiccs the (liai*\, written closely a' . .,
liilly on siieets of note|)a|)er. The sl\Ie savours somewiial
of the conversation of .\lr. JiiiL^le; hut. as in that Licnile-
man's short and piiln sentences, the suhslance is clear.
)rfcsee
bank
xt to
vater
iloble.
ances
i:\'i'R.\(:is IROM i)i.\k\-.
" I am ad\ised h\' Coventry Patniore to keep a diar\.
('onim(;ncc one forthwith. -To-dax. October \ht//. 1S51,
worked on niv picture ['The I lu^^uenot ' | ; painted nastur-
tiums ; saw a stoat run into a hole in the i^arden wall ; went
uj) to it and encUiavoured to lure the littU' heasi out by
iiiimickino- a rat's or mouse's sc[ueak not particular which.
Succeeded, to my astonishment, lie came half out of the
hole and looked in my face, within eas\- reach.
" Lavinia {little daut^hter of landlad) ) I allowed to sit
behind me on the box border and watch me paint, on
promise of keeping' excessiveh' (|uiet ; she complain(;d that
her seat struck very cold. In the adjoinin_L^ orchanl, boy
and family knocking- down apples ; younj^est sister but one
screamiui^-. Mother remarked, ' I wish you were in Heaven,
niy child; you are always cryinj^'; and a little voice behind
me chimed in, 'Heaven! where (iod lives.-*' and (tiM'niiiL;'
to me) 'You can't see (iod.' I'^ldest sister, Tanny, came
and looked on too. Told me her mother says, about a
quartfT to six, 'There's Lonj^-limbs (J, K. M.) whistliuL^ for
his dinner; be cjuick and oct it ready.' Played with children
cii masse in the parlour before their bedtime. Himt just
come in. . . . Sat up till past twelve and discovered tirst-
rate story for my present picture.
''October I'jtii. — Beautiful mornin;^ : frost on the barn
roofs and the green before the houses. i^layed with the
children after breakfast, and bej^an painting;' about nine.
Baby screaming — commenced about ten o'clock. Kxhibition
ot devilish passion, from which it more particularly occurred
to me that we are born in sin. F"amily crying continually,
with slight intermission to reco\ er strength. Lavinia beaten
and put under the garden clothes-pole for being naughty, to
stay there until more composed. Perceiving that to be an
uncertain period, I kissed her wet eyes and released her
from her position and sat her by me. Quite dumb for some
i'
I 26
JOHN KVHRKTT MI I.LAIS
I1S5,
01
time; siuUlciily trcinciKlnusly talkative. 'I'licsc arc some;
her observations; 'We haven't killed little lietsy (the \n'^)
yet; she means to ha\(; little pii^s herselt. Ann (the
sor\ant) says shi; is ,L;oinM to 1)(; )«)ur servant, antl me your
cook, when you yfv.i married.' I'pon askinj^ her whether
she could cook, she answt.-red, ' Not like the cooks do.' At
fiV(.' jL;av(; up paintini;. Hitter cold. CHiildriMi screamin^^
ii^iun.
" ()(/(>/)i/- iH///. I'ine sunny mornin;4. Ate j^rapc^s. IJttle
I'anny worked at a doll's calico petticoat on a chair beside
me. DrivcMi in bv dri/zlin<>" weather, I work in the narlour ;
Fanny, my companion, rather troublesome. Coa.ed h(,'r out.
Roars of laughter outside the window- 1*". llattci iiil; her
nose against the pane. Mrs. Stapleton called, with n.,'rrie(l
.son and daui^bter, and admirinl my picturi^s ecstaticall;, ,
Collins Lione ; went honu; after dinner. Sat with ilunt in
the eveninj;- : peked at a candle outside with little white
balls that i>T()w on a shrub. Composed desii^n of " Rei)entant
Sinner laviu''' his head in Christ's bosom.'*
""October 19/// {Sniuiay). {'Expected Rossetti, who never
came. Ciovernor [his father] spent the day with us, saw
llunt's picture and mine, and was cU^liyjhted with them.
Went to church. Capital sermon. Poor Mr. Lewis felt
very gloomy all the day ; supposed it to be the weather,
that beini.? dull and drizzling". . . . I^'ound two servants
of Captain Shepherd — both very pretty — one of whom 1
thouj^ht of gettinn- to sit for my picture. Traversing the;
same road home, entered into conversation with them, lioth
perfectly willing to sit, and evidently expecting it to be an
affair of a moment one suggesting a pencil-scratch from
which the two heads in our pictures could be painted ! liade
them good-night, feeling certain they will come to the farn;
to-morrow for eggs or cream. Went out to meet Collins,
but found we were too early, so came home juk! had tea.
I (too tired to go out again) sit down and write this, whilst
Hunt sets out once more with a large horn-lantern. Despair
of ever gaining my right position, owing to hearing this da\
that the Committee of Judgment of the Cireat E.xhibitiop
have awarded a bronze medal in approbation of the most
sickening horror ever {produced, ' The Greek Slave.' Collin.^
returned with his hair cut as close as a man in a House (»'
Correction.
* This sketcli, now in my possession, was ncxcr transf'.MTod to canvas.
-5' I
" Oct
which
wall.
is cont;i
I'.nghuK
work a!
■ ifterwar
tlie gate
with OIK
"Oct
deal.
()|)en
)\
sniokmj
induced
what he
chin,
him, wit
iifterwan
honey,
(if |)ossi
"Octo
and got
l"ann\-, \
I iunt pn
beside th
permissi(
of it sh(
two o'cl(
"Octo.
Was ask
nients t<
they vvoi
" Fain
sheddiuii
webs be
and thei
new reii
the Stat
knowled:
\\'ent tc
producec
painting
Of th
i8si
• <;'l
KX'I'RAC IS I'ROM DIARY
? 27
• tluT.
vaius
)iii I
'• tin-
Both
3c an
fr(Mii
Hack'
farir,
)llins,
.1 tea.
whilst
cspair
cla\
)itiop
mosi
ollin.^
ise ol
''October 2ot/i. I'inislicd lloucrs alter hreaktast, alter
uliicli Weill out to hollnin of i^anleii ami loininencecl l)riik
A all. Received hotter Iroin James Mieliael — compliiiUMUary,
IS coiUai 11 i 111:4 '^ |)re<.licti()ii that I shall he the greatest painter
l',iiLrlaii(l (tver produced. I''elt laiiLiuid all dav. I'"iiiishecl
work ahoiit live and went out to see ("harley. Walked on
atterwards to meet lliiiil, and waited for him. In openin,«j^
the (^ate entering the farm, met the two _i;irls. Spoke further
with one on the matter of sitting,
''October 2\st. Painted from the wall and i^ot on a " wet one. None of us had <>one
out, and we were at our wits' end to know what to do. Jack,
at Hunt's suLiii'estion thouf^ht it would be a u'ood ioke to
paint on one of the cupboard doors. There were two one
on either side of the fireplace. Mrs. B. had gone to market.
On comins^ into the room on her return, and seein^- what had
been done — a picture painted on the cupboard door she
was furious; the door had onlv lately been 'so beautifully
grained and varnished.' Hunt in vain tried to appease her.
She bounced out of the room, sayinof she would make them
pay for it.
" It hap|)ened on the following day that the \'icar and
a lady called upon the young painters ; and on being shown
i.ito the sitting-room, Mrs. B. apologised for the 'horrid
mess ' (as she called it) on the cupboard door. They
inquired who had clone it, and on being told that Mr.
Millais was the culprit, the lady said she would give Mrs. B.
in exchange for the door the lovely Indian shawl she had
on ; so when the painters ciune in from their work, Mrs. P).
came up cringingly to my brother and said the only thing
he could do was to paint the other cupboard ! He didn't
paint the other door, but I believe Mrs. B. had the shawl."
And now, in continuation of the " Diary, " we read : —
" October 2^t/i. Another day, exactly similar to the
orevious. Felt disir.clined to work. Walked with Hunt
to his place, returned home about eleven, and commenced
work myself, but did very little. Read Tennyson and Pat-
more. The spot very damp. Walked to see Charlie about
four, and part of the way to meet Hunt, feeling very
depressed. After dinner had a good nap, after which read
Coleridge-some horrible sonnets. In his Life they .speak
ironically of ' Christabel,' and highly of rubbish, calling it
Pantomime.
" October 25//J!, -Much like the preceding day. All went
to Town after dinner ; called at Rossetti's and saw Madox
Brown's picture ' Pretty Baa-lambs,' which is very beautiful.
Rocsetti low-spirited ; sat with him.
" October 2btk, 5////th. — My man, Youn^", broui^ht me a rat after
breakfast. Bet>an loaintinqf it swimming", when the iiov^ernor
made his appearance, brim^inn' money, and sat with me
whilst at work. After four hours rat looked exactly like
a drowned kitten. T'elt discontented. Walked with parent
out to see Collins paintincj;- on the hill, and on. afterwards,
to Young's house. He had just shot another rat and brought
it up to the house. Again painted upon the head, and much
improved. ... My father and m)self walked on to see
1 1 unt, whose picture looks sweet beyond mention.
" October 29///.- -Cleaned out the rat, which looked like
a lion, and enlarged picture. After breakfast began ivy
on the wall ; very cold, and my feet wet through ; at inter-
\als came indoors and warmed them at the kitchen fire.
Worked till half-past four ; brought all the traps in and
read /// Menioriam.
" October 30///. Felt uneasy ; could not paint f>ut of doors,
so dug up a weed in the garden path and painted it in the
corner. . . . Went to bed early, leaving Hunt up reading-
Hooker.
"' October 31^/.- Splendid morning. . . . Painted ivy or
the wall, and got on a great deal. After tea, about half-
past ten, went to see powder-mill man (Young's) to com-
mission him to fetch Hunt's picture home. Sat in their
watch-house with him and his brother, who eulogised a cat,
l^'ing before the fire, for its uncommon predilection to fasten
on dogs' backs, also great ratting (jualities. Returned home
about eleven and read In Mcfiioriani. Left Hunt up reading
Hooker.
'" November ^t/i. — P"rightfully cold morning; snowing.
Determined to build u}) some kind of protection against the
weather wherein to paint. After breakfast superintended in
person the construction of my hut — made of four hurdles, like
a sentry-box, covered outside with straw. P'elt a ' Robinson
Crusoe' inside it, and delightfully sheltered from the wind,
thf/ugh rather inconvenienced at first bv the straw, dust, and
husks Hying about my picture. Landlady came down to see
1.-9
130
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1851
Vl
i
me, and hroiit^ht some hot wine. Hunt painting obstinate
sheep within call. . . . This evening walked out in tht.
orchard (beautiful moonlight night, but fearfully cold) with
a lantern for Hunt to see eiifect before finishing background,
which he intends doin(>- by moonlight.
'' N^ovcinbcr ^tli. — Painted in my shed from ivy. Hum
at the sheep again. JNIy man \'()ung, who brought another
rat causht in the tjin and little
.■">
disfigured, was employed b\
Hunt to hold down a wretched
sheep, whose head was verj-
unsatisfactorily painted, after
the most tantalising exhibition
of obstinacy. Evening passed
off much as others. Reiul
Browning's tragedy, Blot on the
Scute /icon, and was astonished
at its faithfulness to Nature
and Shakespearian perfectness.
Mr. Le>vis, the clergyman of
the adjoining parish, called, and
kindly gave us an invitation
to his place when we liked.
Had met him at dinner at our
parish curate's, Mr. Stapleton.
' ' November 6t/i. — Beautiful
morning ; much "varmer than
yesterday. Was advised by
Hunt to paint th'^ rat, but felt
disinclined. After much inward
argument took the large box
containing Ophelia's background out beside Hunt, who
again was to paint the sheep. By lunch time had nearly
finished rat most successfully. Hunt employed small im-
pudent boy to hold down sheep. Boy not being strong
enough, required my assistance to make the animal lie down.
Imitated Young's manner of doing so, by raising it up off
the ground and dropping it suddenly down. Pulled :in
awful quantity of wool out in the operation. Also painted
ivy in the other picture.
'' N^ovember yt/i. — After breakfast examined the rat [in the
painting]. From some doubtful feeling as to its perfect
portraiture determined to retouch it. Young made his a )-
THK HUOUKNOT.
First iile;i
1852
1851]
pea ran (
canvas
I
fully
everyor
a shee|
one we
Liverp
picture
award
of /50
news ar
The m
most an
surprisir
tunate c
he had
spring ^
fiercely
him to
hands,
other,
had a 1
mine I ^
light bat.
canvas,
this nior
cheerfulh
from so
tree trun
phosphor
moon — t
branches
struck de
" .Yove
to bed til
all day.
again pai
liini. . . .
he did.
'' Noz'e^
saw F. M
a\enue.
th ' Roya
[1851
stinatc
in thr
) with
round.
Hunt
nother
d little
ed h\
■etched
s very
, after
libitioii
passed
Reiul
/ on the
Dnished
Nature
wetness,
man of
led, and
vitation
liked.
at oiir
oton.
autifiil
than
d by
but felt
nward
ee box
who
nearly
all im-
stron.u'
down.
up off
led ;in
lintrd
1851]
EXTRACTS FROM DIARY
131
tx
se
)c
ni the
perfect
his a )-
pearance apropos, with another rat, and (for Hunt) a new
canvas from the carrier at Kingston. Worked very care-
fully at the rat, and finally succeeded to my own and
everyone's taste. Hunt was paintins^ in a cattle-shed from
a sheep. Letters came for him about three. In openini^
one we were most surpri.^ed and delighted to find the
Liverpool Academy (where his 'Two Gentlemen of \'erona '
picture is) sensible enough to
award him the annual prize
of ^50. He read the good
news and painted on unruffled.
The man Youncr, holdinij- a
most amicable sheep, expressed
surprising pleasure at the for-
tunate circumstance. He said
he had seen robins in the
spring of the year fight so
fiercely that they had allowed
him to take them up in his
hands, hanging on to each
other. During the day Hunt
had a straw hut similar to
mine 1 ilt, to paint a moon-
light baokgroiind to the fresh
canvas. Twelve o'clock. Have
this moment left him in it,
cheerfully working by a lantern
from some contorted apple
tree trunks, washed with the
phosphor light of a perfect
moon —the shadows of the
branches stained upon the sward. Steady sparks of moon-
struck dew. Went to bed at two o'clock.
'' Noveniber 2>ih. — Got up before Hunt, who never went
to bed till after three. Painted in my hut, from the ivy,
all day. After dinner Collins went off to town. Hunt
aoain painting out of doors. Very little of moonshine for
h'H. . . . Advised H. to rub out part of background, which
he did.
'" November (^th, Sunday. — Whilst dressing in the morning
saw F. M. Brown and William Rossetti comimr to us in the
avenue. They spent the day with us. All disgusted with
the Royal Academy election. . . . They left us for the train,
THK H UC.U KNOT. " 1852
.Second ide;i
132
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1S5.
1S51]
r.
lor which they were too late, and returned to sleep here.
Further chatted and went to bed.
" November i \tk. — Lay thinkinf^ in bed until eleven o'clock.
Painted ivy. Worked well ; Hunt painting in the same
field ; sheep held down by Young.
" November \6tk, Sunday. — To church with Collins ; Hunt,
having sat up all night painting out of doors, in bed. After
church found him still in his room ; awoke him and had
breakfast with him, having gone without mine almost entirely,
feeling obliged to leave it for church. Hunt and self went
out to meet brother William, whom we expected to dinner.
Met him in the park. He saw Hunt's picture for the first
ti le, and was boundless in admiration ; also equally eulogised
my ivy-covered wall. All three walked out before dinner.
. . . In what thev called the Round-house saw a chicken
clogged in a small tank of oil. Young extricated it, and,
together with engine-driver's daughter, endeavoured (fruit-
lessly) to get the oil off. Left them washing fowl, and strolled
home.
'' N^ovembcr 17th. — Small stray cat found by one of the
men, starved and almost frozen to death. Saw Mrs. Barnes
nursing it and a consumptive chicken ; feeding the cat with
milk. Painted at the ivy. PLvening same as usual."
Some further details are supplied in the following letter :-
To Mr. Combe.
" Worcester Park Farm,
''November 17///, 185 1.
'' Mv DEAii CoMHE,^ — Doubtless you have been wondering
whether it is my intention ever to let you have your own
property [' The Dove ' picture]. We hope to return almost
immediately, when I shall touch that which requires a little
addition, and directly send it on to you, a letter preceding it
to let you know. Hunt has gained the prize at Liverpool
for the best picture in the exhibition there. The cold has
become so intense that we fear it is impossible to further
paint in the open air. We have had little straw huts built,
which })rotect us somewhat from the wind, and therein till
to-day have courageously braved the weather.
"Carlo is still daily labouring at the shed, Hunt night'y
working out of doors in an orchard painting moonlight
(emplo
engage
wall),
powers
to beh
sum me
t
At
ground
settled
an old
sunliiLrhi
in t
week w
ultimate
legend
and stai
minister
finished,
drifted i
Hunt, w
much tc
strainers
tragedy
But I
'' A^ov
chicken,
to procL
found it
" Noz'i
my wind
that pail
my back
apples in
Articles.
''Novc
warmer.
* Charle
known by h
ir own
almost
a little
:ding it
/erpool
)ld has
further
built,
ein till
night'y
onlig'it
1851]
COLLINS' LAST PICTURE
I3.>
(employed also in the daytime on another picture), and myself
engaged in finishing another background (an ivy-covered
wall). There is one consolation which strengthens our
powers of endurance — necessary for the next week. It is
to behold the array of cases, which arc the barns of our
summer harvest, standing in our entrance hall. . . .
" Very iaith fully yours,
' "John Everett Millaes."
At this time Charles Collins was enraued on the back-
ground for a picture, the subject of which he had not yet
settled upon. He got as far as placing upon the canvas
an old shed with broken roof and sides, through which the
sunlight streamed ; with a peep outside at leaves glittering
in the summer breeze ; and at this he worked week after
week with ever varying ideas as to the subject he should
ultimately select. At last he found a beautiful one in the
legend of a Erench peasant, who, with his family, outcast
and starving, had taken refuge in the ruined hut and were
ministered to by a saint. The picture, however, was never
finished. Poor Collins gave up painting in despair and
drifted into literature ; * and when the end came, Holman
Hunt, who was called in to make a sketch of his friend, was
much touched to find this very canvas (then taken off the
strainers) lying on the bed beside the dead man. The
tragedy of vanished hopes !
But I must now return to the " Diary."
'' N^ovember i^l/i. — Little cat died in the night, also
chicken. Painted ivy. In the afternoon walked to Ewell
to procure writing-paper ; chopped wood for our fire, and
found it warminix exercise.
''November igth. — Fearfully cold. Landscape trees upon
my window-panes. After breakfast chopped wood, and after
that painted ivy. . . . See symptoms of a speedy finish to
my background. After lunch pelted down some remaining
apples in the orchard. Read Tennyson and the Thirty-nine
Articles. Discoursed on religion.
'' N'oveniber loth. — Worked at the wall; weather rather
warmer.
Evenintr much as usual.
* Charles Collins was a regular contributor to House/told ll'oras, hut is chiefly
known by his Cruise ott IVhce/s, a work which met with success.
134
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
['85'
1851]
n
'' iVoz'aiibcr 21s/. — Chani^e in the weather cloudy and
drizzlinir. All three bej^an work after breakfast. Brother
William came about one o'clock. After lunch found some-
thino- for him to paint. Left him tn bei^in, and painted till
four, very satisfactorily.
'' N^ovcnibcr 22nd. — All four beo^nn work early. William
left at five, promisini^ to come ai^ain on Monda}', . . . After
dinner Hunt and Collins left for London, the former about
some inquiries respectino- an appointment to draw for
Layard, the Nineveh discoverer. After they were gone,
I wrote a very long letter to Mrs. Combe."
The letter is perhaps worth insertion here, as showing the
writer's attitude towards Romanism, which at that time
he was supposed to favour, and as an indication of the
general design of his picture, "The Huguenot.' It ran
thus : —
To Mrs. Combe.
" WoRCESTKR Park Farm,
'' November 22nd, x'^ix.
" Mv DEAR Mrs. Comhe, — My two friends have just gone
to town, leaving me here all alone. I dine to-morrow
(Sunday) with a very old friend of mine — Colonel Lempriere
— resident in the neighbourhood, or else should sio with
them. Mr. Combe's letter reached me as mine left for
Oxford. Assure him our conversation as often reverts to
him as his thoughts turn to us in pacing the quad. The
associates he derides have but little more capacity for
painting than as many policemen taken promiscuously out
of a division.
" I have no Academy news to tell him, and but little
for you from home. Layard, the winged-bull discoverer,
requires an artist with him (salary two hundred a year)
and has applied for one at the School of Design, Somerset
House. Hunt is ooinij to-nitiht to see about it, as, shoukl
there be intervals of time at his disposal for painting pictures,
he would not dislike the notion. One inducement to him
would be that there, as at Jerusalem, he could illustrate
Biblical history. Should the appointment require immediate,
filling, he could not take it, as the work he is now about
cannot be finished till March.
" My brother was with us to-day, and told me that Dr
Hesse,
Catholi
' The
of the
constru
thev w
advanti
less it c
i)a".
womnn
vvor'r
scarf (31
murder
tie the
but he,
will be
the sub
highest
the hori
a secret
"Hui
John, c
and knc
1 will c(
Me.' I
Saviour
a light ,
of the
all oven
how ran
from th(
and he
treat met
" Nov
clergy nij
Oriel, ai
liave me
preacher
"I C£
as 1 ha
the famil
is from J
not r-Ten
[1851
irone,
1851]
"THK PIUGUKNOT"
US
priere
with
ft for
erts to
The
y for
y out
little
Dverer,
year)
merset
should
ctures.
o him
jstratc
■lediatt:
about
Hesse, of Leyton Collei^e, uiulerstood that I was a Roman
Catholic (havin}4" been told so), and that my picture of
'The Return of the Dove to the Ark' was emblematical
of the return of all of us to that relis>ion — a very convenient
construction to put upon it ! I have no doubt that likewise
they will turn the subject I am at present about to their
advantage. It is a scene supposed to take place (as doubt-
less it did) on the eve of the massacre of St. Bartholomew's
i)ay. I shall have two lovers in the act of partinii', the
womnn a Papist and the man a Protestant. The badoe
vvopi to distinguish the former from the latter was a white
scarf on the left arm. Many were base enough to escape
murder bv wearint>' it. The trirl will be endeavourin*'' to
tie the handkerchief round the man's arm, so to save him ;
but he, holding his faith above his greatest worldly love,
will be softly preventing her. I am in high spirits about
the subject, as it is entirely my own, and I think contains the
highest moral. It will be very quiet, and but sligiitly suggest
the horror of a massacre. The figures will be talkincr against
a secret-looking garden wall, which I have painted here.
" Hunt's moonliirht desiun is from the Revelation of St.
John, chapter iii., 20th verse, ' Behold, I stand at the door
and knock : if any man hear My voice, and open the door,
I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with
Me.' It is entirely typical, as the above. A figure of our
Saviour in an orchard abundant in fruit, holding in one hand
a light (further to illustrate the passage ' I am the Light
of the world '), and the other hand knocking at a door
all overgrown by vine branches and briars, which will show-
how rarely it has been opened. I intend painting a pendant
from the latter part of the same, 'And will sup with him,
and he with Me.' It is quite impossible to describe the
treatment I purpose, so will leave you to surmise.
" Now to other topics. We are occasionally visited by the
clergyman of the adjoining parish, a Mr. Lewis. He was at
Oriel, and knows Mr. Church, Marriot, and others that I
have met. He is a most delightful man and a really sound
preacher, and a great admirer and deplorer of Newman.
''I cannot accompany 'The Dove' to the 'Clarendon,'
as I have un-get-off-ably promised to spend Xmas with
the family I feast with to-morrow. Captain Lempriere's. He
is from Jersey, and knew me when living there, and I would
not (^Tend him.
136
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1851
"Our avciuiL" trees snow down leaves all (la\ lono-, aiul
l)(!!^in to show plainly the branches. Collins still fa^s at th(
shed, llunt at the orchard, and I at the wall. Rii^lu i^lad
we shall all be when we are havir.i^- our harvest home ai
Hanover Terrace, which we hope to do next Tuesdax week.
" \'ours nicjst faithfully
" (at twelve o'clock),
"John I '^ v i-; r i.t r M . 1 . i. .\ i s.
" Please send nie a letter, (.)r else I shall be jealous."
iMiilais having- in this letter
stated his conception of " The
Hui^uenot," it may be as well.
perhaps, to describe here its
actua i^enesis.
After finishing- the back
!.rround for "Ophelia," he bei^an
makiiT'' sketches of i\ '>air of
O 1
lovers whispering" by a wall,
and having" announced his in-
tention of utilisino- them in a
picture, he at once commenced
paintin'^^ the background, mere
ly leaving spaces for the figures.
As may be gathered from what
has been alreadv said, both he
and Hunt discussed together
every picture which either of
them had in contemplation ;
and, discoursing or the new
subject one evening in Septem-
ber, ?vli]lais shov r;cl his pencil-
drawings to Hunt, who strono'lv obiected to bis choice-,
saying that a simple pair ol' lovers without any powerful
story, dramatic or historical, attaching to the meeting was
not sufficiently important. It was hackneyed and wantin;;
in general interest. "Besides," he quietly added, "it has
always struck me as being the lovers' own private affair, and
I feel as if we were intruding on so delicate an occasion In-
even looking at the picture. I protest against that kind ef
Art." Millais, however, was unconvinced, and stuck to h s
point, saying the subject would do quite well, at any rat-,
he should go on working at "hi' wall."
"THK Hna-KNOT." 1852
Third ic'ea
185,]
In t
logeth(
than hi
blacklx
knowin
" morti
It was
conse(|i
Collins
lations.
treated
turning
(juietly
saiJ, "
me up }
healthy
\er\' ba
lr\ and
■' I intei
replied
" there ':
to C()p\'
" Wei
ha\'e y(
time wh
into Ch<
Hunt
rough s
making-
the first
uicture.
World."
Alillai
some otl
;isk(?d w
" Wei
now wh.
l)icture t
Tliis inc
Wars of
!s within
scaled th
i •. to be
1 8; I
COLLINS' ASCETICISM
L^7
me ii|)
- -,i
In the ('VcniiiL;". when the three tVieiuls were j^athered
l()L,a'ther, poor Charhe ColHiis canK; in for more "ehatl"
than his s(Misitiv(; nature could stand. lie; had refused some
hlackberr)' tart which had been served at dinner, and Millais,
knowinti" that he was verv tond of this tlish. ridiculed his
'■mortifying' the tlesh " and becominn" so much of an ascetic.
It was bad for him. he said, and his health was sufferinLi hi
conse(|uence ; to which he humorousK addc-d. that Ik; thoui^ht
Collins ke|)t a whip uj)stairs and indulL^ctl in private (la^cl-
lations. At last Collins re-
treated to his room, and Millais,
uirninj^' to Hunt, who had been
(ILiietly sketching; the while.
Why didn't you back
? You know these un-
healthy views of religion are
very bad for him. We must
tr\ and j^et him out of them."
■' I intend to leave them alone,"
replied the peaceful Hunt;
"there's no necessity for us
to co])\ him." A pause.
"Well," said Millais. "what
have you been doin^" all this
time while I have been pitching- ,
into Charlie ? " it
Himt showed him some \|
roui^h sketches he had been !
making- — some of them beinn' !
the first ideas for his iamous
nicture. "The Lit^ht of the
World."
Millais was delighted with the subject, and lookino at
some other loose sheets on which sketches had been made,
risked what they were for.
"Well," replied Hunt, producing- a drawing, "you will see
now what I mean with reofard to the lack of interest in a
picture that tells only of the meeting or parting of two lovers.
Iiiis incident is supposed to have taken place during the
Wars of the Roses. The lady, belonging to the Red Roses.
is within her castle ; the lover, from the opposite camp, has
scaled the walls, and is persuading her to tly with him. She-
is to be represented as hesitating between love and duty.
"THK mciKNor.'
Kourili idc.'i
i.^S
JOHN KVKRETT MILLAIS
[1851
N'oii li;i\c ihcii ^ot ,m intcrrsiiiiM- suhjcct, and I would |)aint
it with an cvcninji;' sky as a hackLiroiiiul."
"Oh," cxc-lainicd Mil'ais, dcii^^hted. " tliat 's tlic \v\\ ihini;;,
lor nu- ! I have not the wall already |)aintcd, ami need only
put in the lii^ures.'
"' liut." said Hunt, "this is a castle wall. \'our haek-
j^round wont do. "
"That doesn't matter," replied Millais, " I shall make one
of the lovers helont^inn' to the
' Red and the other to the White
Rose taction ; or one must he
a suj)|)orter of Kin^ Charles
and the other a Puritan."
After much discussion Millais
suddenly remembered the opera
of V/ie Hiti^itenots, and be-
thouL,dit him that a most
dramatic scene could be made
Irom the |)artinn- of the two
lovers. He immediatelv beLiaii
to make; smah sketches for
the ^roujjinj.^ of the fi<;ures,
and wrote to his motlier to
IH"o at once to th(; IJritish Mu
seum to look uj) the costumes.
Probablv' more ski (ches were
made for this picture and for
the "Black Hrunswicker" than
f(jr any others of his works.
I have now a number of them
in my possession, and there
must have been many more.
They show that his first idea
was to place other finures in the picture — two j)riests holding"
up the crucifix to the Hui^uenot, whose sweetheart likewise
adds her persuasions. Again, other drawin<,s show a priest
on either side of the lovers, holding up one of the great
candles of the Roman Catholic Church, and the Protestant
waving them back with a gesture of disapproxal. These
ideas, however, were happily discarded — probably as savour
ing too much of the wholly obvious -and the; artist wisel
trusted to the simi-^licity of the pathos which marked th
character of his final decision.
"THK HClU'KXOT." 1852
1 iftli and fiiKil Lomposltinii foi llic picture
for
'S,
tr to
Mu
mes.
were
il for
than
orks.
iheni
there
more,
idea
)ldin,L;
(•wise
priesi
grea*
estant
I hese
ivoiir
visel
d th
'Mil-. IIU(;UKNOT.' 1852
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' I
"«ll
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It wil
|)iil)Iicly
of The
he and
COStllllKj
Aiul I
" No:
(lis^iistc
Ljoiiio- t'a
ihe (lay
Sir Johi
most kii
our way
inwsclf ;
the i^irl
'John,'
inarrJL'cl
look the
over his
new chii
most CO
all \valk(
Mr. H-
hoLise — J
perfectly
make a
she mal-
at havin
(Evvell),
I lad a q
the even
.miardsm
and son-
ni^ht be
Ciot the
sorrovvfii
Reached
•' Noz\
and his
;irmy, an
L^ot doLit
i'ictures,
'^ith coc
iSSil
EXTRACTS I'ROM DIARY
141
It will be seen tlit-n that the picture was not (as lias hcfii
piihlicly staictl) the oiilcninc of a visit to McvitIu'it's (t|u'ra
of 7/ic J/iii^in'iioL< ; ihoiii^h some tinu' after Millais' ilccision
lie ami lliiiit went to the opera to study the pose and
costumes of the Tinures.
And now for some fmal extracts from tht; " Piary."
'' jVoi't'/fi/HJ- 23/7/, Siiiih to be her father; he, trvinsj- to
look the y()un»»' man, with a lij.;ht cane in his hand. W'alkeil
over his j^rounds (which are very beautiful) and on to the
new church, wherein th(; cai)tain joined us, and shook hands
most cordially with me. A most melancholy service over,
all walked home.'. Mrs. H distant, and with her mother.
Mr. \^ did not accompany us; found him at the captain's
house — an apparently stupid man. plain and baUl. Was
perfectly stupefied by surprise at Mrs. B^ — asking- me to
make a little sketch of her U''lv old husband. TheN' left,
she makinj^, at parting", a buni^iinn" expression of gladness
at having' met me. Walked over the house and oardens
(Ewell), where 1 had spent so many happy months. . . .
Had a quiet dinner the captain, Mrs., Miss and Harry. In
the evenini^- drew Lifeguard on horseback [ ' Shaw, the Life-
Huardsman,' shown at the 189S b'xhibition | for little Herbert,
and somethin,tr for Emily. Left them with a lantern (the
nii^ht beino- dark) to meet Jiiy companions at the station.
Ciot there too early, and paced the platform, ruminating-
sorrowfully on the changes since I was there last. . . .
Reached home wet through. Oood fire, dry shoes, and bed.
"' November 24///.- -Painted on brick wall. Mr. Taylor
and his son (au old acquaintance of mine at Evvell), in the
army, and six feet, came to see me. Both he and his father
,m)t double barrels ; pheasant in son's pocket. They saw my
pictures, expressed pleasure, and in leavin<»" presented me
with cock bird. Lemprieres came. The parents and Miss
142
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1851
I
thou'^ht my pictures beautiful. I walked with them to tht
,L!^ate kinson walking with us to station.
''December isf. — All worked ; bitter coM. William left us
after dinner. Hunt read a letter from purchaser of his
picture ; some money in advance enclosed in the same, ami
an abusive fragment of a note upon our abilities. Fell
stupidly ruffled and bad-tempered. . . .
"December ^^rd. — Hunt . . . painted indoors, and fron
the window worked at some sheep driven opposite ; I stili
Kitten most playful about me
at dandelions and groundsel
[I85I
'85']
EXTRACTS FROM DIARY
H3
le, and
Fell
fron
I stil"
It me
laid in m lap whilst painting', but was aroused by a little
field-mouse rustling near the box. Made a pounce upon, l)ut
failed in catching- it. A drizzlino- rain part of the day. Cut
a great deal of wood, to get warm. . . . Returned, and
found a clerk from Chancery Fane lawyers in waiting upon
me, who c une to induce me to attend chambers and swear
10 my own signature upon Mr. Drury's will. Told him I
could not attend earlier than next week
'' Decc7ndcr 4///. -Painted the ground. Hunt expected Sir
(ieorge Glynn (to see th(^ pictures), who came, accompanied
by his curate and another gentleman, about the middle of
the day, and admired them much. Suggested curious altera-
tions to both Collins' and Hunt's ; that C. shoul'.'. make
the 'Two Women Grinding at the Mill' in an Arabuui tent,
evidently supposing that the subject was biblical instead of
in futurity. After they were gone Hunt's uncle and aunt
came, both of whom understood most gratifyingly every
object except my water-rat, which the male relation (when
inx'ited to guess at it) eagerly pronounced to be a hare.
Perceiving by our smile that he had made a mistake, a rabbit
was next hazarded, after which I have a faint recollection of
a dog or cat being mentioned by the spouse, who had bnjught
with her a sponge-cake and bottle of sherry, of which we
partook at luncheon. Mutual success and unl)lemished
happiness was whispered over the wine, soon after which
they departed in a pony-chaise. Faughed greatly over the
day, H. and self . . .
" December $t/i. — This day hope to entirely finish my ivy
background. Went down to the wall to give a last look.
The day mild as summer ; raining began about twelve.
Young came with a present of a bottle of catsup. W^illiam
made his appearance about the same time, and told us of the
brutal murdering going on again in Paris. He did not paint.
Young brought a dead mole that was ploughed up in the
field I paint in. Though somewhat acquainted with the form
of the animal, was much surprised at the size and strength
of its fore-hands. P'inished. and chopped wood. . . . Fi
ilie evening Will slept, H. wrote letters, C. read the
bible, and self Shakespeare ; and, later, walked out wirh
IF in the garden, it being such a calm, warm night.
Requested landlady to send in bill, intending to leav(i to-
morrow. Had much consultation about the amount neces-
s iry for her, in consideration of the many friends entertained
144
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1852
iS;i
ap-
by us. Felt, with Collins, a desire to sink into the earth and
come up with pictures in our respective London studios."
On the following day Millais returned to Gower Street,
his backgrounds being now completed ; set to work at once
on the figures in the two pictures. Miss Siddal (afterwards
Mrs. D. O. Rossetti) posing as the model for "Ophelia."
Mr. Arthur Hu<>hes has an interestini)" note about this ladv
in The Letters of D. G. Rossetti to Willicwi Alliui^hani.
He says : —
" Deverell accompanied his mother one day to a milliner's.
Through an open door he saw a girl working with her needle :
he got his mother to ask her to sit to him. She was the
future Mrs. Rossetti. Millais painted her for his 'Ophelia'
— wonderfully like her. She was tall and slender, with red,
coppery hair and bright consumptive complexion, though in
these early years she had no striking signs of ill-health. She
had read Tennyson, having first come to know something
about him by finding one or two of his poems on a piece of
paper which she brought home to her mother wrapped round
a pat of butter. Rossetti taught her to draw; she used to be
drawing while sitting to him. Her drawings were beautiful,
but without force. They were feminine likenesses of his own."
Miss Siddal had a trying experience whilst acting as a
model for "Ophelia." In order that the artist might get
the proper set of the garments in water and the right
atmosphere and aqueous effects, she had to lie in a large
bath filled with water, which was kept at an even temperature
by lamps placed beneath. One day, just as the picture was
nearly finished, the lamps went out unnoticed by the artist,
who was so intenselv absorbed in his work that he thou<>ht
of nothing else, and the poor lady was kept floating in the
cold water till she was quite benumbed. She herself never
complained of this, but the result was that she contracted
a severe cold, and her father (an auctioneer at Oxford) wrote
to Millais, threatening him with an action for ^50 damages
for his carelessness. F^ventually the matter was satisfactorily
compromised. Millais paid the doctor's bill; and Miss Siddal,
quickly recovering, was none the worse for her c old bath.
1). Ci. Rossetti had alre^ady fallen in love with her, struck
with her " unworldly simplicity and purity of aspect " —
{]ualities which, as those who knew her bear witness, Millais
succeeded in conveying to the canvas- -but it was .lot until
i860 that they married.
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Abo
Kensin
it, \vA\(
in 185
water- V
lie th
a short
brillian
great
substan
perfect
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man's d
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as reu'ar
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to the (
cliscours
which w
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tions, as
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I'arrer,
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lenerosi
i85.]
SUCCESS OF "OPHELIA"
145
About the year 1H73 "Ophelia" was exhibited at South
Kensington; and Millais, .^'oii'-;^' one day to have a look at
it, noticed nt once that several of the colours he had used
in 1 85 1 had j^one wrong- -notably the vivid oreen in the
water-weed and the colourinj^- of the face of the figure.
He therefore had the picture back in his studio, and in
a short time made it bloom attain, as we see it to-day, as
brilliant and fresh as when first j)ainted. This is one of the
threat triumphs of his Pre-Raphaelite days. The colour,
substance, and surface of his pictures have remained as
perfect as the day they were put on. Nothinj^" in recent
.Art, I venture to say, exceeds the richness, yet perfect
harmony, of the colours of Nature in "(){)helia" and "'The
Blind Ciirl"; and the same thin"- mav be s;iid of "The
Proscribed Royalist," "The Black Brunswicker, " and the
wonivMi's skirts in "The Order of Release"; whilst the
man's doublet in "The Huguenot" and the woman's dress in
"Mariana" are perhaps the most daring" things of the kind
ever attempted.
Perhaps the greatest compliment ever paid to " Ophelia, "
as regards its truthfulness to Nature, is the fact that a certain
Professor of Botany, being unable to take his class into the
country and lecture from the objects before him, took them
to the Guildhall, where this work was being exhibited, and
discoursed to them upon the flowers and plants before them,
which were, he said, as instructive as Nature herself.
Mr. Spielmann is enthusiastic in his praise of the jjicture.
He speaks of it as "one of the greatest of Millais' concep-
tions, as well as one of the most marvellously and completely
accurate and elaborate studies of Nature ever made by the
hand of man. . . . The robin whistles on the branch, while
the distraught Ophelia sings her own death-dirge, just as she
sinks beneath the water with eyes wide open, imconscious
of the danger and all else. It is one of the proofs of the
greatness of this picture that, despite all elaboration, less
worthy though still superb of execution, the brilliancy of
colour, diligence of microscopic research, and masterly
handling, it is Ophelia's face that holds the spectator, rivets
his attention, and stirs his emotion."
Ihe picture passed sUi^cessively through the hands of Mr.
h'arrer, Mr. B. Windus, and Mr. Fuller Maitland. before
ii came into the possession of Mr. Henry Tate, to whose
t^enerosity the public are indebted for its addition to the
I. — 10
146
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1851
5
•*4m
Xational Gallery of British Art. It was exceedingly well
engraved by Mr. i. Stevenson in 1866.
in the 1852 r^xhibition, when both the "Ophelia" and
'The Huguenot" were exhibited, there was another beautiful
'"Ophelia" by Millais' friend, Arthur Fiughes, who is good
enough to send me the followino- note about the two
pictures :—
"One of the nicest things that I remember is connected
with an 'Ophelia' I painted, that was exhibited in the
Academy at the same time as his |Millais'| ow:: most
beautiful and wonderful picture of that subject. Mine met
its fate high up in the little octagon room ;'* but on the
nKjrning of the varnishing, as I was going through the first
room, before I knew where I was, Millais met me, saying,
'Aren't vou he thev call Cherrv?' (mv name in the school).
I said I was. Then he said he had just been up a ladder
looking at my picture, and that it gave him more pleasure
than any ])icture there, but adding also very truly that I hat!
not painted the right kind of stream. He had just passed
out of the .Schools when I began in them, and I had a most
enormous admiration lor him, and he always looked so
beautiful tall, slender, but strong, crowned with an ideal
head, and (as Rossetti said) 'with the face of an angel,' He
could not have done a kinder thing, for he knew 1 should
be disappointed at the place my picture had."
"The Huguenot" was exhibited with the following title
and (]uotation in the catalogue : " A Huguenot, on k.
l^artholomew's Day, refusing to shield himself from danger
bv we.'vring the Roman Catholic bad^e. (See T/ic Protestant
ReforDi'ition in France, \g\. ii., j). 352.) When the clock
of the Palais tie Justice shall sound upon the great liell
at daybreak, then each good Catholic must bind a strip
of white linen round his arm :uk1 place a fair white cross
in his cap. " (The Order of the Due de Guise.)
Mr. Stephens .says: — "When 'A Huguenot' was exhibited
at the Royal Academy, crowds stood before it all day long.
Men lingered there for hours, and went away but to return.
It had clothed the old feelings of men in a new garment,
and its })athos found almost universal acceptance. Thw
was the picture which brought MiPais to the height of his
reputation. Nevertheless, even 'A Huguenot' did not
silence all challen' 'ers. There were critics who said th; t
* Commonly known to artists of the pL'iiod
as
The Condennicd Cell.
i85i]
WOMAN IN ART
H7
ihoul
title
oil 5t.
iiij^er
itestant
clock
It bell
I strip
cross
libiteil
lonj^\
return,
rmeiit.,
This
of h's
d lit t
cl thiit
the man's arm could not reach so far round the lady's neck,
and there were others, knowini^' little of the South, who
carped at the presence of nasturtiums in Aui^ust. It was
on the whole, however, admitted thrt the artist had at
last conquered his jjublic. and must henceforth educate
them."
The picture is said to have been i)ainted under a com-
mission from a Mr. White (a dealer) for ^,150; but, as a
fact, Millais received ^250 for it, which was paid to him
in instalments, and in course of time the buver ''ave him
/■50 more, because he had profited much by the sale of
rhe ilealers no tloubt made immense sums
e \ . U'>uenot,
Th
e
the en^ravniL;.
out of the copyrii^hts alone of ''Th
Black Hrunswicker," and "The Order of Release"; while
as to "The Huguenot" at least the j)oor artist hatl to wait
manv months for his nionev and to listen meanwhile to a
chorus of fault-finding- from the i)ens of car|)inL; scribblers,
whose criticism, as is now patent to all the world, proxe^.l
only their ignorance of the su!)ject on which they were
writing", In turn, every detail of the picture was objected
to on one score or another, even the lady herself being
remarked upon as "very plain." No pa})er, e\ce|)t Punch
ii'^d the Spectator [Willia'n Rossetti |, showed the slightest
I'limmering of comprehension as to its pathos and beauty,
or foresaw the hold that it eventually obtained on the heart
of the people. But Tom Taylor, the Art critic of" Pniick
at that time, had something more than an inkling of this, as
may be seen in his boldly-expressed criti(|ue in Punch, vol. i.
of 1852, pp. 216, 217. The women in "Ophelia" and "The
Huguenot" were essentially characteristic of Millais' Art,
showing his ideal of woir.:mkind as gentle, lovable creatures ;
and, whatever Art critics may say to the contrary, this aim —
the portrayal of woman at ner best — is one distinctly of our
own national school. As Millais himself once said, "It is
only since W'atteau and (iainsborough that woman has won
her right place in Art. The Dutch had no love for W(jmen,
and the Italians were as bad. The women's pictures by
Titian, Raphael, Rembrandt, Van Dyck, and \'elasquez are
maLinihcent as works of Art; but who would care to k.ss
sucn wom
en ? W'atteau, (
iainsborouuh, and Revnolds were
needed to show us how to do justice to wo
rjtlect her sweetness."
man an
cl t
o
A
sweeniuLi' statement like this is, ot course
o
pe
n to
hh
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[iS;,
1851]
, !
M
■in
exceptions — there are many notable e\amj)les in b(jtli
French and Italian Art in which v> oman receives her due —
but in the main it is undoubtedly true.
"The Huguenot" was the first of a series of four pictures
embracing- "The Proscribed Royalist," "The Order of
Release," and "The Black l^runswicker." each of which
rej)resents a 'iiore or less unfinished story of unselfish love,
in which the sweetness of woman shines conspicuous.
The figure of the Huguenot (as I have said before) was
painted for the most part from Mr. Arthur (now General)
Lempriere an old friend of the family and afterwards
completed with the aid of a model.
Of his sittings to AHllais during 1S53, Major-General
Lempriere kindlv sends me the following:—" It was a short
time before I got my commission in the Royal l^ngineers
in the year ICS53 (when I was about eighteen years old) that
I had the honour of sitting for his famous picture of ' The
Huguenot.' If I remember right, he was then living with
his father and mother in Bloomsbury Square. I used to
go up there pretty often and occasionally stopped there.
His father and mother were alwavs most kind.
" After several sittings I remember he was not satisfied
with what he had put on the canvas, and he took a knife
and scraped my head out of the picture, and did it all again.
He always talked in the most cheery way all the time he
was painting, and made it impossible for one to feel dull
or tired. I little thought what an honour was being con-
ferred on me, and at the time did not appreciate it, as I
have always since.
" I remember, however, so well his kindness in giving
me, for having sat, a canary-bird and cage, and also a
water-colour drawing from his portfolio ('Attack on Kenil-
worth Castle '), which, with several others of his early
sketches which I have, were exhibited at the Royal Academy
of Arts after his death.
" I was abroad, off and on, for some thirty years after I
got my commission, and almost lost sight of my dear old
friend. He, in the meantime, had risen so high in his
profession that I felt almost afraid of calling on him. One
morning, however, being near Palace Gate, I plucked uo
courage, and went to the house and gave mv card to the
butler, and asked him to take it in to Sir John, which
he did ; and vou can imagine mv delight when Sir job 1
IS51
A PATRON OF ART
149
almost immediately came out of his studio in his shirt-
sleeves, straight to the front door, and j^reetetl me most
heartily.
" I was most deeply touched, about a fortnight before he
died, at his asking to see me, and when I went to his bed-
side at his putting his arms round my neck and kissing me."
A lovely woman (Miss Ryan) sat for the lady in "The
Huguenot," Mrs. Cieorge Hoilgkinson, the artist's cousin,
taking her place upon occasion as a model for the left arm
of the fiii^ure. Alas for Miss Rvan ! her beautv t)roved a
fatal (>"ift : she married an ostler, and her later historv is a
sad one. My father was always reluctant to speak of it,
feeling perhaps that the [)ublicity he had given to her beauty
might in some small measure have helped (as the saying is)
to tnrn her head.
i he picture was the first of many engraved by his old
friend, Mr. T. O. Harlow, k.a., and exceedingly well it was
done. It eventually became the property of Mr. Miller, of
Preston, and now belongs to his son. As t lis gentleman
bought several of my father's wcjrks, and is so fre(|uently
mentioned hereafter, the description of him by Kladox
Brown in I). G. Rossetti's Letters mav be of interest : —
"This Miller is a jolly, kind old man, with streaming white
hair, fine features, and a beautiful keen eye like Mulready's.
A rich brogue (he was Scotch, not Irish), a pipe of Cavendish,
and a smart rejoinder, with a pleasant word for every man,
woman, and child he met, are characteristic of him. His
house is full of pictures, even to the kitchen. Many pictures
he has at all his friends' houses, and his house at Bute is
also filled with his inferior ones. His hospitality is some-
what peculiar of its kind. His dinner, which is at six, is
of one joint and vegetables, without pudding. liottlecl beer
f(jr drink. I never saw any wine. After dinner he instantly
hurries you off to tea, and then back again to smoke. He
calls it meat-tea, and boasts that few j)eople who have ever
dined with him come back again." Mr. W. M. Rossetti
describes him as " one of the most cordial, large-hearted and
lovable men I ever knew. He w.to so strong in belief as
to be a sceptic as regards the absence of belief. I once
heard him sav, in his strong' Scotch accent, 'An atheist, if
such an animal ever really existed.' What the supposititious
animal would do, I forget."
Amongst other work of Millais this yeai was the retouch-
L'jo
JOHN EVKRHTT MILLAIS
r.85,
■^;i
'lit
f "C
I '1
ymon aiul Iphinciiia, " a piclurc done b\ him in
his sevciUetmth year, and now vastly iniproNcd by a fresh
of col(
d a further l're-Ra|)haelite hnish of
niij)ression
the flowers in the foreground.
" Memory," a little head of the Marchioness of R'pon,
was also i)ainted this winter. A more important work, how-
ever, is "The Hritlesmaid," for the head of which Mrs.
Nassau Senior sat. "The
finished and scMit tc its >
letter : —
Return of the Dove '
ne alouLi' with the
was also
folio will
rt
8
o»
'J'o Mr. Combe.
GoWKR StREJ ;, BkDKORD SoiAUK,
" Deceinhcr ()t/i, i .S5 1 .
" Mv DEAR Mr. Comisk, I ha\e touched your picture,
'The Return of the Dove," at last; and hope it will arri\e
safely.
" \\^e came home on Saturday nij^ht. My brother brou_L,dit
the pictures on Monday evening, one of them not having
dried completely. We have all fortunately escaped colds,
which (considering- the j^reat exposure we have undergone)
is something to be thankful for. My first two days of
London have again occasioned that hatred for the place I
had upon returning to it last year. I had a headache
yesterday, and another about to come now.
" You will perceive in some lights a little dulness on the
surface of 'The Dove's' background. It will all disappear
when it is varnished, which must not be for some little time.
It is almost impossible to paint a picture without some bloom
coming on the face of it.
"You recollect it was arranged between Charley and
myself that it should hang nearest the window, beside
Hunt's. Please let it be a Httle leaned forward.
" My mother is talking with Hunt approvingly of the works
I have just had home, and I cannot write more without
jumbling what they are saying in this.
"In great haste,
" Most sincerely yours.
" John Everett Millais.
" 'The Uove ' will be sent off to you to-morrow (Wednes-
day) bj' rail. The reason for hanging the picture nearer the
lioh.. is that it is much darker than Collins' ' Nun.'"
Anot
the sal
a
gre
"Mv
by Mi
while
w I
not ha\
that
acquam
"Mr
for threi
a pirch
me. I
it, when
"\Vi
1 have
" Hui
at Belfj
winter,
ever — S(
taken m
has din
nothing
" Let
^il
CORRKSPONDKNCi:
li^
Anotlicr letter addressed to Mrs. (^!^1l)e, and rcferriii^i to
the sa' ' of '• Ophelia," carri' s us lo the viu\ ot this \car.
V'o Mrs. Conibc.
" S;, CiOWER SikKKi,
" Ihccinher \2tli, 1S5 i.
" M\ i)i;.\R Mrs. Comui:, I enclose a little book written
l)y Miss Rossctti. I promised to send it to you a loni^
while a<'o, but have onlv recollected it now. I think nou
will (greatly admire it. My remembrance of it is but slii-ht,
not hav'n<4' reatl it for several years. I was i;lad to hea:
that 'The Dove' arrived safely, and that it i^ains upon
acquaintance.
"Mr. Farrer bought the 'Ophelia' the da)' before )estei'^ is
for three hundred ouineas. 'I'he day previous, a Mr. \\ lutv
a purchaser, was so delighted with 't that he half closed -vith
me. I expect he will call to-morrow to say that he will a'e
it, when he will be much disappointed to hear of its sale.
" W'ilkie Collins is writing- a Christmas book for which
1 have undertaken to make a small etching'.
" Munt's prize picture of' Proteus' is sold to a j^entleman
at Belfast — which .sets him (H.) uj) in opulence for the
winter. I saw Charley last night. lie is just the .same as
ever — ^so provokingiy quiet. I fancy you have rather mis-
taken my feelings towards him ; not a whit of our friendshij)
has diminished. I was with him last night, but little or
nothing he said. I played backgammon with the matron.
" Let me know what vou think of the ' Rivulets.' ...
"In haste, vours sincerelv,
"JoH.x Everett Mili.ais."
ClIAI'Il-k V.
'I'lic \'nluntfcr inovcnu'iit— Kcminisccnccs of 'rurntT — Mci'liiij^ will) TIiih kciay—
Milliiis |)i()|)()S(.'s to paint " Koiul'o and Jiilift "— (iocs to " ( icoi^^c Inn" at
Hayes— licgins ])aintinx " I'lii' I'loscrilu'd Royalist" Artluu- Iln^ln's on In^
sittinj^s — Millais in tin; lumtin^ ticld -'■'rhc ( )i(l('i- of Rolcasi' " Models for ilii>
picture— Finifial of tlic Duke of Wellington— Anuisinj^ letter to Mr. liodj^kin-
son -Millais' first ex])edition to Scotland — With the Kiiskins to Nortluimber
land and thence to Callander— Their life in the North— Discussion on
architecture— Dr. Acland -The Free Kirk in 1852— Meeting with (lanibart
and Rosa lionhcur — Millais' comic sketch-book — He i;. slighted by the
.Academy — Foreboding on the election day- He is made an .\.R..\.
F*R()M the first day of 1S52 down to the opening- of the
Royal Academy Millais continued to work away at
the fii^ures in "The Huguenot" and "Ophelia." devotin_L(
all his spare time to j)ictures of smaller importance. His
life at this period may be gathered from the Allowing
letters, in which some reference to historical evmts invites
a word of explanation.
A series of revolutions in France, commencing in 1848,
culminated in the famous coup ifc'tat of December, 1851,
when for the first time universal suffraue was established,
and as the result. Prince Louis Napoleon was re-elected
President of the Republic for ten years certain. He .soon
let them know what that meant. No sooner was he installed
in office than he banished into exile the distinguished general
Oct
officers who were opposed to him, disbanded the National
Guard and appointed others in their place, dismissed eighty-
three members of the late legislative assembly, and finally
put an end to the liberty of the Press. These high-handed
proceedings threw all P>ngland into a ferment. The news-
papers raised a howl of execration against the tyrant ; antl
the Government, taking alarm, established the Channel Fleet
and called into existence a nimiber of volunteer rifie corps
to aid in the national defence. A glimpse at what followed
will be found in the correspondence.
152
r^
1848.
1851.
ished.
ccted
soon
tailed
leneral
tional
ohtv-
nally
mded
news-
and
Fleet
corps
oweci
'THK RACK >rKKTIX(;." ig
I«S2|
"Di
stru<^;i4l
lei I sill
pen. I
imist Ix
•' I h
l)Ut (fill
so I cai
of j)ro]n
" Nc:
wind. v\
whole (
creature
"In 1
inclined
\\'est(Ti
Ibrnotte;
went in I
after in
have be(
regard l
upon his
complete
most ela
of visitii
"The
it at doll
ti'oni <4o
.i^oino- toi
creditabl
daubers
c;ipable
Turner ^
must be
"I ho
v.hen I i
and belie
iS52|
CORRKSl^ONDHNeK
>55
To Mr. Conibc.
" S ;, (iowik S rki:Ki',
" /(iiiiiifiy ()///, I S3 2.
" PrAK Mk. CoMlii;, Believe me, I liave inacU' inaiiv
siriii^i^les to write to yon, but soineliow or oilier I lia\('
leli slu|)iil atul iiu-oin|)(i('m direetly my hand ilenched ilic
pen. I fear it is m\ normal stale now. but Iccl something'
mnst be written.
" I have bc'«;n working most determinetlly since ("hrisimas,
bnt (curiously) with little effect. I have j^iven up all \isi1in14.
so I cannot be accused on that score of |L^i\in_!^' little e\idcncc
of progress.
" Ne.\t wt!eU 1 hope to sail into a kind of artistic tracK-
wind. which will carry me on to the I'^xhibilion. . . . The
whole of this dav 1 have been drawini>' from two livin-'"
creatures embracing each other.
" In looking' over this, 1 see so many ' I haves' that 1 feel
inclined to throw it into the tire and cab off to the (Ireal
Western rail and on to O.xford. to show vou that 1 hav(; not
forgotten you. Mv Christmas was a verv leisurelv time. 1
went into the country the day before, and returned the day
after in a state of great depression. lioth Hunt and Charle\
have been, I fancy, much in the same condition as myself in
rt'^ard to workinu'. The latter has not even vet determincxl
ii|)on his composition. I doul)t whether he will ha\e time to
complete it for the Academy. Hunt came back from Oxford
most elaborately delii^hted. I was astonished at the (juantity
of visitinii" he manatied in the time.
"They say that Turner has left ;/^20o,ooo — st)me estimate
it at double that amount which I very much doubt. 1 hear
from u'ood authoritx that a irreat pnrtion of this monev is
tjoinu" towards some Ik* ises for deca\ed limners, which is verv
creditable to Mr. T. Probablv some of the worst liviniJ"
daubers are lookinof foruard to the time when thev are in-
c;ipable of spoiling" more canvases, and are lodged in the
Turner Almshouses. C — — has no chance, for they must
must be oil- painters.
" I hope my garrulous capacity will return to me soon,
V. Ikmi I intend writint;' to Mrs. Pat. Remember me to her.
and believe me " Most sincerely yours,
"John E. Millais."
156
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[185:
185:
^Z
'<>
My father hud but a slight acquaintance with lurner,
though my mother was amon^' the few of her sex who were
ever permitted to enter the great landscape painter's house.
She ki'.jw him well, and from her I obtainei.1 some interesting
notes, which I give in her own words : " I used frequently to
go and see Turner and his pictures, and though very few
ladies were ever allowed to enter his doors, he was very kind
to voun'j' artists. He lived like a hermit in a great lonely
house in Oueen Anne
Street ; his walls hung
with many of his own
pictures, which he re-
fused to part with. He
would not sell these on
anv account whatever,
and one clay he showed
me a blank cheque which
had been sent to him
to till in to any amount
he chose if he would
sell one of his pictures,
but he laugl id at the
idea and sent back the
cheque immediately.
" The glass over many
of his works was broken,
and largepiecesof brown
paper were pasted over
the cracks, for he would not bs at the expense oi new ones.
Mr. Prith rightly described the studio when he said 'the
walls were almost paperless, the roof far from weatherproof,
and the whole place desolate in the extreme'; whilst Munro'*
used to say that the \ery look of the place was enough to
give a man ;\ cold.
" Withal he had a gi'^-at sense of humour, and when telling
a story would puc his hnger to the side of his nose, and look
exactly like ' Punch.'
"Apropos of his physiognomy, he alwa)s resisted any
STUDU'lS I'OK "THK KOVAl.IS I .- 1S53
attempt to make a likeness ot nun ; Init one day alter clmner
* Munro of Novar, who li\ccl in Hamilton I'lacc, possessed scxcral 1 t
'I'lnncr's l)est works, tor whicli he liad paid sums not exccechnj^ .^-oo. Anions:
tliem \\as one of the artist's masterpieces, "The (Irand Canal at \'enic:e," whii ' •
after Mr. Munro's death, was purchased by Lord Dudley for nearly ^8oco.
[1852
1852]
REMINISCKNCES OF TURNER
157
at the house of a iViend, Count d'Orsay, a clever artist made
an excellent drawing' of him drinking' his coffee ; but this Avas
done without Turner's kno\vledj4"e, and is, I believe, one of
the few portraits of him now extant.
" He disliked society, and was intimate with very few
people, his principal friends being Mr. Bicknell, of Denmark
Hill, and Munro, of Novar, though at times he fre(|uented
the Athenaeum Club.
" After a while he took an intense dislike to his home in
Queen Anne Street, and only Munro knew where he removed
•vcral ' t
1
>nLI,AIS ON TJK WAV TO PAINT "THK KOVAMST
Sketch hy William Millais
to. Before this, however, he spent much time with Mr.
Fawkes, of Farnley Hall, near Leeds, for whom he painted
many pictures. I have stayed there, and examined the e\-
(juisite water-colour landscapes he did there, as well as a
lari4"e portfolio of birds' eL5>)S and feathers, also in water-
colours, most beautifullv finished.
"Turner had a fancy for architecture, but the lodges which
he planned at Farnley are of a sort of heavy Greek desi- Oueen Anne
Street, Turner seems to have
taken a fancy to a little old-fashioned inn near Cheyne
Walk, Chelsea. It was kept by a widow, and he asked
if he might be allowed to live there. On her inquiring
as to who he was, he said to her, ' What is yo?er name ?
to which she replied, ' Mrs. Brown.' ' Well,' said Turner,
' I 'm Mr, Brown,' In this house he remained for some
vears, visiting onlv his friend Munro and the Athenzeum
Club,
" At last, one dav he became seriouslv ill. and it was onlv
^ ' ' -
by his constantly calling out for Lady I*lastlake (the wife ot
the President of the Royal Academy), and on her being sent
for, that his identilv became known, '
ni,l,Al.S AT DIN'NKK.
By William Millais
S53
Tlic M;irc|uis of Lansdowne was a man of .^rcat 1)L'ne\olcnct' and culluitv
At liis table Millais and liis wife constantly dined,
anc
1 tliere tliev met all tlu
iterarv and artistic celebrities of tlie d;
I e exqmsite entertamments, urn,
ifter dessert always called in the Italian cook to compliment him on the feast.
'H5-]
CORRESPONDENCE
'59
Returning- now to the correspondence, I find the follovvini;>"
letter
To Mr
Coiubc,
"8
3, GowKR Strp:kt,
" Fcbniaiy ^th, ICS5:
" Mv DKAR Mr. Co.Mr.K, Don't be cilarmed at this mighty
circular, and think that the TVench have alreadv^ landed.
Thev have not come here vet ; Ijut, to <>uard acjainst such
an awful event, the gentlemen of London are arming them-
selves and forming rifle clubs ; and those who cannot give
their personal assistance are aiding us by subscriptions for
the purpose of furnishing rifles to those who cannot afford
them, yet are willing to join in the service of their country
— clerks and the like. My governor is on the Committee,
and my brother and self have joined. Several very in-
fluential men are at the head of it. A number of ladies
are getting; up subscriptions, and ' the smallest contributions
will be most thankfully received.' In the City there ^ a
thousand double-barrelled riflemen, composed of the gentle-
men of the Stock Kxchang;-. I am sure you will see that
such measures are stringent upon all Englishmen, and excuse
\w\ troubling you on such a subject.
" Faithfully yours,
"JOHX MiLLAIS.
" P.S. The advertisement of our club has appeared three
times in The Trues, and we already muster upwards of two
hundred gentlemen."
Amongst those whom he saw much of at this period, and
lo whom he was greatlv attached, were his cousins George
Hodgkinson and his wife Emily. He frequently paid them
Saturdav-to-Mondav visits, when he was workini'- in London.
(luring the years 1851-54. He also corresponded pretty
gularly with Mrs. Hodgkinson, who has most kindly placed
To Mrs., Couibc.
''"^il, GowER Strkkt,
March Gth, 1852.
Co.Mr.K, ^ — I promised some time back to
Pardon me, for I am a wretched corres-
\\
only
her letters at my di
ife ot
;• sent
CllltUlC
all tin
" Mv DKAR AL" walk we took together on
Sunday, to Mr. W'indus, the owner of all the celebrated
pictures of the late William Turner, r.a. He has some
thing
■aitnig
DINNKk AT IHK -CKORdK INN,' MAVKS. 1S53.
SkLlclicil liy William Mill,ii>
of the most valuable works in the world -u[)wards of fiftx
of Turner's most excellent paintings, some of which are
'alued at fifteen hundred pounds, and amongst his collect!*'-.
hr has several of mine one large and some small —besides
dr.wvings. Some day, when you are in town, I must 1 ke
you there. It is really > commence painting
again, for I cannot stand entire laziness. ' Romeo and
Juliet' is to be my next subject not so large as either
ot this year's. It is an order from a Mr. Pocock. one of
the secretaries of the Art Union. 'The Huguenot,' which
164
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[i8s.>
'■*m
was sold to Mr. White, a dealer, has since been sold by
him to Mr. Wiiidiis, the man who has all the celebrated
'J'urners, and has already one of my j)aintin_L;s — ' Isabella,'
from Keats" poem. I am j^lad that it is in so r^ood a C(jl-
lection, but cannot understand a man payint;' j)erhaps double
the mono)' I should have asked him.
" With love to Mrs. Pat, believe me,
" Most truly yours.
"John Everett Millais."
lYoic. — NothinL;" was done towards the paintinj^' of " Romeo
and Juliet" beyond the sketch which the artist made for it in
1S48, and which was shown by Mr. John Clayton at the
Millais b^xhibition in 1898, and an additional design of the
balcony scene [ 1852 |. After discussini;" various subjects with
Mr. Pococl- Millais' sufruestion of the "The Proscribed
Royalist " was approved, and shortly :ifter\vards the picture
was painted, and passed into the possession of Mr. Pocock.
Mr. G, D. Leslie, r.a., tells me that at this date Millais
^i)t to his father for the head of Lord Petre, in a picture of
"The Rape of the Lock," "My father," he says, " paintee^
Sir John on a small panel, just as Ixj was, in a black frock
coat, and a black cravat, with a little golden s^oose for a pin.
The portra I was a very yood likeness of him at that time,
and was sold at the sale of my father's pictures in i860. 1
don't know who purchased it."
"The Rape of the Lock" was bought by the late John
Gibbons, of Hanover Terrace, who had a fine collection (jf
pictures, and it is now in the possession of his son.
To Mrs. Combe.
^"^2)^ Cower Street,
'\luuc gt/i, 1852.
" Mv DEAR AL' to London in rainv weather.
My brother is .Lfoin;^' to live with me part of the time, so 1
shall not be entirely a hermit. . . .
"The immense success 1 have met with this year has
i^iven me a new sensation of pleasure in j)aintini4'. I have
letters almost every day for one or other of the pictm'es, and
onlv wish vour oucst was as lucky, that he mi<>ht '>o off to
the HoK Land as soon as possible with me. I shall never ^ljo
l)y myself. When I get to my ccumtry residence 1 will keep
lip a proper correspondence with both of you. Lately 1 have
hated the sinht of a pen, and h.ive scarcely answeretl letters
recjuirint;- an immediate reply. ... I have been paying- a
lono -standing;" visit at a relation's near Croydon, and have
become ac(niainted with the cK^'ri^A man of the adjoining
parish — a Mr. Hamilton, rtx^tor of Heddington one of the
most delightful men 1 t-ver met. He is a great friend of
Mr. Marriott and t>thers whose names I have heard you
mention. His church and village are cjuite beaux ideals . . .
■' Wxirs very sincereiy,
"John Evkrkit Mii.i.ais."
This is the first letter in which Millais mentions "The
Proscribed Royalist" and his intention to paint the subject.
Having foymd a suitable background in a little wood near
Hayes, in Kent, he commenced the picture in June, 1852,
and from this date till the end of the year his home seems
to have been alternately at Waddon, Gower .Street, and
the little "Cieorge Inn" at Bromley, kept by a Mr. X'idler.
Most of this time seems to have been spent at the inn, which
was within easy reach of the scene he had selected ; near
rilso to the h'^y trees on Conev Hall Hill, where still stands
the giant oak that he painted in the foreground of the
picture, and is now known as the *' Millais (3ak."
Touching this painting Williaan Millais writes: — "An
amusing incident -.curred whilst we were at the "George
Inn," jjromley, my brother Ixiing engaged on the Ixickground
t'T 'The Proscribed Royalist' in the old oak wood, and
I (close by) on a large oil landscape.
''Old Mr. V'idler, the landlord, was xery [)r.)ud of his
1 66
JOHN liVKKin r MILLAIS
[.85.;
y..
signliDard. r(j)rcsciilin|^ Si. (jcdi'i^c killiiiL; the I )ra;4()n, ami
was inorlalK' (tffciuU'cl at our tiiniiii'' it iiiio ridicule. One
ilav duriiv' our stay a violcMil storm carried the; si'iihoanl
off its hinges and siiiaslK-d
it to hits. The owner was
onl\' I arlly consoled on our
otfer'ni^ to paint him a new
one, and add(Hl ungracious]),
' Hut there, now, it will never
he tlie same thing.'
" I lowc\ er, he thought
(liff(;rentl\ when he saw the
gorgeous thing we i)roduce(l.
iMy brother painted one side
and 1 the other. Many
|)eople at this tiuK; came to
j)icnic in the neighbour
hood, and it soon got
abroad that the new sign-
board was painted by a
great artist, 'I'he old inn-
keeper was flattered ])y the
numbers who came to see
it, and made a practice of
taking the sign in at night and in rough weather."
To Mrs. Hodokiuson.
"George Inn, Haves, near Bro.mlev,
" Tuesday Niii'/it, June, 1S52.
" Mv ]JE.\K IC.Mii.v, — Accorchng to promise, I give you
immediate information about our arrival. Upon arriving
at Croydon we first drove to your mansion at W^addon,
where we t(jok in the remaining luggage and trotted on
here. We ordered a repast, and in the interim of prepara-
tion walked to the oak trees and down to the farm, where 1
again encountered JVlrs. Rutley, and expounded my views
to her upon the necessity of having cover close at hand
for my paintings, and how her farm exactly suited me for
that purpose. She very graciously undertook to afford
shelter for my box or myself in case of rain, storm, etc.,
and after the collo(iuy was ended I joined Will (who wrs
THK ".\ni,l.\IS OAK, II.WK.S, KKNT. i8gg.
loo tin
here Ik
" Th
just Stl
wilhin
nighlm
am wr
|)osed
gracefu
ing res
nosticai
|)articul
of our
from 01
"Ou
called i
from th
She br
very go
/Uo tht
jugal b(
the ma;
" Ye.s
tensive
of Port!
ten foo
The le'
(jvertur(
s[)rat [1
condesc
strawbe
(;vil spi
all-surpi
Park, a
my rea(
that be^
the aj)p
" Dur
with th
the pro
snoring-
;it prese
to you 1
[iSj.;
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CORRKSPONDKNCK
167
1)11, aivl
■. Ollr
;nl)<)ar(l
niashc(l
KT was
nn our
1 a iu;\v
iciousK ,
ill IU'\'(|-
tlioii^ln
saw the
•(k1uc(j(I.
)iic side
Many
L'aiiK- lo
nhl)oiir
)n L,f()l
w sIl;!!
I by a
)1(1 imi-
by llie
to see
cticc ol
1852.
ve you
irriviiiL;"
addon,
tted on
)repara-
here I
views
It hand
me for
afford
n, etc.,
ho wrs
A
loo timid to make; a request to a straiiL;'er') and walked on
here home;, where we found the tea waitin;^' us.
" 'ldi(; clock of the churi:h which ailjoins our |)rrmises has
just struck eleven, and signals me to bed. Another bell
within me foreti-lls an animal considerably larger than the
nightmare* visitiiiL;- me — pei'haps an evening mammoth. I
am writini^' this by the li.niit of (omposiiion candl(!s, sup-
posed not to refpn're snuflinL;. lln; wick of one han^s
LjTacefull) o\cr like a hairpin, and tlu; other has an astonish-
wv^ resemblance to a ju\ciiiK; c(jdar-tree, the latter pro^--
nosticatini^ 1 beliex'e the reception of letters, which will be
particularly acceptable in the |L,d<)<»min(;ss
of our present retreat, more especialK'
from our blessed little co/, \'.. P. II.
"( )ur landlady (Mrs. Vidler) has just
called into action a spark of animation
from the heir apparent of (iower Street.
She broke in upon us to w i: h us a
very j^'ood-ni'^hi, and is _L;^on(; with Xidk^r
,'Uo the inntM'most recesses of the coii-
jui^^al boudoir, probably to dilate upon
the magnitude of our appetites.
" Yesterdax I harpooned a most ex-
tensive wdiale I a patron] off the coast
of Portland Place, havinj;" no less than
ten footmen in attendance at ilinner.
The leviathan made most honourable
overtures for an increase of accjuaintance with the limner
sprat [himself], who conducted himself with appro[)riate
condescension and becomin<^ self-denial, in defiance of the
strawberries and cream. Somehow or other, I believe my
evil spirit takes his residence more particularly in th.it
all-surpassini^- luxury, cream. It was my ruin at Worcester
Park, and directh I came here it invitingly stands within
my reach. I wish I had courage enough to dash away
that beverage, as Macbeth throws the ooblet from him on
the appearance of Banquo.
" During- the journey to this place we diverted ourselves
with the cup and ball, catching it upon the j)oint during
the progress of cab, train, ancl Croydon lly. William is
snoring so loudlv that you must excuse mv writinsj' more
iit present, I am sure he would send affectionate greetings
to you had he recovered from his lethargy.
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" Take my advice, don't t>o out at Hastint^s with that
nev parasol, otherwise you will come back with it like this —
[Here follows a sketch of Mrs. Hod^kinson heino- blown
off a cliff out to sea, still clinLjinii^ to the new parasol, J
" I remain, your affectionate
"J. E. MlI.LAIS."
A reminiscence of this period will be found in the followinKK OI- UKI.KASK,"
170
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[185:
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III
it
9*
1;
I*
at Hayes, and was j^ettinin" on vvcl). when, to his g'-eat chagrin,
he was called a\va\- from his work to attend at Oxford as
witness in a lawsuit witn rej^ard to the will of Mr. Drury,
of Shotover, the testator's sanity at the date of the will bein ;
questioned, and he heinin' one of the attestin^i;" witnesses. He
happened to he with Mr. Drury in 1849, when the will was
made, and, having" s[)ent two or three months under his roof,
he could speak with the
y jiyh / , / /; >^ , utmost confidence as to
the state of his mind.
On the conclusion of
Millais' evidence, ^Nlr.
Justice Williams, before
whom the case was tried,
complimented him in
the followini^ terms :
"Well, Mr. Millais,
if you can paint as well
as you can oive your
evidence, you will be a
very successful man
some day." In the end
the validity of the will
was established.
To Mrs. Hodgkinson.
" Hayes,
''August ^th, 1852.
" Mv DEAR Coz, — We
have just concluded our
customary game of skit-
tles, and I hasten, with
a shaky hand, to fulfil my promise of writing you a letter.
To-day we were both obliged to leave off painting early, as
every two minutes a shower of rain came down, so since
one o'clock we have had strong exercise in archery and the
knock-'em-downs. Yesterday we also took a holiday, as it
was wet ; so we ar > not getting on precisely as we could
wish. . . .
" Poor Mrs. Vidler has been bedridden for some time,
owing, I am told, to an encounter with some drunken fellow
who insulted her. They say she doubled her mawleys in the
Ski-tcm rou "THI-: ORDKR 01" KKI.KASK, " 1852
[1852
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CORRESPONDENCE
171
haL;rin,
ford as
Driir) ,
I bein ;
s. He
/ill was
lis roof,
^•ith the
:c as to
mind,
jsion of
:e, Mr.
I, before
as tried,
him in
rms :
Millais,
; as well
/e your
all be a
1 man
the end
the will
kinson.
1852.
,— We
led our
of skit-
n, with
letter.
arly, as
since
md the
y, as it
could
e time,
1 fellow
n the
true puoilistiv' style, and knocked over the inebriate vagabond,
to his infinite astonishment and discomfort, so injuring his leg
in the fall that he has since been at the hospital. . . .
" I wish I was in a vein for describing a club feast that
came off here a day or two ago. Upwards of eighty agricul-
tural labourers sat down to table, the stewards wearini/ blue
and white rosettes in their buttonholes. Of course almost
all of them were drunk in the evening, and some of the
drollest scenes took place outside the house. About one a.m.
a fight was raging, which kept me awake for some time ; and
last night I never slept till four in the morning — I suppose
from having drunk some rather strong tea at the Hasseys' — ■
so to-day 1 feel sleepy and stu[)id.
" The Royal Academy conversazione I attended alone,
William being upset with rheumatics. The first people I
met were, of course, the Leslies, with whom I kept the
greater part of the evening. The Duke of Wellington made
his appearance about ten, and walked through the rooms with
the President, Sir Charles Eastlake. All went off as those
and most things do. I saw Mrs. Leslie (not Miss) down to
her carriage, and walked home with Hunt.
" With a i>entle smoothin": down of Georofe's ambrosian
locks, believe me,
" Most sincerely yours,
"John Evekett Millais."
To Air. Combe.
"GicoRdE Inn, Haves, Bromley,
" Tuesday Xight, October, 1852.
" Mv DEAR Comhe, — Do not be astonished, or imagine me
forgetful, in allowing so long a time to elapse without writing.
" I have but just returned to this place, after spending a
week (bedridden) at Gower Street, where I went to be
nursed in a tremendous rheumatic cold I caught painting
out of doors. I am well again now, and worked away to-
day as usual at my background, which I hope to finish in
two or three days at most, when I shall return to Town for
good. ... I am waiting here for one more sunny day, to
.et sunshine there to fall
15 r^
on his lay figure attired as the Puritan Girl. In the studio
below he had taken the picture out of a w(Joden case with
the hd sHding in grooves — to keep all dust from it, he said —
and after my sitting he used to slip it in again. When I
saw the picture I ventured to remark that I thought the
dress of the lady was quite strong enough in colour ; but he
said it was the fault of the sun ; that the dress itself was
rather Ouakery, but the sunshine on it made it like gold. His
studio was exquisitely tidy. I had been admitted by a very
curly-headed Buttons (' Mr. Pritchard, my butler,' as Millais
used to call him), who received at the same time a tremen-
176
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
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lit .
clous wi-rirrinn for sonu,' slight tMfn's left on the floor. After
he li;id retired, Millais made it up to him by declaring;- he
would und(Ttake to make that boy paint better than a Royal
Academician in a twelvemonth! Apart from my admiration
of Millais, it was a very interesting- episode to me, from the
revelation of character in the few inhabitants of the house,
and the way he ruled all, and all was ruled for him. The
,ijentleness of the father and the vijjj-orous character of the
mother, the pictur(;sque Ixit somewhat restless individuality
of William Millais, were all interestins bio^ln r^rf W"^
"The Proscribed Royalist" now belongs to Mr. James
Opton, having' been successively in the possession of Mr.
Pocock, Mr. Plint, and Sir John Pender.
The headaches of which Millais complained in several of
his letters are not, I believe, uncommon amono- men of his
craft, lont»" confinement in the studio unfitting them for work
in the open, where they must perforce sit still for hours
together, exposed to every wind that blows. In early life
my father suffered a good deal in this way ; and it was not
until his friends, John Leech and "Mike" Halliday, per-
suaded him to follow the hounds that he found relief from
this complaint. In his next two letters he writes enthusias-
tically on the sport, as a source of health and strength.
12
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178 JOHN KVI'RHTT MILLAIS |,«5
To .Mr, Gcon^c W'yalt.
"S5, CiowKu STKr.i;!,
"1853-
" Mv 1)1 AK W'VATT. Mail) llianks for your kiiul altfiuion
lo my wishes. Tlu' licet iiuist have W'vw a woiulerfiil si^ht.
I was viTy nearly j^oiiij^ with Leech, the Puiult draughtsman,
to see its cleparturi*. hut touiul even greater attraction in
huntin'''. which I have latelv taken to. I'-verv Saturday I
accompany him into llerttordshire, whcM'e i^ood horses awaii
us. and \\v. stay overnijL,du at a IritMid's, and set off in tiic
mornin',^. I have been four tinn^s out, and have only had
one spill, which did not hurt me in the least.
" 1 should not follow the chase hut that 1 cnijoy it above
all other recreation, and fmd mys(;lf (juite fitted lor such
e.vercise. The first time 1 ever rode over a fence j^ave nic
confidence from the comparatively easy way in which I kepi
mv seat. .Since then I have ridden over prettv nearlv everv
kind of hedi^e and ditch. Leech is a jj^ood rider, and we ;;<>
to^j^ether.
" With kind rejj^ards from my family, believe me,
" Yours verv trulv,
"John KvKKK'n- Mii.i.ais."
To Mr. Couibe.
"83, (iowKk Stkkkt, Br.DioRi) S(^UAif (Jiiixo/c and Gi/ />/(is ; hut.
as \()U sa\ . thi! cHstaiice is an obstacle. I know nothini^
.ihout Norway, hut I hoix" it is not colder in the summer
than here.
" 1 )o you intend comin<.j to town to see the funeral of die
I.NUIAIIONS Oh VKI..\S(JUKZ. 185.)
Duke? I do not generally care about such things, but I
shall make a little strutrule for that. It '» 11 be worth
&^>
seem<4\
"Have you seen anything of Pollen* lately, and has
Jenkins gone yet? Last Thursday evening I met Tennyson
and his brother Charles, a cleri^vman. Politics were the
principal topic of conversation, the Laureate believing it
Louis Napoleon's secret intention to make war with and
invade E^ngland. In this Tennvson thinks he would be
* Mr. I'ollen, a fellow of Merton College, and an authority on Art matters,
« >s a frequent \isitor to the Combes, and met there Millais and Hunt, whose
wi rks he admired.
i8o
JOHN KV^ERETT IVIILLAIS
['«5:
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n
successful, holding;; us in subjection for some little time, when
he would be kicked over to fair France to resist the attack
of almost all Europe. I can see you smilinj;" at this like a
true Britisher.
" Ever yours most truly,
"JoiIX EVKRETT MlLLAIS."
" The Order of Release " (referred to for the fir.^:t time
in the foreooinj^" letter) is well described by Mr. Walter
Armstrong, who begins by quoting" Mr, Andrew Lang in the
following notice: "'In 1853 Millais painted a picture in
which both his dramatic power and his eye for the lovable
in woman are superbly shown, and shcjwn under some
difficulties. This is 'The Order of Release,' now the
property of Mr. James Renton. It was originally painted
for Mr. Joseph Arden, who gave the commission for it
through Thackeray. As a piece of realistic painting, it
may challenge comparison with anything else in the world.
The scene takes place not outside a prison, as more than
once has been absurdly supposed, but in a bare waiting-
room, into which the young clansman has been ushered
to his wife, while his gaoler takes ' The Order of Release,'
which will have to be verified by his superior before it can
result in final liberty. The stamp of actual truth is on it; and
if ever such an event happened, if ever a Highlander's wife
brought a pardon for her husband to a reluctant turnke\-,
things must have occurred thus. The work is saved by
expression and colour from the realism of a photograph.
The woman's shrewd, triumphant air is wonderfully caught,
though the face of the pardoned man is concealed, like that
of Agamemnon in the Greek picture, but by a subtle artifice.
The colour of the plaid and the gaoler's scarlet jacket re-
inforce each other, but do not obliterate the black- and-tan
of the collie. The good dog seems actually alive. The
child in the woman's arms is uncompromisingly ' Hieland.'
The fiesh painting, as of the child's bare legs, is wonderful!}'
real ; the man's legs are less tanned than usually are those
of the wearers of the kilt. Perhaps he is grown pale in
prison, as a clansman might do whose head seemed likely
soon to be set on Carlisle wall. As a matter of truthful
detail, observe the keys in the gaoler's hand, the clear ste- 1
shining through a touch of rust. The subject and tlic
ic, when
e attack
is like a
.LAIS.
irst time
, Walter
ig in the
icture in
i lovable
er some
now the
painted
in for it
nting, it
le world,
ore than
waiting-
ushered
Release.'
re it can
in it; and
er's wife
turnkey,
laved by
)tograph.
caught,
ke that
artifice,
icket re-
-and-tan
e. The
4ieland.'
nderfully
re those
pale in
ed likely
truthful
ear ste'l
and the
"THK ORDKK OF HKJ.KASK.' iS=;,
By pcriiiission of H. CraTis ami Son
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sentim
lias \vc
cxpres
subtler
There
the hii
boHsed
1 ■ '
i 8^
t*"
i
and the
own pi
ousted
Spiel
his rece
" So gn
ci .ijenuii
when, d
in Jers^
Colonel
ot the r
* Mr.
exhibition
,852]
PASSION FOR ACCURACY
183
sentiment, no less than the treatment, made this picture a
(omplete success.'
" Every word of this mav be endorsed 'iut Mr. Lan»'*
has hardlv, I think, laid sufficient stress on the masterv of
expression in the woman's face. In it we can see the
subtlest min^iiniL^' of emotions ever achieved by the artist,
'['here is not only shrewdness and triumph, there is love for
the husband, contempt mixed with fear for the power sym-
bolised by the turnkey's scarlet, pride in her own achievement.
bri Jill)l<{)''f -^^V«S f\n*ila f^, ft,, Kcjal luuii/,,if^.
*,
yf3
Krom Millais' Comic Skutch l!uok
and the curious northern satisfaction at the safety of one's
own property — a Jeanie Deans, in fact, with meekness
ousted by a spice of pugnacity." onAKois^'
Spielmann has also an interesting note on this picture in
his recently-published Alillais and his IVorks. He says : —
" So great was Millais' passion for accuracy, that he obtained
a genuine order of release, signed by Sir Hildegrave Turner,
when, during the war, he was Governor of Elizabeth Castle
in Jersey, and so faithfully did he copy it that the late
Colonel Turner, the Governor's son, who knew nothing
ot the matter, recognised with surprise his father's signature
* Mr. Andrew Lang wrote a very excellent series of nines on the little
exhibition of Millais' work exhibited by the Fine Art Society in 1881.
1 84
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[.85.
M
.ii#!l'
in the picture, as he walked through the gallery in which
it was exhibited. "
The head of the woman (painted from my mother) was
a perfect likeness of her in 1853, except only as to the
colour of her hair, a golden auburn, which was changed
to black, in order to contrast with that of the child.
Mr. F. B. Harwell tells me that Westall. the famous
model, posed for the Highlander. He had been in a
dragoon regiment, from which he deserted. Nemesis, how-
ever, overtook him one day in the studio of Mr. Cope, k.a.,
and he was taken back to his old regiment and tried by
court-martial. Some time after this his absence was so
liRUCE AT THK SIPX'.E OF ACRE. 1853
lamented in the London studios that a subscription was
raised by artists, and he was bought out of the service.
"Unlike 'The Huguenot,'" adds Mr. Harwell, "the back-
ground of which had been severely criticised, ' The Order
of Release ' made an immense sensation. No fault could
be found with the background, even by the old-fashioned
school, whilst the extraordinary realism and brilliant colour-
ing added to the dramatic interest of the story, and the
novelty of execution astonished all."
The picture is said to have been the first ever hung on the
walls of the Academy which required the services of a
policeman to move on the crowd. " Afterwards," says Mr.
Harwell, "when exhibited in Paris at the Great Exhibition
of 1855, it arrested a great deal of attention, and in an article'
in Le Temps, by Theophile Gaultier, that gentleman expressed
himself completely puzzled as to how it had been produced- -
what the vehicle was, whether oil, wax, or tempered varnis i
[1852
in which
her) was
s to the
changed
Id.
; famous
:;n in a
sis, how-
Dpe, K.A.,
tried by
was s( )
1852]
"THE ORDER OF RELEASE"
185
tion was
e.
le back-
le Order
lit could
ashioned
t colour-
nd the
g- on the
:es of a
lays Mr.
;hibition
in articl-
xpressed
duced- -
varnis 1
—and bestowed a considerable amount of space in discussinjj^
its merits. The article was favourable on the whole, but
implied that it was another instance of those curious eccen-
tricities only to be found in Albion."
In assessing- the value of this picture it is interestin85=
same hi\A\ standard of merit. He was more or less en«>a5>ed
upon them rii^ht up to 1884, when, after be_L,n"nnin<4- " Eittle
Miss Muffet," he was obliged to surrender his tools to
T. Atkinson, who finished the plate. Cousins was a (juiet,
l)loddin^, and honest worker of the very best type, and his
eventual election to the honour of Royal Academician was
applauded by everybody as a compliment he well deserved.
The sufferings of an artist while painting, or rather trying-
to paint, a tiresome child, are amusingly described in the
following letter
7o J/r. Combe.
8'
-J, (iowiiR Stkket,
•' Daruibn- \6t/i, 1852.
" y\\ DKAK Mk. Co.mp.e, Instead of going to a musical
party with my father and brother, 1 will, write you something
of mv doings. 1 have a headache, and feel as tired as if I
had walked twentv miles, from the anxietv I have undergone
this last fortnight [over 'The Ord^ of Release']. All the
morning I have been drawing a dog, which in unc[uietness is
onl\' to be surpassed by a child. Both of these animals I am
trying to paint daily, and certainly nothing can exceed the
trial of j)atience they occasion. The child screams upon
entering the room, and when forcibly held in its mother's
arms struggles with such successful obstinacy that 1 cannot
begin my work until exhaustion comes on, which generally
appears when daylight disappears. A minute's quiet is out
of the question. The only opportunity I have had was one
evening, when it fell asleep just in the position I desired.
Imagine looking forward to the day when next one of these
two provoking models shall come ! This is my only thought
at night and upon waking in the morning.. When I suggest
corporal punishment in times of extreme passion, the mother,
after reminding me that I am not a father, breaks out into
such reproofs as these : ' Poor dear ! Was he bothered to
sit to the gentleman.'* Precious darling! Is he to be tor
mented } No, my own one ; no, my popsy, my flower,
cherub,' etc., etc., dying away into kisses, when he (the baby)
is placed upon his legs to run about my room aid displace
everything. Immediately he leaves off crying, remarking
that he sees a ' gee-gee ' (pointing to a stag's head and antlers
I have hung up), and would like to have one of my brushes.
I
CLttJLfLiLC
'' HO ■ .
"ACCKPIKI)' (Pen Dkawini;), 1853.
Ik.
fJW
iiS
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hSjjl
iHjJl
CORRESPONDKNCK
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This infaiit I could almost murtler ; hut the dot; 1 feci for,
because he is not expecttul to uiulerstaiul. .\ stroiiL^ man
comes with it and bends him to my will, and all thi' while it
looks as calm as a sufferin''- martvr. I do more from this
creature in a day than from the other in a week.
"This year I hope you will come and see the produce of
all this labour before the pictures j^o to the exhibition I
mean a day or two previous, so that they may bt; (|uite
finished. . . . W'ednestlay (^venini;- I went to a public dinner
at Hamj)stead, and ' scaped in time to avoid returning' thanks
for the honour they intended doin^;- me. I expect soon to
have an invitation to a banquet at IiirminL;ham in honour
of the success of their exhil)ition, to which I sent 'Ophelia.'
There I am afraid I must sa\- somethin<'-, as I lost onlv bv
some few votes the; prize ^iven to Ward's 'Charlotte Corday
;4()inj4' to Execution,' and it is customary to propose the
health of the unsuccessful candidate. Mv brother will ac-
companv Hunt in time to attend the Mai>dalen eveniiiLT
testival, and although 1 shall not be with vou on Christmas-
(lay. you may depend uj)on it that I shall drink your and
Mrs, lilt's health. Wishing- her and yourself a haj)py
Christmas, believe me.
" Ever vours most sincerelv,
tf 4
"John I'vVkritt Mili.ais."
To the same.
•\ "S3, GowKR Stkket,
"■ Decctnbcf, 1852.
" Mv DEAR Mr. Co.MiJt:, — You mi^ht have called fifty times
and never have found all our family out, as you did the other
thiy. If you had given me an idea that you intended calling,
I should have been at home to meet vou. As it was I was
4
at the Tower of London in search of a background, in which
1 was unsuccessful. All the stonework is too filthv with the
4
soot of Town to make any good colour in a background.
Let me know if you are coming up to see the lying-in-state
or the funeral of the Duke [of Wellington]. I have been
very lucky, having got a most excellent position from the
Punch office windows, through the kindness of one of the
])rincipal writers, Tom Taylor, the man who wrote that
llattering notice of my last year'ii ^ctur^ia.
it
t
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JOHN KVKKKTT MILLAIS
I18;:
"This day I have cominciiccd the fmiirL' in in\ siimiiicTs
work (' riic Koyalist '), and to-nij^lu will b(; drawinj^ th(
fjroup of my other subject ('The Oriier ot Release), so
I have hej^iiii my winter's work. I saw, last nii^lu, a friend's
l)ictures, j)ainted this year in Spain, which would make yon
alter your opinion about that country. The j)eople and plac(
must be maj^nificent. i never saw such costumes and natural
taste in the manner of putting their dresses on. I think W(
must jj^o to .Spain. ... " Yours most truly,
"John I*^\KKi:ir Mii.i.ais."
To Mrs. Cofii/h'.
"St^, (iowKK .Stukkf,
''December, 1852.
" My dear Mrs. Comiu;, How did you like the funeral
procession .■^ I expected to have heard Mr. Combe's opinion.
In the Illustrated London A'ck's there is a drawing' of the
Royal carriages passing the Punch offices, and a likeness of
me sitting in the front row between some ladies. You will
see by that how good a position I had. I hear from Collins
that you are not coming to visit them until after Christmas.
Do not make it long after, as 1 shall then be beginning hard
work and unable to join ) uu mi walks, etc. Of course you
have heard from Hunt since lis return. Now that he has
come home we have our old friendly meetings again, such
as we used to have in former years. Charlie has so far
altered as to join our evenings, which he used to look upon
as almost profane. The evenings are so continually wet thai
I seldom take my usual walk to Hanover Terrace. Mrs.
Collins is getting quite gloomy at the infrequency of my visits.
" Wilkie's new novel, Basil, has come out. I have jusi
finished reading it, and think it very clever. The papers.
I understand, abuse it very much, but I think them incon
sistent in crying it down and praising Antonina, which is not
nearly so good. Have you read Esmond, Thackeray's last
book? I hear from Hunt that it is splendid, but it is in so
much request at the library that I cannot g;et it.
"My private opinion of the Wellington car is that it looke(,l
like a palsied locomotive. All the dignity of size was losi
in the little tremblino" motion it had over the stones of thu
streets. It suoorested bruises on the hero's nose from shakin ■
•f>e>
John Phillip, K..\.
i«53l
of th(
Ko\a
the SI
talk a
hinerii
The-
ing
Li«5^
ninuTs
w^ the
,(r'). sti
iciul's
ke yon
d place
natural
link we
,A1S."
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COKRKSI>OXnKNCH
191
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funeral
opinion.
■ of the
uncss ot
[ou will
Collins
ristmas.
iVff hard
rse vou
he has
, such
so far
: upon
et thai
Mrs.
• visits.
Lve jusi
papers,
incon
h is not
y's last
s in so
lookeil
,as lost
of thi'
ihakin .'
of the l)ody in the coftm. I sa\ 'private opinion.' because a
ko\al Acatieniician was niixetl u|) in the desii^n. Altonclher
the sii^ht was a most imposing one, hut there is so nuich
talk about it that 1 am sick of the \vv\ name of the I )uki''s
funeral. It has taken the place of the weather in conversation.
The first thinin one is asked in Town, u|)on enti'rinjj; a room,
is. ■ Did you see it.'' Where from ? .\nd what think \(»u of
it?' N'ouujl;' ladies, ^cnerall) dumh on the first introduction,
venture upon this topic as coura^eousK' as an accustomed
orator. IJelieve me. " Most trulv vours,
"John I''vi;ki;rr Mii.iais."
7\> Mr. Com be.
"S3. GowKU Strki.t.
'' Fdnnary \itli, 1S53.
"Mv DKAR Mr. Co.NFiii:. All mv familv are ''one out to
a musical part)'. exceptin«i^ my mother, who is ill in her
room, sufferin^t^' from a cold. I have but just returned from
Hanover Terrace. P(jor Mrs. Collins (also aftlictetl with
cold) has entirely lost her voice. Charlie is rather desi)ond-
inL>; about the quantity of work he has t^ot before him.
doubting' the possibility of finishing- for the I'^xhibition.
" 1 am proj^ressinj^' with my picture slowly, but of course
will finish in time. . . . Hunt is so hard at work that 1
never see him. He is painting' a modern subject, which
you probably know more about than I do. I have lately
become acquainted with a very busy Roman Catholic, a
most mysteriousdookin!4' individual, a friend of Pollen's.
His name is De Bammerville. I dined with him last week,
and he called to ask me to accomj)any him to Cardinal
Wiseman's this eveninu", but I excused mvself. I believe
him to be a Jesuit. He has a most extraordinary appear-
ance — an excessively dark beard and comj)lexion, and wearini^'
wolf's fur round his neck and wrists, with braid — altogether
lookintr very like a stai^e Polish Count, who murders every-
one and then o^oes down a trap-door with blue light upon
him. I expect he looks upon me as a promising" convert.
He smiles at the notion of mv attendino' Wells Street
Church, and, no doubt, pictures in his imagination my sittinu"
0!i a three-leuued stool, paintiuLi' a Holv P^amil\' for the onl\
church. " Yours most truly,
"John E. Millais."
'92
loiiN i':\'KKi:'i r mii.l.ais
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k
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■ 1
AImiih ilii^ lime \Iillai>i |)rcs( iiicd lo his cousin. Mis
(iconic I lodj^kinson. a lilllc picliirc of a tcinair tinurc. Uu
which shf herself liacl sal. It was sciU to her in June, as
s(>i>n as it was clone; hut the liushand. objecting to tht
j)osition of one of the arms, wrote to tht; artist and Ix-Lj'ncd
liim to take a certain portion of the arm away. I'o lliis
re([U(,'Si lie rcc:ei\c'd the followini; amusing re|)ly :
Vo Mr, //oi(iii'inson.
l.oMx >N.
"//nir \of/i.
" Sik. N'ou desire lliat in sour al)senc:e the \ oimii woman
should have an operation performed on her left arm. I ha\(
consulted her pleasure upon the siihject, and ha\(; exjilained
that her 'frame' shall not he shaken, as wc intend taking;
her out of it. Mr. Kohinson will he in attendance, to ad
minister chloroform, upon which I iniend making; an incision
with m\' palette knife just helow the; elhow. l.axiniL;' open
the wcnmd, wc shall then have exposed the- two punctured
hones, the 'radius' and the 'ulna.' upon which an immediat(
scjlution of turps shall Ix; plentifully a|)i)li(;d. I)\ this latter
e.\l)eclient we hope to cM"aclicate the deformil)' and to make a
doiiii fuic restoration.
" 'i he only companion the patient has had durini^ her
incarceration has been her trusty Dand)-, 'Shy,' who has
put on a very lon^ face since he has been with her, t^doomy
in sympathy with his serene part-nt, who has been i)upi)inL;
and i,nven birth to feline juveniles. . . . William has been
playinj^' one or two tricks with his mawleys upon the j)iann,
accompanying" the cjuartette with such i^ood effect that the
L^oNernor has thrown up the sponge in token of the total
defeat of that instrument. lime was frecpiently called, but
none but Hill came to the scratch. The Lord and Master ef
this house is at this momcMit endeavourin|n' to brint^' the un
fortunate piano (who is upwards of forty) back to its ori^in.il
tone. My fcMiiale parent is in the adjoinin|L^" room, making;
preparations for an early dinner, which principally consist
in the entire subjugation of the ci'rly-headed Pritchard, and
a discovery of bottles, the contents of which are unknow i
to her; hence a continual apj)licati()n of the necks of tl ■
aforesaid bottles to the aforesaid lady's nose, accompani( 1
s
i
)v an
ob
servation.
That
s L'ln
That's vine!>ar,' or 'What
•Hj;.
1. Mrs
lire. Ini
line, as
to lll<
|)(.MMC(1
\\) this
lO///.
; woinaii
I lia\(
\|)laiiu'(l
1 lakiuL;
'. to ad
incision
no- open
iinctiircd
iinctliatc
lis latu T
maUc a
\\v^ hvv
ho has
t^looiny
)ui)i)inL;
IS bci'ii
V. j)iani',
hat the
u- total
led, bill
aster ot
the nil
original
makinj,
consist
ird. and
nknou i
of lb. •
ii|)ani( 1
What s
y -'
X. =
'•- '3
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that, i
of wii
worth
taste t
out as
for din
nical ;
A
19
I*
At tl-
brother
to take
The e\[
had a_o-r(
of the
tltlio-htfi
land, vvi
Morpeth
travelled
tal-ino- c
-Stirlino".
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195
that, Pritchard ? ' (the box's nose takes kindly to the ock:)ur
of wines.) 'Sherry, nuim.' I believe that boy would be
worth a publican's while to purchase. Get him an order to
taste the wines at the docks, and he would brini^' himself
out as full as a bottle. He has come in with the tablecloth
for dinner, and mother calls for a i^eneral clearance for that
meal ; so no more at present fnjm \our
" Limner,
" Jack Mii.lais."
'
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CROSSINO THK liORDKR. 1S53
.Sketch bv William Milhiis
At the end of June, 1853, Millais, in comj)any with his
brother William, journeyed North for the first time, intending'
to take a oood holiday after prolonged work at his easel.
The expedition was at first sui^'^ested by the Ruskins, who
had agreed to meet the brothers and introduce them to some
ot the beauties of the Northern hills. After spending' a
delightful week with Sir Walter Trevelyan in Northumber-
land, which the railway had then [)enetrated as far as
Morpeth, the two brothers met the Rtiskins there and
travelled with them by private coaches to the Trossachs,
takintr en route the {)icturesque old towns of Melrose and
-Stirlintr.
196
JOHN KVKRETT MILLAIS
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To the former place their host insisted on ciccompanyinL;
them, taking Mrs. RiisUin and her friend, Miss McKenzie.
in his doL;-cart. There then they parted, the visitors betaking-
themselves to a carriai^e and pair under the fjuitlance of a
postillion. This gentleman, however, proved himself hardly
equal to the occasion. After a brief halt at a hostelry in
the hill country, where the whisky was supremely tempting-,
he was taken so seriouslv ill that he could no longer control
his horses. There was
-^ T"" nothing for it, therefore,
but to dispense with his
services and tool the
animals along as best
they could. Willia-n
Millais gallantly under-
took this task, and after
depositing the unhappy
Jehu amidst the luggage
on the top of the coach
he evolved from his own
inner consciousness
something that served
for reins, and managed
to land the party saffly
at Callander, where
rooms had been en-
raged for them.
Mrs. George Hodg-
kinson sends me a
sketch of his, made at
the time, showing the
post boy hanging on to the collar of one of his horses, as
he pitt'ously moans, " Aw 'm xerrarr baad — aw canna ride —
oh dearr, oh dearrr ! "
At Callander the two brothers found apartments in the
" Xew Trossachs Hotel." microscopic in size, but clean and
comfortable, and took most of their meals with their friends,
who were more luxuriously accommodated at the manse, at
Brig o' Turk, some five hundred yards away. But, '' hey, eh,
the wind and the rain !" — especially the rain. For nearly five
long weeks it came steadily down, regardless of Mrs. Ruskiii
and her brave championship of the climate of this, her native
land. I^xcept at rare intervals, sketching was out ot liie
I
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i;
He'
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CLOSK QUARTERS. 1853
1 1 §53
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THK TROSSACHS
197
npanyin;^
cKenzit.
betakiiiL;
mce of a
;lf hardly
)Stdry ill
temptinLi.
tr control
'here was
therefore,
e with his
tool the
;■ as best
William
tly under-
and after
; unhappy
le luggai^e
the coach
m his own
cioLisness
at served
managed
irtv satelv
where
been eii-
m.
e Hodg-
me a
made at
|)wing" tiic
lorses. as
na ride —
ts in the
clean and
ir friends,
manse, at
" hey, oh,
learlv five
•s. Ruskin
ler native
Lit of the
(luestion. There was nothing to see; but healtii and strength
were to be had by braving the elements. Mackintoshes had
not then been invented, btit the plaid of the country afforded
some protection, and, thus habited, the whole party turned
out day by day, spending their lives in the pure air. It
1h»-ti>»risti A>i^nnc{ 'ii.tl
{' Si
was soon found, however, that the plaid was insufficient
without the kilt, and as in those days sojourners in the
Highlands were expected to adopt the costume of the
cfiuntrv, not only for their own comfort, but as a coni)liment
t(> the natives, whose judgment in the matter of dress was
tlius endorsed, it needed no great persuasion on the [)art
198
JOHN EVERETl MILLAIS
['«53
ol their friends to inai«5:
em selves
kindly td
ear it to
ly's wear,
with the
jidjustinL;
; storm
with her
ler house.
rjn
cin ; but
hings, he
d shortly
drawiug
xpediticn
in Loth
;ver were
makii\i;'
his on'v
X
■r.
o
a:
H
US USL
ll
fascin i-
'«53l
tion
occur
for a
were
in*;- t(
is nor
Th
Sir I
addec
to it i
r*
^1^
letters
them
patien
toleral
hour,
Scotcl
decide
than (
"It's
the la^
the on
"I)
ainiabl
his ro
was d
afternc
1 had
sketchi
burst (
\y- letter:
To Mr. Combe.
" New Tkossacus Hotel, Cai.i.andkk,
"Stiklinc, Aii<^nst j^t/i, 1 853.
" Mv I)i:ak Mr. Comue, — Findini>- all mv friends writint)^
letters, I have just crossed the boo- that separates us from
Uiem to send you a bulletin of our health and doings. Our
patience has been most sorely tried, and has stood pnxjf
tolerably well. Cannot you see us, one by one and hour by
hour, with anxious faces, tryin^' to read the sun throujj^h
Scotch mist and rain ? Cannot you hear us singly giving- our
tlecided opinion of the day, hope buoying us up to tell other
than our real sentiments abcnit the state of the weather ?
" It's a varry saaft dee" has greeted me every morning for
the last five weeks, uttered by a buxom landlady, who is truly
the only pers(Mi I have seen unclouded about the physiognomy.
'• Dr. Acland has been stavino- here a few days. What an
amiable man he is ! He left us on Monday, and I ha\'e taken
his room, because of the fine view its window affords. I
was determined to brino- back somethinijf, so on the very
afternoon, of his departure I began a new picture. Oh that
1 had tried this bait before with the sun, for I had barely
sketched-in my work before the sun, with British effulgence,
burst out upon the rocky hills. The wet birch leaves gave
l^ack tiny images of him, and all the distant mountains
changed suddenly from David Cox to the Pre- Raphael ites.
" What was a purple w'sh became now a network of
,L!,rays and lilacs, with no inconsiderable amount of drawing
about their rugged peaks ; in fact, such drawing as Nature
This post-meridian burst of light augured
;iiways re)oices ui.
morrow, an
well for the
d, indeed, Tuesday was a
pri
nee ot
ays, and we worked well. Wednesday and Thursday like-
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JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
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wise, tliouj^h cold lalt(Tl\ went far towards cramj)inj^" us.
RusUin comes and works with lis. and we dine on the rocis ever become matl in .Scotland ?
" Ever vniirs sincerelv,
"John luKkKii Mii.i.ais."
and drought
1 '
I,
1^
I I
Ml
y\) the same.
cjo Mr. Stkw.vrt. Bkidc.k ok Turk,
" CaI,I..\M)I;R, Pr.RTJISIIIRK,
" An^iliist, 1853.
" ]\Iv DKAR Mr. C()MiiK,-My brother William has just
received vour letter, and as vou kindU' exi)ress a wish to hear
from me, I take the present
opportunity of sending" you a
few lines.
"This day (Sunday, Aui^usi
14th) we have been to church,,
and taken a delightful walk to
a waterfall, following" the stream
till we came t(j a fall of seventy
feet, where we had a bath (my
brother and self), he standin<^
under the torrent of water,
which must have punished his
back as severely as a soldier's
cat - o' - nine - tails whipping.
These mountain rivers afford
the most delightful baths, per-
fectly safe, and clear as crystal.
They are so tempting, that it
is quite impossible to walk by
them without undressing and
jumping in. I am immensely
surprised to hear that Hunt is
going to Syria so soon, !
confess I had bcQun to thin',
that his intended voyage ther ■
was a mvth, for he has n i
SIR THOMAS ACT. AND.
VWY^ US.
ic rock'
)!' living
;i paper
)o:-cl;ivs)
nlv l"i(';ii
.1?
.I.AIS."
i«53l
CORRKSPONDKNCK
20'
has just
1 to hear
])resein
i^' you a
, Auj^iisl
) church.,
walk to
le stream
seventy
ath (m\
standi 1114
water,
hed his
soldier's
lippino.
afford
ths, per-
crystal.
that it
walk by
and
mensely
Hunt is
oon. i
to think
oe there
has n.t
*s
sj)oken to ine about Icavinj^- I''nnland, althou,i;h I rec(;i\C'
Idlers coiuinually from him. I su])pose he thinks it would
only me(;t with incretlulil). I am paintiui^' a portrait of
kuskin. with a backj^round of rocks and a waterfall, which
is close here, .so 1 t^ct at it easily in tht; morninsj[.
"This vear 1 am ' us. Last Sunday we all walked
up Ben I.edi, which was quite an achievement. I am only
just gettin^j the mountaineer's certainty of step, after ex-
periencing- some rather severe falls, having- nearly broken my
nose, and bruised my thumb-nail so severely that I shall lose
it. My shins are prismatic with blows against the rocks. . . .
" \'ery truly yours,
"John Everett Millais."
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JOHN HNHRKFT MILLAIS
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liKSICN I OK A (lOIHlC WINDOW. 185;
Watcr-tiilour
i:
1:
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w
'*'i
To the same.
c/o Mr. Stkwart, Hkk, d Turk,
" CaI. LANDER,
''August, 1853.
" Mv DKAR Mr. CoMiiK, — . . . Ruskin and myself arc
[)itchinL>' into architecture ; you will hear shortly to what
purpose. I think now I was intended for a Master Mason.
All this day 1 have been workini^ at a window, which I hope
you will see carried out very shortly in stone. In my evening
hours I mean to make many desii^ns for church and other
architecture, as I find myself quite familiar with constructions,
Ruskin having- given me lessons regarding foundations and
the building of cathedrals, etc., etc. This is no loss of time
— rather a real relaxation from everyday painting — and it is
immensely necessary that something new and good should
be done in the place of the old ornamentations.
■' .Surely now that there seems more likelihood of a Russian
war you will not persist in travelling eastward. Assuredh.
you will all lose your heads. You in particular will verify
your cognomen of ' Early Christian ' in such an event, fo '
kS5,i discussion on AKC'iirna ruKi-: 205
ih.u was ''ciuTiilK tlu'ir fair. Is ihcrc am cliancc *>[ \oiir
()inin_n l<> l'".ilinl)urL;li in ()cl()lx'r? Do, if you can. and
iicar Kiisi^in's k'Ctiircs, and we will have a stroll oNcr llu-
i-ily. I )()i;s your founiain still i)lay ? I la\c the j^oldl'isli
Ih'L'II boiled attain? Is I'.niina still ali\t; ? And lia\i' you
linishcd sour shields? All these thini^s I am anxious to
'<"i'>^^- " N'ours \('r\ faithfully,
'• jolIN luKRKrT Ml I, I,. MS."
i«53-
,'self are
to what
Mason.
I hope
eveninj;
id other
ructions.
ons and
of time
nd it is
should
Russian
ssuredlv
II verih
'ent, fo'
■"»-,,■
WM.I.IAM MII.I.AIS AT WOUK. iS.vi
Both Ruskin and Millais felt that in modern architecture,
no less than in modern painting', the lack of orii^inal composi-
tion and design was painfully evident. Thev had manv talks
on the subject, and as Mr. Ruskin intended to refer to this
ill a lecture in Edinburgh, Millais exercised himself in the
evening- by sketching- designs of all sorts in a book which
now lies before me. Figures, flowers, and animals are all
LjTouped in every conceivable way, principally to be used in
the decoration of church windows, the chief design beinj^'
done on large sheets of grocery paper bought at a neighboin*-
ing shop, and pasted on strips of canvas fixed together by
himself. This design (a water-colour drawing for the window
referred to in the foregoing letter) represented angels saluting
206
JOHN KN'HRKTT MILLAIS
l'«5J
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Ml
1 1
one aiiollicr, ihc li.L;lu hciun' adinillcd iIitoul;!! ovals, round
whicli llic arms of each riLfurc clasped ami incl. It had a
base liiu' of log iiiclu-s. and was shoriK allcrwards cxliihitcd
l)V Kiiskiii at his i'',dinl)iip'h lecture. Main Ncars alter liiat
it was seen l»y a noted cleric, who wished to ha\'e it carried
out lor a new window in owv. of our cathedrals. Ihe v.\-
pense, however, uas lound to he too Ljrcat, so the idea was
al)andont'd. Millais was especiall) keen to show his al»ilil\
ni
be
II UK II It. 11, .iiiiiiii:^ ^^^l:^ i;.ti n i^ ii u i N isi v ii hi :^imi\\ iii:^ iIimiii\
this |)articular line, for, to his mind, a true artist should
..^ able to desit^n or draw an\ thin^'. and he had recentlx' b'-en
somewhat pi(|ued b\ th(.' observation of a news|)aper, that
"thoui^h Millais mii^ht bi; successful in paintinj^, he was in-
"apable of makinj;' an architectural desi;,;n."
€
To Mrs. Coiiihc.
" Xi;w Tk()ss.\( IIS HoTiii,. IJkMi o" Tiuk,
" Si'/>ttiii/>rr Gf/i, 1853.
" Mv i)i:.\i< Mrs. CoMiii;, — I am almost ashanu'd to write
to you, after jxrinittinL;- so loni^' a linu; to elapse without
a letter. I am enjoying' nnself so much here that I can
scarcely find time; to hold a pen ; it is as much as 1 can
do to j)aint occasional!)'. To-dav 1 have had a sick head-
ache, which has prevented me from paintin;^' the backgromul
of a portrait of Ruskin. When the weather j)ermits. we
all dine out upon the n. ',sS, Mrs. Ruskin workinj^', her
husband drawing;", and myself
j)aintinjL^'. 'I'here is only one
drawback to this almost per-
fect happiness the midges.
They bite so dreadfully that
it is bevond human endur
ance to sit (|uiet, therefore
many a splendid day passes
\vith(nit bein*;' able to work.
This does not grieve me
much, as 1 am taking a holi-
day this season, and when 1
return I mean (if you wil'
receive me)' to pay you v
visit. Dr. Acland was stay
THK n.i.K AND THK INDUSTRIOUS i"R wjth US a little whih
PAINTKR. 1S53
■«^
I
[i«SJ
. roiiMtl
liad a
wliil)ili'il
tcr lliat
carric'il
rhc cx-
Ica was
; al)ilil\
shoiilil
.1\ \)i-V\\
cr. lliai
was in
to write
without
I can
1 can
hcad-
^roiind
its, we
;•. litT
my sell
nlv one
)st pcr-
nidgcs.
lly that
endiir-
e re lore
passes
) work,
ve me
I holi-
when 1
ou will
voLi ;•
as stay
whil<
fm^j^^
y.
!
If
•a
'853]
Ih
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REMINISCENCES OF SCOTLAND 209
hack, and I think j^reatly enjoyed himself. He is a delightful
companion, and joined us in names of battledore and shuttle-
cock, which we play for exercise between hours.
" Mr. Ruskin is ":oint>- to lecture in Edinbursfh next month,
and we are busy makinc;^ drawinj^s for illustration. You will
probably hear of me as an architect some day ! Are you
''oini>' with Hunt and the Earlv Christian to Syria? Have
you heard much of Jenkins, and how is the parson ? The
service here is as unlike that at Oxford as an oyster is
unlike a crow. The church is a beautiful little house built
on the border of a lake, and the minister is a o-()()d, hard-
workinii^. sensible fellow, who lives in the same house as
we do. . . . The service. I confess, I do not like, but I
am pleased with the people, who seem all earnestly desirous
of doint»" their duty. The church is supported by the
visitors to the hotels, there being no rich lairds about here,
nobody but poor old bodies wrapped up in plaids. ...
'' Yours most truly,
"John E\i:ri;tt Mii.i.ais."
In 1853 manners and modes of life of the Scotch
peasantry were somewhat different from what they are now.
The dogoies came to church, as they still do in one or two
remote districts, and the music was conducted by the pre-
centor, whose comic personality is admirably hit off in one
of jMillais' sketches.
William Millais savs of this visit to the North : — " How
well I remember our going to the little Free Kirk, arrayed
as well-turned-out Highland men. The service was to us
somewhat comical, and we could hardly stay it out. The
precentor was a little very bow-legged old man, with the
wheeziest of voices, and sang the first line of the ' para-
phrase ' alone, whilst his little shaggy terrier, the image
of his master, joined in a piteous howl. The other lines
were sung by the congregation, assisted by a few collies. I
afterwards tackled the little precentor, and asked him why
he didn't have an organ. ' Ah, man, would you have us
take to the devil's band ? ' was his answer.
" When the sermon came, it was most amusing to us to
watch the old men passing their rams' horn snuff-mulls to
one another, and putting little bone spades full of the
p mgent material up their noses to keep them awake.
" In front of us were two well-dres.sed young girls, in all
I.— 14
2IO
JOHN KVERETT MILLAIS
[i8
3J
'^S3]
the newest fashion, and when the shallow offertory-box was
poked towards them, they put in a farthing. Wc afterwards
saw them take off their shoes and stockings and walk home
barefooted.
"As the whole congregation passed out, my brother
allowed that they (jne and all riveted their eyes on his legs,
and he made up his mind then to get rid of the beastly
kilt, and left me to carry out his purpose. Just then 1
I?
IS:
saw a carriage passing along the high-road, with a man
ii^esticulatincj towards me. I at once recofrnised him as
Gambart, the well-known picture-dealer. He stopped tht;
vehicle, and got out and asked after my brother, and then
introduced me to the lady inside — * Mdlle. Rosa Bonheur'-
who expressed herself enthusiastically upon my appearance.
'Ah, my dear Millais,' said Gambart, ' Mademoiselle Rosa
Bonheur has been eagerly on the look-out mr the Highland
garb ever since we left Edinburgh, and yours is the firsi
kilt she has seen. You are immortalised.' I told them that
if they had been a little sooner they would have seen my
brother in a similar uarb. ' How beautiful he must look
[•8
3J
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1
HIS SKETCH-BOOK
21 I
box was
terwartls
Ik home
brother
his legs,
: beastly
; then I
\
a man
him as
ped the
and then
heur'
)ea ranee.
Rosa
^iifhland
the firs!
Hem tha*;
seen m;'
ust looi^
11
ill it,' said Gambart. It was a pity they had not seen him.
We lunched with them at Trossachs Hotel, but nothing
would induce niv brother to don the kilt a'^ain,"
Among the most interesting records of this period is a
large sketch-book of Millais'. The first part is filled with
hi'ihlv-finished drawings, illustratino; the various " plovs " of
the party — salmon-fishing, sketching, and expeditions in the
hills — the latter half containiuij comical caricatures of the
people who came and went.
1 /I
»'«
In the evenings, after dinner. Art was frequently dis-
cussed, and JNIillais would occasionally make fun of the old
masters, showing in a few lines the chief materials of their
stock-in-trade. Some of these sketches (given here) are
interesting as showing how a very few bare lines can be
made to indicate unmistakably the characteristic styles of
individual masters, such as V^andyck, Poussin, Greuze, or a
Turner.
-Mrs. Ruskin. being exceedingly learned in Scottish history,
used to hold forth occasionally on the doughty deeds of the
ealy champions of liberty and Christianity, and delighted
to narrate the thrilling adventures of Robert Bruce, of the
'«;*< •
212
JOHN EVERKTT MILLAIS
iS;
Crusaders, and of all the heroes of Highland chivalry.
One evening;' Millais pretending, I rej^ret to say, to have
been much impressed by the woes and afflictions suffered
by Robert the Bruce in prison, and his subsecjuent adven
tures with a fine specimen of Arachuc zni/oaris, took the
sketch-book, sayini^^ that so im[)ortant a subject recjuired
to be instantly fixed on paper, and he must at once make
a design for future develoument. If the reader will turn
O 1
H
if
i,
w
'l^.lftjr « W<7 f*i|_-(- .1
> ,1,1
to piige I 76, he will see how it was that this touching subject
never found its way to the walls of the Academy. The
drawing, however, was much appreciated, iind led to many
similar illustrations of Scottish history, such as the siege
of Uunbar Castle by the Knglish, the adventures of Lord
James Douglas in the Holy Land, the siege of Acre, etc.
And these from the same hand that painted " The Vale
of Rest" and "The North-West Passaoe ! " To mv mind,
they are as characteristic of Millais as any serious work ot
his. There is force and reason in the broadest and simplest
lines, to sav nothing of the genuine humour thev exhibit.*
* .Millais showed these coiiiic sketches to Leech, who w;>s doubtless sonle\v^at
influenced by them in liis subsequent and admirable illustrations for T/ie €(>■ sic
History of England and The Comic History of Roiiw.
i8:
chivalry.
to havf
suftcred
t adven-
took the
re(iuired
ct; make
will turn
! t
g subject
Hv. The
to many
the sie^e
of Lord
\cre. etc.
rhe Vale
my mind,
work of
simplest
hibit.*
ss sonie\vl:;it
r T/ie Co 'lie
'VIRTUK AND VICK.
Line aiul Supi.i ilniwiii;
■353
i
t!
* ■
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is,
Kt
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THE ACADEMY ELECTION
215
IJefore parting' with the Ruskin portrait, he repainted the
whole of the background. He also finished at the same
lime a little picture called "The Highland Lass," now in
the possession of Mr. Henry Willett.
One of the keenest disappointments of his early life
occurred in 1850, when, after being elected to the honour
of an Associate of the Royal Academy, the appointment
was quashed on the grouncl of his extreme youth. Since
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Uk-ta^^
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it
WAYSIDE REFRESHMENT
that time, as he could not but know, his works had risen
year by year in the estimation of the public, but as yet no
official recognition of their merit had been accorded him by
the Academy, and he began to feel soniewhat sore at this
neglect. He was, therefore, more than usually interested
in the coming election, which was to take place on Novem-
ber 7th, 1853. Several influential Academicians had
promised to vote for him, and, though himself an earnest
supporter of authority when fairly exercised, he was not
disposed to have his claim overlooked much longer.
Gambart and other dealers, knowing that his pictures were
always in request, had already made him tempting offers
to exhibit solely with them, and from the commercial point
2l6
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
|8
J.I
'«53l
K t
I?
If
of view it niii^ht li.'ive hccn to his advantanx.' to do so; hui
lie steadily ret used to ciitfTtain the idea so lonj^- as any doubi
remained as to the attitude of the Acadeniv.
Another n^ason for this decision was that, haviiiLT taken
uj)()n himself the chamj)ion
ship of Pre-Rai)haeHte prin
ciples, he was determined
to make the Academv ac-
knowledj^e his power as the
chief, if not the only, ex-
ponent of their princi|)les,
now that Hunt was off to
the I*Last, and Rossetti had
wandered awav on his own
exclusive line ; and if he
ceased to exhibit there, some
of those whose opinion he
valued mi^ht perhaps think
that he was afraid to continue
the struggle.
And now the eventful dav
aj)proached. Hut let William
Millais tell the tale in his
own words: — "On the dav
w^hen the result of the elec-
tion of Associates at the
Royal Academy of Arts was
to be made known, m\
brother, self, Wilkie and
Charlie Collins all ;,:arted
off to spend a whole day in
the country to alleviate our
excitement. Hendon was the chosen locality. My brother
wore a large gold goose scarf- pi . He had designed a
goose for himself and a wild duck for me, which were made
by Messrs. Hunt and Roskell — exquisite works of Art.
We had spent a very jolly day, the principal topic of
conversation being the coming election, Wilkie Collins
being confident that Jack's u:;ual luck would attend him
and that he would certainly be returned an Associate of
the Royal Academy.
" We had been walking along a narrow, sandy lane, and,
meeting a large three-horse waggon, had stepped aside t )
SiK Thomas Aci.and ASsisTrNi; A Ckriain I,a[)V
TO PaINI' (INK ()|- HI K PiCTUNKS. 1S53
Isolde
[.8
35
SO ; l)Ul
iy doiibi
lijf t;ikc:n
lampion
lite prill
tcnniiiL'il
cmv ac-
cr as the
)nly. ex-
rinciples.
IS off to
^etti had
his t)\vn
id if he
irre, soiiK'
)inion he
ips think
I continue
intful day
tWiniam
e in his
the da\-
the elec-
i at the
Arts was
iwn, m\
kie and
;,:arted
t day in
iate our
brother
■signed a
re made
of Art.
topic of
CoHins
nd him
Dciate (^t
.ne, and,
aside t)
|«53l
ASSOCIATE OF THK R.A.
217
i t it pass, when we resumed our way, and shortly afterwards
lack's pin was gone! 'Now, W'ilkie.' said my brother, 'how
about mv luck ? This is an omineus si!>n that I shall not
L;et in.' 'Wait a bit, let's go back,' said Wilkie. We were
;ill quite sure that he had it on on leaving Henclon. Now,
ihe fact of a huge waggon having gone over the ground
we had travelled by gave us very little hoj)e of set.'ing the
i^olden goose again. A stipulated distance was agreetl uj)on.
and back we all trudged, scanning the groimd minutely.
1 undertook the i)acing. The waggon had ploughed dee|)
furrows in the sand, and just as we had reached the end
of our tether. Jack scrt;amed out, 'There it is. by Jove!'
And, in truth, the great gold goose was standing perched
on a ridye of sand, olistening like the Koh-i-noor itself. We
went straight to the Royal Academy, and Charles Landseer,
coming out, greeted my brother with, ' Well, Millais, you
are in this time in earnest' punning on his name, which they
had entered as 'John Ernest Millais' instead of John Everett
Millais."
It was on the day following the election that I). G.
Rossetti wrote to his sister Christina {I.etters of D. G.
Kossetti to William AllinQ^lmni) : — " Millais. I just hear, was
last night elected an Associate ;
so now the whole Round Table
is dissolved" — meaning, no doubt,
that Millais, having been received
into the fold of the recognised
authority, would cease to support
the heterodox principles he had
till then so strongly upheld. But
nothing could be further from his
thoughts.
He quietly continued his work
on the same lines till i860,
when his painting of minute
detail became "•raduallv merged
in greater breadth of treatment.
Look at the landscape in " Chill
October" (1875) and "The Wood-
man's Daughter" (1849). The
elfect is the same ; onlv the mode
o( expression is different. He
• 1 1 1 • 1*^1 A C'l-.IMAIN I.ADV PaISTINc; (INK OK III K'
gamed the technique used in the k,.:m<;i„us p.cn rks. .853
2lH
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
l'«53
first-named picture ihroiij^h the scholastic and self-imposed
labour of the second.
Millais' next letter is in reply to one from Mr. Comhi',
inviting him to stay a^aiii at Oxford, and announcing the
joyful fact that he had j)urchased Hunt's »
12
m-
W'
HATHINti. A SUPKRFLUOUS NKCKSSITY. 1853
To Mr. Combe.
"83, GowKR Strkkt,
" Thursday livening, December, 1853.
" Mv DEAR Mr. Combk,— I am sorry that I cannot possibly
leave town next week, as I find 1 shall be required by the
Royal Academy to receive my diploma. After that, I must
really set about working, for I must get something done for
the Exhibition. ...
" I called to-day upon Sir Charles Eastlake, the Presideiit,
and he told me I must stay in London for the Committe^;-
meeting next week, which is not fixed. I congratulate yc u
on having bought 'The Light of the World.' You are a
sensible man. ...
['85:.
-imposed
Comix ,
iciii|4 the
picture,
s greatly
ii^amma
V, 1853.
possibly
;d bv the
t, 1 must
done tor
resident,
»mmittei;-
jlate y* u
u are a
iy.
v.d)M
EUPHEMIA CHALMERS (iKAV (Akikrwakds Lauy Mili.ais). 1853
A pencil drawing made by herself from an oil painting liy Millias
f*
l»1
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>-.?!
c()KRi-;si>()\i)I';nc'I':
221
" I lia\(' jiisl iciiinicd tnun diniiii^ with Kiiskin's f'ailu'r,
. iiul am a little tired and sleepy, so I imisl linisli this; lor, as
I triu' trieiul. \»)ii must wish me to ^o to bed. Cinod-iiij^ht.
\\\ l(»\(' i«) Mrs. I'at.
" N'oiirs \
1=53]
WALTER DEVERELL
223
s ;tncl dcatli
a|)eg()at " —
Thackcrav
'The Blind
jtland witli
riie Enj^lisli
;ed — Letters
^l^preciation
out - Ik'lR-
— Frederick
the elect
p. "The
in artist ;
ters have
smoothK
nt. His
yet to
mit^'ht
Hces and
sensitive
as he
inued to
1). C.
ticism ot
Walter
ent SLip-
usly ill ;
lly, was
m alone
o which
ns. it is
d Leecb.
[. highl;
skilled as these three men were, both as artists and con-
noisseurs, they could hardly be expected to share the
enthusiasm of himself and Hunt for a cause which thev had
made so peculiarly their own. Individual Pre-Raphaelites,
such as Collinson, Hughes, and others, were doin^- good
'WAITING"
work, and the Academy did not exclude their painting'^
at the annual exhibitions ; but the Brotherhood itself no
longer existed in its old form as a body of associated
vvi^rkers. It had become indeed, as Hunt savs in one ot
his letters, "a solemn mockery, and died of itself"
A few words about Walter Deverell may not be out of
place here ; for, apart from Millais' affection for him, as
224
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
['«53
"^53]
■I
H"
'■:( i\t
If
t.c
t.i!
IS
Ik*,
a
I' I
evidenced by the following' letters, he was a \outh of rare
character and great gifts, who yet, like poor Chattertoii,
ended his life in the deepest depths of poverty. On the
death of his father in 1H53 he struggled hard to maintain
not only himself, but his brothers and sisters by the sale
of his |)ictures ; but, some two yjars before his own death,
his health began to give way, and at last failed altogether
under the distress of finding it impossible to keep the home
together. Consumption set in, and early in 1854 he passed
away. It was only a few weeks before this that Millais
discovered the dire necessity of his friend, when he hastened
at once to his relief. Without saying a word to him, he
took steps to secure the sale of his last picture. Two of
the Pre-Raphaelite Brothers sent a stranger to buy it, and
in ignorance of this little ruse, poor Deverell rejoiced in
being able to provision his household and stave off the
reaper for at least a short time longer. Referring to this
incident, Holman Hunt says: "Millais came to me one
day and said, ' Deverell is in great straits. Let us buy his
picture. Will you give half, if I do ? ' So the picture
was bought, and Deverell for the while tided over his
financial difficulties."
As to the man himself, Mr. Arthur Hughes has given
us an account in 77ic Letters of D. G. Rossetti to IVu. nn
Alliughain. He describes him as 'a manly young fellow,
with a feminine beauty added to his manliness ; exquisite
manners and a most affectionate disposition. He died early,
after painting- two or three y)ictures. Had he lived he
would have been a poetic pcunter, but not a strong one.
Millais, hardworking and ambitious though he was, used to
sit hour after hour by lis bedside, reading to him."
The following letters tell their own tale. Millais appealed
to the Combes for help for his friend, and thf^y responded
with characteristic kindness of heart : —
given
winte
fithe
with
effort-'
To Mrs. Combe.
" '^^■^^ CJfjw';R Street,
" December iQth, 1853.
" Mv DEAR Mrs. Pat, — 1 have a young friend, an artist ot
the name of Deverell (maybe Hunt has spoken to you about
him). He is very clever, but unfortunately will never ha.e
strength again sufficient to follow his profession. He is
[•853
>S53]
WALTER DEVERKLL
22
h of rare
latterton.
On tht-
maintain
the sak;
vn deatli,
iltogether
the home
ie passed
It Millais
hastened
I him, he
Two of
jy it, and
ijoiced in
e off the
i_o- to this
I me one
IS buy his
le picture
over his
las u'lven
IVu. nil
Hg fellow,
exquisite
ied early,
lived he
ont4" one.
used to
appeal (;d
•esponded
'/^ 1853-
1 artist ot
^'ou about
n-er ha.e
He is
L^iven up for lost by three doctors, but may last throuj^h the
winter with i^reat care. He has no mother alive, and his
father died about four months ago, leaving him in ilestitution.
with a family of little brothers and sisters to sup[)ort. The
efforts he made to this end, I expect, hastened on internal
disease, and now he is confined to his bed.
" Besides his own melancholy illness, a poor little girl,
about eight years of age, was, soon after the father's death,
struck with pfvralysis in the right arm, the use of which she
has lost for life. Indeed, there seems to be a curse upon tht^
family. The father was a very learned man, but a deter-
mined atheist, and died without altering his opinions. His
behaviour was frightfully cruel to his now dying son. He
would never permit his children to attend church, turning
religion into ridicule upon all occasions. My poor friend is
so careless of himself, and his eldest sister is so unfit to
nurse him, that I write to ask you whether you can assist
me in any way by recommending a good, kind person who
could read to him, and see to his taking his meals punctually
— only bread and milk. Last night I was with him, and was
grieved to see the apathy of the servant and his sister, who
had been out that night to a dance, and Wiis now gone to
bed! There was no fire in the room, and the invalid was
hanging partly out of his bed, with his hands as cold as ice.
... I am (^oino- there a^ain to-ni'>ht, to amuse him. It is
almost cruel to tell him of his dancrer, as lie is so alive to
the distress that will come upon his family in the event of
his dying ; therefore, I have not spoken upon the subject,
neither have the medical men, who seem to think he should
be kept as cheerful as possible. Until now he has declined
having a nurse, because of the expense, but I have per-
suaded him, as I would rather pay for the woman myself
tl.rdi let him continue to be neglected. ... I spoke to
Ruskin about him, and he has been extremelv kind, his
father sending him chicken and jellies, but these he cannot
touch himself, as he is obliged to live uj)on inilk and toast.
. . Next spring I purpose leaving England for the Con-
tinenc, as I am sick of this rain and freezing climate.
■' 1 shall take it as a favour if you will inquire qui;^tly for
me about a nurse for \) •, as he is gradually wasting away,
iind I should like him to be more comfortable.
'' Ever yours,
"John Everett Mill.-ms."
226
JOH
N
EVERETT MILLAIS
[1854
To
Mr. Conibc.
" 83, GOWER
Streft,
" JcxiiHo.ry,
1854.
" Mv
DK
AR Mr.
COMHK,-
— I have made a
drawint^ of
Hunt,
■'» >l>
l.li 1. \- ,
■«■'■'■
* • -
which I think you will find very like. It is not a copy of
the one I have, but another I drew on Sunday evening. 1
will get it ^'Vamed for you (as it would rub, sent as it is), and
forward it as soon as it is out of the frame- maker's hands. . . .
I shall see Deverell this evening. He would not see Mr.
Stuart when I mentioned it to him. He has some relations,
clergymen, whom he says he can see whenever he wishes.
" 'J'o-day I was expecting Ruskin to sit to me for his
portrait, which I was painting in the Highlands.
" Hunt goes now either to-night or to-morrow. I shall not
believe he is gone until Mrs. Bradshaw, his landlady, says he
is not at home. I never knew such a fellow ; his room looks
as thoui^h it had been "iiven over to the tender care of a dozen
monkeys in his absence. Ever yours,
"JoFiN Everett Mili.ais."
p 1
1:.
To Mrs. Combe.
"83, GowER Street,
"February 3'v/, 1S54.
" Mv dear Mrs. Pat, — I have just come from inquiring
after Deverell, who died whilst I was in the house. 1 sent
(for I could not see him) a message urging him to see a
clergyman, but when the cousin who had been with him got
to the door of his room she found it locked, and ascertained
from the nurse within that all was over.
" This same lady had often desired him to permit the visit
of a clerovman, but without obtainino- his consent. Latterlv
he would not, or rather could not, listen to what was said to
him. ... I did my best to prevail, but he always declined.
He was quite sensible, and received most calmly the news ot
his coming death.
" I have had a most amusing letter from Hunt. He seems
to have really reached Marseilles, but of course not without
disasters, one of which was the breaking of a bottle of
varnish in his portmanteau, which obliged him to unpack
everything, and to wash the compartment before replaciii.;
the things. Ever yours most truly,
"John Everett Millais."
[1854
V, i«54-
of Hunt,
I copy of
iiiiiii^". I
t is), and
cinds. . . .
see Mr.
relations,
,'ishes.
e for his
shall not
;, says he
)om looks
)f a dozen
;llais."
v/, 1854.
inquiring
1 sent
to see a
him got
icertained
the visit
Latterly
said to
declined.
news oi
IS
-le seems
without
bottle of
unpack
replacing
X. -5
X rt
S J
LLAIS.
1854]
Aft
Huiu,
where;
mater
works
letters
trated
vvanck
■ It Mf>
•( l.»
i
IS
I?
l.l.
J,.
1^
but as
solicitu
ticularl
exist b
I musi
refer n
matters
Writ
come o
gone b
the Ici
ail!
r a
>
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HOLMAN HUNT
229
After this came a Ioiil;- series of letters from Hoi man
Ikinl, dated from various parts of I\u^ypt and Palestine,
where in 1854 and 1856 he was enj^a^ed in collecting-
materials for his pictures, and produced, amongst other
works, that magnificent painting', "The Scapcj^oat." These
letters, Pre-Raphaelite in detail and often admirably illus-
trated, are full of interest, not only as a record of his
wanderinu's in the Kast and the adventures he met with.
.V -■'.
MrM--. /l^'t
J
m--^-7^i
p|^«-%w
1 i
■ii ..V
^V&fe•^-i
'•^tiut-t.''^^*--
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A
PRINCK CHARLU-; IN A HIC.HLANI* lAK.M HOLSK
Pencil lU'sigii. C/ir. 1854
but as a reflex of his observant mind and his constant
solicitude for his friends at home. For Millais more par-
ticularly they betray a warmth of interest that could only
exist between such congenial and affectionate friends. But
I must necessarily limit myself here to such of them as
refer more especially to the subject of this memoir, or to
matters in which they were mutually interested.
Writing from Cairo in 1854, he sa)S : — "I hope you will
come out in the autumn. Seddon (an artist friend) will have
gone back by then, and I will have made some way into
the language, if possible. 1 am very likely to remain abroad
for a year or two, for it is impossible to do any good in
230
JOFiN EVERi'TT MILLAIS
['854
.8541
•:( " - :
<- ■'T
•IS
merely passiiii;- through a country, particularly when oiu
has so many prejudices to overcome as exist here. 1 wisli
we ccjuid me(;t aNroad to work and travel together for a
good whiU;, uilli occasionally another or twcj ior comj)ani(jns
— Hallidav tor one. 'Ihe advanta'-e of heinuf away from
London is that riddance from bores, personal and impersonal,
one meets with there, and (with one or two intimates ai
hand) the possibility of keej)ing all wandering ones at bay
might be attained. 1 don't leel certain as to the best
place to remain in. This may be the most convenient and
practicable, but m\- inclination points to Beirout, or some
other cjuarter wlu-n^ (Jotl's works are more prominent than
those of man.
"Certainly cultivate a beard. 1 ,un persuaded V.j over-
come my Anglic; i prejudice in favour of a clean chin.
I should not do so, however, if 1 found it disguised my
nationality, for that is worth every other protection one
travel.j with. Ir compels cringing obedience and fear
from ex'cry native, even a dog. \Vith this, indeed, and a
stick, or, in fact, with only a fist, I would undertake to
knock down anv two Arabs in the Ksbekir and walk awa\
•r >
unmolested, and even with the h(jpe that the)' should Ix;
well bastinadoed for havino' oiven me so much voluntary
trouble "
There would be very few artists in London if they had
such difficulties in procuring models as poor Hunt had to
face ill 1854. Writing from Cairo, in March of that year,
he says : — " I wish my attempts to get models had been
encourau'ine in the result. Bedouins mav be hired in twenties
and thirties, merely by paying them a little more than their
usually low rate of wages, and these are undoubtedly the
finest men in the p'ace ; but .vhen one rf-viuires the men oi
the city, or the v/omen, the pa*:ience of an omnibus-man
going up Piccadilly with two jibbing horses on an Exhibi-
tion-day is re{|uired. 1 have made the attempt to get a
woman to sit, until, at the end of a fortnight or three weeks.
I have realised nothing Ijut despair, although I have spared
no pains and have prejudiced my moraL reputation to achieve
my purpose. The first chance my servant discovered, I
knew it would not do to inquire too narrowly into th'^
character of the people ; so I followed him without questioi
into a house where at every door there was a fresh investig;'-
tion of myself, h. such sort as to make It appear a matttr
of th
top ot
chaml
seats
for th(
so I
spec u I
ment.
[■854
hen OIK
1 wish
er for a
npanioiis
ay from
personal,
nates ai
s at bay
the best
icnt and
or some
eiit than
to over-
an chin.
I i seel m\
tion OIK;
md fear
d, and a
rtake to
dk awa\
K)uld be
oluntary
;hey had
had to
at year,
k1 been
twenties
an their
t'dlv die
men oi
bus-man
Exhibi-
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achieve
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questio i
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HOLM AN HUNT
2^ I
3
of the '"[reatest ^ood fortune when I fouiKl nnsclf at the
lop of the house enterinj^ the L;uest-room. I'his was a small
chamber without much furnitu'e, but surrounded with divan
seats in front of a lattice-work mushrabee, where people sit
for the cool air in the heat of the day. No one was present,
so I had leisure to examine the objects in the room and
speculate upon the beauty of the houris of the establish-
ment, and to make some study of the manner in which 1
THK I'RISONKKS WIFK
would arrr.nge the sketch which I should ha\e to do that
same day. And here I heard women's \-oices outside.
Several entered veiled. With but only about twent\- words
of Arabic and a great deal of impatience, I could not afford
much ceremony, so after I had fired off the nineteen I
thought it time to walk up to the most graceful figure, utter the
remaining word, 'yea bint,' and lift up her veil — a proceeding
io\- which they were scarcely prepared. The shy 'daughter
ol the full moon ' squinted ; and on turning to others, I
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JOHN KVM'KK'rr MILLAIS
[185.,
r
Ik'-
(liscovcrc'd that Ndturi; had blcssfd ("ach vvitli some such
invahiahlc dcparlurc from thf monotoiu' nf ideal perfection.
" ' 'I'he eveiiiiiL! star' had lost her front teeth, 'the sister
of tiie sun' had several i^ashes in her cheeU, while 'the
mother of the iiiorm'iiL^ ' had a face in pxramid shape
1 told m\ man to express nn regrt.'t that luaNcn had nht which made ''verv
word like pure water to a thirsty soul. I could remenr'''r
Winchelsea so clearly, all our walks there toj^ether, and our
meal at the inn, and I could imagine you ami jolly I lalliday
working there within sio[ht and sound of the sea. And how
1 could have joyed to be with you, to talk together for a
few hours! Some day again I hope to see you, and not
long hence. A few months, and I shall look for spring and
I'.ngland together. I am often sorry that you are no longer
ill (iovver Street, for I cannot picture you returned to town,
in a strange studio, and merry Halliday away from Robert
Street. The idea is almost like losing you. for the picture
of a pretty cottage at Kingston is not drawn from Nature,
and may be all wrong.
" After all, your letter was full of sad incidents, notably
the horrible death of the landlord of the inn. Such things
make one despair of the world. Six thousand years, and
so much evil! I think people look on and moralise too
much. Sometimes I have an idea of an active future, in
tlie fall of everything decent and respectable. I hope we
may devise some means of serving God together. I am
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ll i
in Liloom sometimes as to the capacity of Art; but 1
have no permanent despondency on the subject. It must
be equally stronjj^ as an instrument of either good or evil,
and of the latter one cannot doubt its power.
" Halllday told me your subject ('The Blind Girl'), which
I think a very beautiful one. It is an incident such as makes
people think and love more. It is wrong to doubt of the
good, after one has become convinced enough to take a
subjecL in hand. I went over all your news and your
reflections ; and, to realise the idea of our being together,
I used Halliday's envelope to make cigarettes with, and
fancied you through the fumes. . . .
" For th*-. next week or two I shall be stationed about
sixty miles from Jerusalem, and with no means of des-
patching letters thence or comniunirRtirig with any human
being above a wild Arab. The prospect is sufficiently
dreary, to say the least of it, but I am tempted to it for
the sake of a serious subject that has come into my head,
for the next exhibition of the Academy. ... In Leviticus
xvi, 20 you will read an account of the scapegoat sent away
into the wilderness, bearing all the sins of the children of
Israel, which, of course, was instituted as a type of Christ.
My notion is to represent this accursed animal with the
mark of the priest's hands on his head, and a scarlet ribbon
which was tied to him, escaped in horror and alarm to
the plain of the Dead Sea, and in a death-thirst turning
away from the bitterness of this sea of sin. If I can contend
with the difficulties and finish the picture at Usdoom, it
cannot fail to be interesting, if only as a representation of
one of the most remarkable spots in the world ; and 1
am sanguine that it may be further a means of leading any
reflecting Jews to see a reference to the Messiah as He was,
and not (as they ui. lerstand) a temporal king.
" My last journey was to discover an appropriate place
for the scene, and this I found only at the southern extremity
of the lake where the beach is thickly encrusted with salt,
and notwithstanding a remarkable beauty, there is an air
of desolation . . , exclusively belonging to it. Usdoom is
a name applied to a mountain standing in the plain, which
from the resemblance in sound is thought to be part of
Sodom. Its greater part is pure salt, which drips through
into long pendants whenever the water descends."
After referring to the victories of the allied troops vX
[i854
: ; but I
It must
1 or evil,
'), which
as makes
bt of the
3 take a
md your
together,
A^ith, and
led about
s of des-
ly human
ufficiently
to it for
my head,
Leviticus
sent away
hildren of
of Christ,
with the
et ribbon
alarm to
turning
contend
doom, it
itation of
and I
iding any
He was,
iate pUice
extremity
with salt,
is an air
sdoom is
in, which
part of
through
troops i'-t
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237
Balaclava and Alma, he continues : — " I am beyond every-
thing ^ratified at seeinu' that God has not taken awav the
lion hearts and the strong arms from Knglish and Scotch.
War is horrible, but not less justifiable, to my mind, than
the slaying of animals for food, which is also revolting, when
considered independent of the necessity. "
Writing again on January 24th, 1855. Hunt says:— "I
wonder how you all go on in London. No Pre-Raphaelite
Brotherhood meetings, of course. The thing was a solemn
mockery two or three years past, and died of itself . . .
1 shall be glad to leave this
unholy land, beautiful and in-
tcrestmi*" as it is.
N
ever c
lid
people deserve to lose their
empire so thoroughly as these
Arabs. If thev were left alone
for a few years, they would com-
[)lete the work themselves."
The concluding words of this
letter are so quaintly redolent of
the scriptural air he was then
breathing, that it would be quite a
sin to omit them :— " Remember
me most kindly to your mother
and father and brother of happy
memory, and greet all my other
friends of an inquiring turn of
mind, of whom I regard Mrs.
Collins as president. Remember
me to the secretary, also Wilkie,
and salute Charley brotherly (tell
him I hope to bring him an Arab scalj) even yet), also
Stephens, to whom I cannot write this time. Thank him
lor the newspaper he sends me. I hope you get on well
with your pictures. I am working like a baby in the Art."
In the spring the traveller was Ijack in England again, and
then their delightful meetings were once more resumed.
I must now hark back to the beginning of 1S54, when
Millais had in mind two pictures- " The P)]ind Girl" and
" L'Enfant du Regiment" (or. as it is more commonly
called, "The Random Shot ")- -both of which he was
a'lxious to commence at once, and to paint concurrently.
The latter demanded as a backiiround the interior of a
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church, and for some time dLirin<, the autumn he roved about
in searcli of one suitable to his purpose. At last, on the
recommendation of a friend, he started for Winchelsea,
accompanied by Mike Halliday, and there he was fortunate
enough to iind what he wanted in the old Priory Church
of Icklesham, about a mile away, and in the same neigh-
bourhood the landscai)e he required for "The Blind Girl."
But first he must settle the point of view from which
to paint the interior ; to which end he visited the church
on several consecutive davs. At lenoth the sexton's curiosity
was excited as to the object of this mysterious visitor, and
he asked him what he wanted.
" Oh," said Millais, " I want to
paint the church." "Well, then,
youno- man," replied the sexton,
"you need not hang- aboui here
any longer, for the church was
all done up fresh last year." It
is an old - told tale, this, for
Thackeray got hold of it, and
told it at the clubs ; but it is
none the less true. I have
heard my father tell it himself
Another tale about this Win-
chelsea expedition is also worth
repeating. About a month after
Millais' arrival Thackeray ap-
peared on the scene, and the
two worked together, Millais
painting while Thackeray went on with Denis Duval, that
fragment of a fine novel, unhappily left unfinished, in which
the principal character was drawn from Millais himself, \\1iile
thus engaged they were not altogether unobserved. lo
borrow a line from one of Thackeray's most amusing ballads,
"A gent had got his i on 'em," the "gent" being an eccentric
old clergyman of the neighbourhood who looked in now and
then, and one Sunday morning appeared in the pulpit when
they were in church. They were sitting right in front of him,
and this dear old divine, catching sight of Millais, directed
his discourse to the comparative beauties of Nature and Art.
There was no mistaking what he meant, for, warming up ;is
he went along, he punctuated his . imarks by personal appeals
to the artist as to the inferiority of man's work to God's.
•^^ '^«*. (^
i'a.^M^ "t*
cczr
&^£ rev tints, according to the nature of the material, which
acquires from time an inner tint of saffron and pale gold.
The tale of ' The Random Shot * is explained by showing
some soldiers firinii out of a window of the church."
The tomb on which the child is King is that of Gervaise
Allard, knight, one of the manv beautiful works of art still
to be seen in the old church at Icklesham. Dante Rossetti
V as probably right in saying that the artist's first idea was to
depict the scene as taking place in a church besieged by
Cromwell, for several of the sketches in my possession
suggest more forcible and warlike mov'cment than is to be
found in the picture itself The child, too, was originally
ti^Lfifv (Z"^*^ fc~.>u*dr '2/t/"
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[1854
K
V
painted in several attitudes before that of repose was
selected.
" The P)lind (iirl," a still more pathetic subject, i.; described
by Mr. Sj)ielniann as "the most luminous with brij^ht golden
light of all Millal..;' w(jrks, and for that reason the more deepl\
pathetic in relation to the subject. Madox Brown was right
when he called it ' a religious picture, and a glorious one,' for
God's bow is in the sky, doubly — a sign of Divine promise;
specially significant to the blind. Rossetti called it ' one of
the most touching and perfect thing ~ i know,' and the Liver-
pool Academy endorsed his opinion by awarding to it their
annual prize, although the public
generally favoured Abraham
Solomon's ' Waiting for the
Verdict.' .Sunlight seems to
issue froni the picture, and
bathes the blind girl — blind
alike to its glow, to the beauties
of the symbolic butterll)- that
has settled upon her, and to
the token in the sky. The
main rainbow is doubtless too
strong and solid. Millais him-
self told the story ot how, not
knowing tha' die second ram-
bow is not leally a ' double '
one. but < nlv a rellection of the
first, he did not reverse the order
of its colours as he should have
done, and how, when it was pointed out to him, he put the
matter right, and was duly feed for so doing. But the error
is a commo.i one. I have seen it in pictures by Troyon and
others, studeiUs of Nature all their lives, who yet had never
accurately observed. The precision of handling is as re-
markable as ever, and the surrounding collection of birds and
beasts evinces extraordinary draughtsmanship."
In iSqcS, when the picture was seen again in the midst o(
Millais' other Pre-Raphaelite works, nearly all the critics
agreed that, for a general balance of qualities, it should take
the first place in the collection; the ^y^trZ-^/f?;' remarking thai :
" Nowhere else in the whole range of his works did the
painter produce such a beautiful piece of landscape. Th"
picture is full of truth and full of beauty, and the grass glou-i
r
fiLrnti niin-
doul)le '
on of the
the order
)uld have
put the
the error
oyon and
id never
s as re-
jirds antl
w^m
f
^ :-f
midst of
le critics
)uld tak'.'
ino- that :
did the
)e. The
iss glows
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.md
throi
liarn
two
the 1
re; ill;
as w
Bi
tioii (
Kngl
villac
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carefu
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"THE BLIND GIRL"
241
•iiul sparkles in the siinlii^ht after the storm. The colour
throughout is as brilliant as paint can make it, but perfectly
liarmonious at the same time. Of quite equal beauty are the
two fij^ures, the blind musician and her child companion, and
the pathos is so admirably kept in its proper place that it is
really touching-. There is a true humanity about this picture
as well as great artistic qualities."
Hut best of all is Mr. Ruskin's refined ai.d accurate descrip-
tion of the picture. He says : — " The background is an open
I'jiglish common, skirted by the tidy houses of a well-to-do
village in the cockney rural districts. I have no doubt the
scene is a real one within some twenty miles from London.
Hwtusfa
and painted mostly on the spot. A pretty little church has
its window-traceries freshly whitewashed by order of the
careful warden. The common is a fairly spacious bit of
raoged pasture, and at the side of the public road passing
over it the blind girl has sat down to rest awhile. She is a
simple beggar, not a poetical or vicious one— a girl of eighteen
or twenty, extremely plain-featured, but healthy, and just now
nesting, not because she is much tired, but because the sun
has but this mome": come out after a shower, and the smell
of the grass is pleasant. The shower has been heavy, and is
so still in the distance, where an intensely bright double rain-
bow is relieved against the deptirting thunder-cloud. The
freshly wet grass is all radiant through and through with the
new sunshine ; the weeds at the girl's side as bright as a
I.— 16
242
JOHN EVERETT MILLAI3
[1854
liyzantinc enamel, and inlaid with blue veronica ; her np
turned face all a^^low with the light which seeks its >va)
through her wet eNelashes. Very quiet she is, so quiet hat
a radiant butterlly has settled on her shoulder, and b. ks
there in the warm sun. Against her knee, on which h^ir p )or
instrument of liegi^ary rests, leans another child, half hei cj^e
— her i^uide. Intlifferent this one to sun or rain, only a ' .tie
tired of wiitMii;"."
i^leithTT tht back(^round nor the fiV; : hayfield near the railway bridge at Barnhill. just
outsiu;. ui !' rth. Perth, too, supplied the models from
ir,
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t.i
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which the figures were finished. The rooks and domestic
animals were all painted from Nature, as was also the tortoise-
shell butterfly (not a Death's-head, as Mr. Spielmann has it),
which was captured for the purpose. Both here and in " The
Random Shot " the backgrounds were painted with extra-
ordinary energy and rapidity, and the work, as in most of
the artist's best productions, went on without a hitch.
I find, amongst my father's letters, one from Professor
Herkomer, dated April 5th, 1893, '^ which he says : -
*' I cannot refrain from writing to you, to tell you of the
effect your picture, 'The Plind Girl' (1856), had upon n^e
when I saw it in Birmingham lately. 1 am no longer a
youngster, but I assure you that that work so fired me, so
enchanted, and so altogether astonished me, that I am pre-
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IN SCOTLAND AGAIN
24^
jiared to bc^in An all over a<^fain. The world of Art is
vour deep debtor for that work, and so am 1. F.S. Do tell
•1.!" the ye'low you used for the i^rass."
T'he first owner of "The Blind Girl" was Mr. T. Miller,
of Preston ; the sc did, Mr. W. Graham ; and, after passing
ihrou_L;h other hands, it became the property of Mr. Albert
Wood, of Conway. For its subsequent history I am in-
'le^ cd to Mr. Whitworth W'allis, Curator of the City of
Kirmingliam Art Ciallery, who says : " I bt)rrowed ' The
Blind Girl ' from Mr. Albert Wood in 1891, and inducetl him
to part with it to Mr. William Kenrick, wh(» presented it
to the Art Gallery here as a permanent record of the success
i^ ii^^%XA.^o^
of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood Exhibition held in this
city.
In the autumn of 1854 Millais betook himself again to
Scotland, in search of health and amusement, accompanied
on this occasion by his friends Charlie Collins, Mike
Halliday, and John Luard, of whom I must now say a
few words. John Dalbiac Luard (to give him his full name)
began life as an officer in the 82nd Foot, but so devoted
was he to Art, that in 1853 he left the service and took up
painting as a profession. Sharing with IVIillais a studio in
Langham Chambers, which they occupied together for some
years — in fact nearly down to the time of poor Luard's
death in i860 — he gave himself up to military subjects, of
which "The Welcome Arrival" and " Nearinsr Home" were
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JOHN EVKRKTT MILLAIS
[1854
>^ss\
cxhibitcul in the; Royal Academy aiul substKiiKMitly ciij^raved.
Ills brother, Colonel LiiarJ, kiiully seiuls me a number of
sketches th;it ISliilais made of himself and his companions
during' this tour, aiul assures me that the likeness of his
brother is wonderfully j^ood. In the: first of the series re-
|)roduced here we see the three men t(\n"ether. They have
just arrived in vScotland, and, having made no plans before-
hand, are at a loss to know what to do. Millais, in his
imi)ulsive way, su_n"<^ests, "Oh, we'll j^cj over and see
at Aytoun. He'll be simply delii^hted to see us and j^ive
us some shootinL;-. . . . Oh, no! There's not the sli|^htesi
need to jj^ive notice. We'll start early and j^et there in time
•1:
for breakfast." And so they did : they started very early
next mornins4- — ^'\'^ the consequences depicted. However,
they jj^ot their day's shooting-, marred only by a trifling
accident on the part of little Mike, who bagged Luard and
the footman instead of the rabbit he was aiming at.
. Later on, when Halliday and Luard left, Charlie Collins
suggested a walking tour with Millais, and they started out
together, eventually finding themselves at Banavie, near
Fort William, where they seem to have come across " Long
John," of whiskey fame, who entertained them with samples
of his wares. Most of the second series of sketches were
made here, and in these the peculiarities of Collins' garments
are not forgotten. In the kindness of his heart Collins
looked rather to the necessities of his tailor than to his
skill, with results quite appalling to worshippers of fashion.
get
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THK PARIS HXHIHI'I'ION
245
e 111 time
i*'()r similar reasons, loo, he abjured lishiii«4', a paslime he
lelijL;IUecl 111 al)()vt; a
ill olh
ers.
.11 IIU
licali
ion ol this is seen
in the sketch, Xo. 9. where the artist and his companion
appear at a critical moment. The fisherman |)layinut painting, eating, and
sleeping. I suppose you hear as much from Hunt as I
do. There is a letter from him to a mutual friend, but none
ior me this post. He returns soon now, I think, (iiv^e my
best <>reetini>' to Mrs. Pat. 1 wish you could both see mv
new rooms. Come up to town soon and see
** P2ver yours sincerely,
"John R. Mii.lais."
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JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
L'8S5
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■ 1 111 <
• in
"■ 'li.
It was an iinixtrtaiU occasion this, for in the eyes of I'ranc(
Kn^j^land, as "a nation of shopUcfjuirs," had nothing to show
in the way of pictorial art ; notnin}^^ at least, that would
compare for a moment with the works of her own artists;
and now, for the first time in the history of the two nations,
I'jijijlish painters were invited to show what they could do
in open competition with their nei«;hl)ours. Millais sent,
amonjLjst other pictures, "The Order of Release," "Ophelia,'
and "The Return of the Dove to the Ark"; antl other
eminent artists contributed freely, sendinj^ out specimens of
their fmest works. The result was a veritable triumph for
Hritish Art, and was freely and handsomely acknowledj^ed
n
*^<^r% rt.v") i-^-fLZ.,^
as such by the French Press. Theophile Gautier, the great
French critic of the period, betrayed some bias not altogether
unnatural in favour of his own countrymen, yet even he
acknowledged the sterling merits of the English exhibits
as far beyond what he had anticipated ; and M. Duranty,
a later and almost equally well-known critic, was still mort;
complimentary. But perhaps the following critique, trans-
lated from one of the French papers, reflects most nearly the
general opinion of the Press.
"The English contribution of paintings in 1855 was
second in numbers only to the French, ancl came upon the
Continental visitors to the Exhibition as a surprise. It was
even more than a surprise, it was a revelation — a revelation
of a school whose existence was not even suspected ; and
English painters, but little esteemed till then, obtained ii
very great success. The distribution of awards is in most
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"THK RKSCUK"
247
'•ascs ;m iiiisatisfjictf)ry thinj^, ami tloes not ncccssar'I) prove
Mr disprove nuTit ; but, of whatever value tlu^y may be
ihouj^ht, thirty-four were obtained by British artists in that
It
year.
The reasons for this success are very lucidly explained
hy each of these critics. Novelty, th(' contrast with, and
even the opposition to. Continental methods and ideals,
ihe complete emancipation from tratliti«)n, the inlluence
of the Pre-Raphaelites, the exceedinnrly strong local colour,
the conscientious endeavour to reflect Nature, and the
renunciation of self on the part of the artists : these, amongst
Other circumstances, created a very strong impression upon
the European public interested in Art, and were undoubtedly
the chief features in the success achieved. The paintint^s of
Messrs. Ansdell, Martin, Mulready, Millais, Hunt, Frith,
Pat n, Landseer, Danby, and Corbould were especially
siniriv d out for notice, Messrs. Noel Paton, Mulready, and
Millais receivintr the "'reater share. The school of water-
colours was new, not only to P^urope, but to Art, rmd the
I'rench were quick to see of what the new nvjthod was
capable.
"The Rescue" (or "The P'ireman," as the artist himself
used to call it) was painted in 1855, and is certainly ome
of his fine;it works.
Its orioin is thus accounted for by his brother : — " E?rly
one morning, as we were returning from a ball in Porchester
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
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Terrace, we noticed the bright reflection of fire in the sk\-.
Accordin^Lily we told the cabby to Irive in that direction,
and a fire-engine dashing- by at tha. moment increased our
excitement. Ihe fire was close to Meux's brewery, and
we were in time to see the whole terrible show. On j^aziii^
upwards we noticed two firemen plying" the hose as the\
stood on a rafter— themselves two black silhouettes aj^ainst
the mass of heaving flame — and I shall never forget the
shout of horror that rent the air when the roof suddenly
collapsed, carr\ing with it the rafter and the two bra\e
men.
"We went home much impressed with what we had seen,
and my brother said, ' vSoldiers and sailors have been praised
on canvcis a thousand times. My next picture shall be of the
fireman.' "
Mr. Arthur Hughes is also good enough to send me a
note on the subject. He says: — ''One day in 1855, tlie
moment I saw him [Millais], he began to describe the next
subject he proposed to paint — 'to honour a set of men
quietly doing a noble work — firemen'; and he poured oui,
and painted in words of vividness and reality, the scene
he pu*: on canvas later. I never see it or think of it without
seeing also the picture of himself glorified with enthusiasm
as he was describing it."
It was at a dinner party at the Collins's on January 29tli.
1855, that Millais and Charles Dickens met (I think) \vx
the first time. After dinner they talked till a late hour
on pictures, and particularly on the sul)jeci of " The Rescue.
['S
3D
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LETTERS FROM DICKENS
249
the sk\-.
iirectioii.
ased our
:iry, and
1 j^'aziiiL;
as tlicN
; ai^'ainst
r-'Ct the
suddenly
o Ijraxc
*-
lad setMi,
praised
De of the
nd me a
855, the
the next
of men
ired oiii,
le scene
It wlthoni
thusiasm
u-\- 29lls
link) fol-
ate hour
Rescue.
(Ml which Millais was then engaged. Dickens, it will be
remembered, objected strongly t(^ Millais' treatment of
"Christ in the House of His Parents," and had made 110
attempt to disL;uise his feehuLi" in speaking of the |)icture
ill Good Words. lie refers to this in the followinu' letter
to Millais : —
From Charles [Sickens.
" Tax isrocK Hoi'si:,
• Titcsdaw Jaiiiiary i^t/i, 1855.
" Mv DKAR Sir, — I send you the account of the fin;
I)rij4ade, which we spoke of last nij^ht.
"If you have in your mind any previous association with
the pages in which it apjjears (very likely you have none)
it may be a rather disagreeable one. In that case I hope
a w(.rd franklv said mav make it pleasanter.
"Objecting very strongh to what I believe to be an
unworthy use of your great powers, I once expressed the
objection in this same journal. My oj)inioii on that point
is not in the least changed, but it has never dashed my
admiration of your j^rogress in what I suppose are higher
and better things. In short, you have given me such great
reasons (in your works) to separate you from uncongenial
associations, that I wish to give you in return one little
reason for doiiiLT the like bv me. And hence this note.
" Faithfully yours,
" CiiAKi.Ks Dickens."
When "The Rescue" was nearly completed, Millais wrote
and asked Dickens to come and see how the work had
progressed, and received the following reply : —
" Ta\ isTocK HorsK,
" .///■// 10///, 1855.
'' Mv DEAR Mr. Mileais, I am ver\ sorry that I cannot
have the great pleasure of seeing your picture ^o-day. as I
am obliged to go a little way out of town.
" I askvd Wilkie Collins to let you know that there is
a curious appositeness in some lines in (iax's Trivia. \'ou
will find them overleaf here, to the nuiiil)er of four. The
whole passage about a fire and hremen is some four-and-
tweiity lines long. " Very faithfully yours,
" ClIAREES DiCKEXS."
2^0
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
['•^55
Mr. V. 11 Harwell, a friend of the artist, has kindly
furnished me with the following notes on the subject of
" The Rescue " : — " This picture was produced in my studio,
and presents many interesting facts within my own know
ledge. After several rough pericil sketches had been made,
and the composition determined upon, a full-sized cartoon
was drawn from nature. Baker, a stalwart model, was the
fireman, and he had to hold three children in the proper
attitudes and bear their wei\ till Millais had secured
the action and proportion of the various figures. When
sufficientlv satisfied with the cartoon, it was traced on to
a perfectly white canvas, and the painting commenced. It
was now no longer necessary to have the whole group posed
at one time ; but Baker had to repeat his task more or less
all throuo^h. The effect of the olare was manaeed bv tlic
interposition of a sheet of coloured glass of p/oper hue
between the grou]^ (or part of it at a time) and the windov/.
The processes employed in painting were most careful, and
indeed slow, so that what Millais would have done in h s
later years in a week, took months in those earlier days. t
was his practice then to paint piecemeal, and finish par s
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"THE R ESC up:"
251
s kindlv
jbject ol
y studio,
'^n know
;n made,
cartoon
was the
e proper
d, whilst
do their
kept u\)
1
of his pictures as he went on. White, mixed with copal,
was gener.illy laid on where he intended to work for the
(lay, and was painted into and finished whilst wet, the whole
drying together. The night-dresses ot the children were exe-
cuted in this manner. Strontian yellow was mixed with the
white, and then rose-madder mingled with copal, floated,
as it were, over the solid but wet paint — a difficult process,
and so ticklish that as soon as a part was finished the canvas,
had to be laid on its back till the colour had dried sufficiently
to render the usual position on the easel a safe one.
" By degrees the work was finished, but not till near mid-
night of the last day for sending into '^he Royal Academy.
ver and
1 secured
When
ed on to
iced. 1 1
up posed
e or less
d bv the
oper hue
window,
eful, ai' 1
ne in h s
days. t
ish par .
In those days Millais was generally behindhand with his
principal picture, and so much so with this one, that he
greatly curtailed his sleep during the last week ; and on
the last day but one began to work as soon as it was day-
light, and worked on all through the night and following
day till the van arrived for the picture. (Mr. Ruskin defended
the appearance of haste, which to him seemed to betray
itself in the execution of this picture, contending that it was
well suited to the excitement and action of the subject.)-
His friend Charles Collins sat up with him and painted the
fir';-hose, whilst Millais worked at other parts ; and In the
end a large piece of sheet-iron was pkiced on the floor, upon.
which a llaming brand was put and worked from, amidst
suffocating smoke. For the head of the mother, Mrs.
N issau Senior, sister of Judge Hughes of To])i Broiun
fa le, was <>ood enouuh to sit.
2C2
JOHN EVERKTT MILLAIS
Li8:
" The methods here described were Liraduallv abandoned
•as Millais prooressed in his career."
On the whole, this picture met with a fair de<;ree of appro-
bation, hut, as Mr. Spiehviann says, "its artificiality, antl still
more the chromatic untruth, were savai>elv attacked. It was
pointed out that the ilames of burning' wood emit yellow
and o-reen rays in abundance. IMazinL;" timljer, even in-
candescent bricks, would not cast such a colour, e.\cei)t in
a modified tint upon the clouds above ; that a fire such as
this throws an orange lij^ht at most, and that therefore the
chiltlren s night-tlresses should have been yellow, with i^rey
in the shadows, and the fireman's n^reen cloth unifi)rm yellow-
Wiiim
, WK?^
Hlrv^55: — ''
\\\\\\. in for half an hour to the Roval Academx" vesterda' ,
„S55J HANGING COMMITTKK'S INSULT 253:
hut as I was almost too tired to stand, and did not stay
;Lny time, I shall say nothing- about It, only this, that the lace
,111(1 form of that woman on the stairs of the hurninLi" lutuse
I " The Rescue"] are, if not, as I am disposed to think, beyond
all, (|uite equal to the best that Millais has ever done, not
foru'ettinn' the look of unutterable love antl life's deej) yearn-
iiii;- in " The Huguenot." And those children ! Ah me! I can
hardly bear to think of it ; yet the agony is too near, too
intense, too awful, for present rejcjicing- even at the deliver-
ance. And that smile on the young mother's face has
struggled u]) from such depths of speechless pain, and ex-
presses such a sudden ecstasy of utter gratitude and over-
mastering joy, that it quite unmans me [i look at it.^| It is.
the most intense and pathetic utterance ■ >t [)oor human love
I have ever met.' "
Millais himself knew this to be his st work.'^.When,
therefore, he went to the Academy on arnishing-day, 1855,
and found that it had been deliberately skied, his indignation
knew no bounds. He told the Hanging Committee to their
faces what he thouirht of this insult, ai.d of them as the
authors of it. But perhaps that scene is best described in
th(; words of Dante Rossetti, who, writing to his friend
W. Allingham. said : " How is Millais' dc I ni ['The Fireside
Siory '], which I have not yet seen ? 1 hope it is only as
gcod as his picture at the Royal Academy - the most wonder-
ful thing he has done, except, perhaps, 'The Huguenot."
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u
t'
He had an awful row with the Hanijing' Committee, who had
put it above the level of the eye ; but J. E. Millais yelled for
several hours, and threatened to resign till they put it right."
Mention is also made of this incident in the Life of W. B.
Scott, to whom VVoolner, writing in May, 1855, said : — " The
Academy Committee hung Millais — even Millais, their crack
student — in a bad place, he being too attractive now ; but
that celebrity made such an uproar, the old fellows were glad
to give him a better place."
Millais' amusement, when Woc^lner wrote, was to go about
and rehearse the scene that took place at the Academy be-
tween him and the ancient magnates.
Seddon also wrote on May 3rd, 1855: — "The Academy
opens on Monday. The hangers were of the old school, and
they have kicked out everything tainted with Pre-Raphael-
itism. My ' Pyramids ' and a head in chalk of Hunt's, and
all our friends, are stuck out of sight or rejected. Millais'
picture was put where it could not be seen. ... He carried
his point by threatening to take away his picture and resign
at once unless they rehung him, which they did. He told
them his mind very freely, and said they were jealous of all
rising men, and turned out or hung their pictures where they
could not be seen."
The latest note on the picture appearec' in the Daily News
of January ist, 1898, in which it is said : — '" The Rescue ' has
a viofour and a couraire that rivets attention. The immortal
element (as Ruskin said at the time) is in it to the full. It
was studied from the very life. Millais and a trusty friend of
those early days hurried off one night to where a great fire
was raging, plunged into the thick of the scene, and saw the
effects which his memory could retain and his hand record.
What a grappling it is with a difficulty which no other painter
had so treated before. It is a situation which is dramatic ;
the rest is Nature. In the pose of the mother, as she reacht^s
out those long arms of hers, straight and rigid and parallel,
there is an intensity of expression that recalls his Pre-
Raphaelite days. The figure of the child escaping towards
her from the fireman's grasp shows what mastery of his art
he had gained in the interval."
The secret of this "mastery" is that Millais always went
to life and Nature for his inspiration. Touching this par-
ticular picture, I heard him say that before he commenc( 1
the work he went to several big fires in London to study ti ■
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vv'ho hail
^clled f(jr
it riirht."
)/ PV. Jl
:— " The
eir crack
ow ; but
vere glad
go about
:lemy be-
Academy
:hool, and
Raphael-
Jilt's, and
Millais
[e carried
nd resign
He told
ous of all
[here they
li/y News
scue ' has
immortal
full. It
friend of
jreat fire
saw the
d record.
r painter
ramatic ;
e reaches
parallel,
his Prc'-
to ware Is
3f his art
k;T AflVI?< "
^,:a
-ays we'll
this par-
mmenci d
study tl 'J
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ka
t
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''THK FIRHSIDK STORY"
257
true Ii_L;ht ctlccts. Thr ca|)t;iiii of the lire hriy dc was a
friend of hi ,, and one evening, when Millais and Mike Halli-
(lay were dining with him, he said, after several alarms had
been communicated, " Now, Millais, if you want to see a
first-class hla/e. come along." Rushing downstairs, the
i^uests were speedily habited in firemen's overalls and
helmets, and, jumping into a cab, were soon on the scene
ot action.
Years afterwards Millais was dining one night with Captain
Shaw, the then chief of the brigade, and renewed his ex-
perience at a big hrc ; but this time he travelled on one of
the engines — a position which he found much less to his taste
than the inside of a cab.
"The Fir<,side Story," to which Rossetti alludes, was
intended to illustrate the following stanza of " Frost in the
[Jighlands, " in ihe second series of /Jc7j> and N'i^/U Souths,
by William Allv>!M<"ham : —
"At home are we by the merry fire,
Ranged in a ring to our heart's desire.
And who is to tell some wondrous tale,
Almost to turn the warm cheeks pale,
Set chin on hands, make grave eyes stare,
Draw slowly nearer each stool and chair?".
Of this drawing the .Ithciucuiu of August i8th, 1S55,
wrote: — '"The Fireside Story,' by the last-named gentleman
[MillaisJ, is a proof that he can be in earnest without being
absurd, and reproduce Nature without administering on the
occasion a dose of ugliness as a tonic" — a piece of criticism
which called forth the following from D. G. Rossetti in one
of his letters to \V. AJlingham : — " That is a stupid enough
notice in the Athciucuni m all conscience. I wonder who did
it? Some fearful ass evidently, from the way he speaks of
Millais as well as of you. "
William Allingham also refers to this drawing In a letter to
Millais of November 10th, 1855, concluding with the follow-
ing words: — "As I am not good at praising people to their
fai-.es, anci as it is a comfort, too. to e.xpress something of
what one feels, pray let me assure you here of the dee|)
T' pect I have for your powers. The originality and truth-
lulness of )our genius fill me with delight and wonder. I
wish you would master the art of etching, and make public
h.LJf a dozen designs now and again. Surely one picture In
a year, shown in London and then shut up, is not result
I,
If
258
JOHN KVKRKrr MILLMS
l'«5.
cnoii^li tor sii; h a mine of iiuciilion and iniraciilous |)o\\(r
of ri'produclioii as you possess. This is the aj^c of priiuiiiL;
and a couiulcss piihlic, and thf pictorial artist may ami oiiiniii
to aim at cNcrcisini^ a wider imnu'diatc inlliiciuc 15c our
better I looaiih. 1 )on't leave us remote and wretched to the
J/lnstralcii /.oii(/oii A^ru's and llv . Ir/ /('/irjui/."*
Acting on this a'ivic(;, Millais set to work ami studietl
A
m
" KKJI'XTKI).' iSs.f
etchinir. \W my mother's account-book I see lie did etchings
on copper, though what has become of them I do not know .
The year after its exhibition in London "The Rescue '
was sent to the Liverpool Academy, where it is said to ha\c
lost the annual prize by a single vote. Thackeray, who was
now a great admirer of Millais' works, was quite fascinat -l
with it, and it was due to his recommendation that the picture
passed into the hands of Mr. Arden. Some years afterwai
us,
* The woocl-ciittiiiL; of this period was so bad that even tlie licst examples wli: I>
ap])eai"ed in these journals were far from satisfatlory.
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259
IS power
priiuiiv.;
ul <)U;4lu
Ik; our
lid to lh<'
I studiftl
ll etchings
)t know.
Rescue "
i\ to ha\e
who \v IS
fascinat' 1
he picture
fterwarc'.s.
unples wlr h
when it was put uj) for auction at the .Xrdeii sale, at C'lirislie's
iMoins, if was noticed that the can\'as was coNcred witii spots,
due to its having; l)een l' of four or five of the oricjinal Artist
\Ohinteers, held in my studio in Lans^ham Place, and. if
ni\ memory serves me, it was to consider the advisability of
adopting the i;rey cloth which the corps now wears."
rhen was cemented a life-long friendship between the
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President of the day and the man who eventually succeeded
him in his office.
That the advent of LeiL>hton was received with joy by
the Roval Academicians will be seen bv the followiuLi' passage
in one of D. G. Rossetti's letters in 1855: — "There is a
big picture of ' Cimabue,' one of the works in procession
by a new man, livini^ abroad, named Leighton — a hut;e
thing, which the Queen has bought, and which everyone
talks of. The Royal Academicians have been gasping
for years for someone to back against Hunt and Alillais,
and here they have him— a fact which makes some people
do the picture injustice in return."
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CHAPTER VII.
LEECH, THACKERAY, WILKIE COLLINS, AND
ANTHONY TROLLOIM-:
Millais' affection for Leech — His first top-boots — "Mr. Tom Xockly" — Millais
introduces "Mr. IJriggs" to the deli^^lit of salmon tisliing — Tlie Duke of
.\tliol and Leech — Letters from Leech— TI:e ghost of Cowdray Hall — Death
of Leech — His funeral — 'ihe pension for Leech's family — Let'cr from Charles
Dickens Thackeray — The littleness of earthly fame — Wilkie Collins — True
origin of The Woman in White — .Anthony Trollope — Letters from him.
c
EECH, Thackeray, Wilkie Collins, and Anthony
Trollope : what memories these names conjure up !
They were amongst the oldest and most intimate friends of
Millais, and were so clo.sely associated with him at var'ous
j)eriods of his life that no biography of any of them wo ild
be complete without some record of the others. It may be
interesting, then, to those who know them only by their
works to recall here some of the many personal qualities
that endeared them to all who enjoyed the privilege of their
Iriendship,
And first of Leech, the famous caricaturist of Punch.
Here was a man of whom, if of anybody, one might say,
" I shall not look upon his like again." " The truest gentle-
man I ever met," was what was said of him by those who
knew him best — by such judges of men as Thackeray, Trollope,
Frith, Du Alaurier, Dean Hole, and others — ancl no w^ords
could better convev the sentiments of Millais himself. To
speak of him after his death was always more or less painful
to my father, though now and then, when sport was upper-
most in his mind, he would talk enthusiastically of the happy
days when they shot or rode together or rollicked about
town as oav vounu: bachelors bent on all the amusement
they could find.
Hear what Du M
-Aue
:— " H
e was
lurier sa\'s of him in Harper s Maga-
the most sympathetic and attractive person
I ever met ; not funny at all in conversation, or ever wishing
261
262
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
''I i|i|i tmt ,>
I'
t
IT*
to be, except now or then for a capital story, which he told
to perfection.
*' The keynote of his chancier, socially, seemed to be
self-effacement, hijrh-bred courtesy, never-failini^ considera-
tion for others. He was the most charming companion
conceivable, having intimately known so many important
and celebrated people, and liking to speak of them ; but
one would never have iruessed from
anything he ever looked or said
that he had made a whole nation,
male and female, gentle and simple,
old and young, laugh as it had
never laughed before or since, for
a quarter of a century.
" He was tall, thin, and graceful,
extremely handsome, of the higher
Irish type, with dark hair and
whiskers and complexion, and very
light greyish - blue eyes ; but the
expression of his face was habitually
sad, even when he smiled. In
dress, bearing, manner, and aspect
he was the very type of the well-
bred r^nglish gentleman and man
of the world and good society. . . .
Thackeray and Sir John Millais —
not bad judges, and men with
many friends — have both said that
they persoiially loved John Leech
better than any man they ever
knew."
This, I think, fairly sums up the
character of the man whose name,
as will presently be seen, figures so
often and so prominently in my father's correspondence. It
was in 1851 that they first met, and one of the first results
of the intimacy that then sprang up between them was Millais'
conversion to his friend's view of fox-hunting as one of the
finest sports in the world both for man and beast. Hitherto
he had insisted that, unlike shooting or fishing, at both of
which he was already an expert, hunting was "a barbarous
and uncivilised sport," and as such he would have nothini'
to do with it. But Leech would not listen to this. As th<
Circ. 1856
:h he told
led to be
con side ra-
:ompanioii
importaiu
liem ; bul
issed from
d or said
)le nation,
nd simple,
as it had
since, for
d t^raceful,
the hii>"her
hair and
I, and very
; but the
habitually
liled. In
md aspect
the well-
and man
ociety. . . .
Alillais-
imen with
said that
in Leech
lev ever
ms up the
ose name,
figures so
ence. it
-St results
IS Millais'
ne of the
Hitherto
t both of
barbarous
nothiuL:
As th(
.tk^'t
JOHN LEKCH. 1857
From the water-colour in the National Portrait (lallery
I »* «», (
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:ii
I
t,
m
in (^
»5r
r
old
like
to li
that
inllii
T
wou
side,
only
W
mak
to 1-
a^Ljaii
mem
calv(
maiil
him,
what
sente
way
tahst
after'
draw
the (
frieiK
and
Piinc
i^rou.':
as inc
repre
first 1
By
a firn
acres;
claimi
year 1
and L
their
sketcl
the st
Le(
horsei
ledge
HIS FIRST TOP-BOOTS
265
old ostler in Piiuck remarked, " The 'orses like it, the 'omids
like it, the men like it, and even the fox likes it"; and as
to health, urocd Le(;ch, it was only at the tail of the hounds
that an artist could do justice to himself after the enervating
inlluence of the studio.
That was enough. If onlv for the sake of health Millais
would hunt ; and the following- season saw him at the cover-
side, booted and spurred, and bent on i^oing with the best if
only his horse would let him.
With a view to this, Leech had intrt)duced him to a boot-
maker in Oxford Street for his first "tops"; and accordini;^
to his own account (for he never hesitated to tell a tale
ati^ainst himself), the interview was not lacking' in amuse
ment. Beini;' but a stripling- of twenty-one or thereabouts, his
calves were in the embrvo state so mortifyin<>' to voun<>
manhood. He was delijjhted therefore when, on measurini^
him, the shopman said with an air of admiration, " Ah, sir,
what a fine leLi^ for a boot ! " But the conclusion of the
sentence was not quite so satisfactory — " Same size all the
way up." Leech was so amused with this that he immor-
talised the scene in Fiitic/i, and on more than one occasion
afterwards my father sat as a model for some of his clever
drawings in that periodical. From this time, indeed, till
the day of his death John Leech was one of his closest
friends. They hunted together in the shires, shot, fished,
and stalked tOLrether ; and all those amusinijf sketches in
Punch, to which Leech owed his fame — all the deer-stalking,
grouse-shooting, and salmon-fishing adventures depicted there
as incidents in the Hfe of " Mr. Briggs " — were but burlesque
representations of Leech's own experience as a tyro on his
first visit to Scotland, principally as my father's guest.
By the end of the first hunting season Millais had acquired
a firm seat on horseback, and was known as a bold rider
across country ; and except when in later years Scotland
claimed his presence, he followed the hounds with ardour
year by year, visiting alternately Hertfordshire, Bedfordshire,
and Leicester, where he and I eech and Mike Halliday kept
their hunters — hired by them for the season. A clever little
sketch of Leech's is given here, showing Millais putting on
the steam to clear a fence.
Leech, though not quite so keen a rider, was a far better
horseman than his modesty would ever allow him to acknovv-
kxlge ; but little Mike, though plucky enough, was alwavs
266
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
corninj^r to >^r\vf, to the ^rv.a anuiscincnt of Lcccli, ulio duly
chroiiick'd his mishaps in Punch, uiuIct the title of " Th;-
i\d ventures of Mr. 'I'oiii Noddy."
It was at Stobhall, near I\.'rth. in 1S55, that Millais intro
duced his friend Le(.-ch to the wild delij^hts of salmon-fishing,
and as the friend of "Mr. Urii^i^s" he, too, ai)i)ears in Punch.
Leech was charmed with the prospective sport, hut as a
I
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V
*
MILl.AIS HUNTING. 1854
By John l.eecli
novice in the art of casting he tried in vain to effect a
capture. The fish were there, plenty of them, and flies of
the most seductive character floated before their eves ; but
either the business-end of these flies was too apparent, or
their movements were suspicious, or But who shall say
by what process of reasoning a fish learns to distinguish
between friend and foe ? Anyhow, they could not be per-
suaded to rise.
Harling was then re.sorted to. For some days Leech sat
patiently in a boat, hoping that some feeble-minded fish
would be tempted to come and hook itself as the fly danglc'.l
ANKCDOTHS OF LIJX'H
267
,vli() duly
of -Th.
Liis iiitro
n -fishing.
11 Punch.
l)iit as ;i
effect a
id flies of
eyes ; but
xirent, or
) shall say
istinguisli
3t be per-
Leech sat
nded fisli
y
dangle.l
carelessly from his rod, and at last he had his reward. Just
below the i\\VKi at Stanley tlu; line suddenlv strai'ditened ;
Le(;ch sn. itched up the roil, and awa\- went a clean-run
25-p()under with the hook in his gills! Then the struggle
began, and great excitement for the fisheniian. as this bit
of Stanley water is a rough place, full of rushing streams
and deep holes, in which are shar]). shelving rocks, from
which the quarry must
be got away at once, or ,^'^ 3/vio j-
he would certainly cut
the line.
After allowing him
one good rim, Leech
scrambled out amongst
the rocks and stones of
the Stobhall shore, and
the fish making straight
down stream, dragged
him helter-skelter over
boulders and through
bushes, till he was nearly
at his last gasp. Then,
luckily for him, the
salmon retreated into
■' The Devil's Hole."
and sulked there for
half an hour. The angler
then recovered breath,
and ultimately, at the
bottom of Stanley water,
my father gafted the
fish, to the great delight
of "Mr. Briggs,"as sub-
sequently portrayed in
Punch.
Another anecdote of Leech must be related here in con-
nection with this visit of his to Perth. During the previous
year he made the acquaintance of the Duke of Athol in a
way he did not like. Walking in the hills near Hlair, he
unfortunately got into the forest when a deer-drive was
going on, and to his dismay found himself face to face with
tile duke. Now Leech was a very nervous man, and the
duke, who in his own territory was looked upon as a king,
Mil. LAIS FISIIINd AT STOUISAI.L
Sketch Ijy Joliii I.eecli. 1S55
268
JOHN KVI'RKTT MIIJ.AIS
11
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vvHXL'cl exceeding wrotli .'it the si«;lit of this trespasser, and
without inor(,' ado uave him what thev call in Yorkshire
"a bit of his mind," interlardini; his s|)eech with such terrible
tt;rms as " Khoderic Dhu " and "Vile Sassenach." Leech,
needless to sa\ , beat a retreat, only too i^lad to escape with
a whole skin ; but he had his reveni^e a few months later
when the whole world was lauj^hinj;- at his clever skit on the
situation in the pai^es of Pnuc/i.
On a second visit in 1H56, he was surj^rised by an in-
vitation to come with my father to lilair and take part in
the bii"- deer-drives then "oinu' on ; but with that sketch
in his mind, and fearinii- that the duke mi<'ht have recoijfnised
it as connected witii himself, he could not be j)revailed upon
to <40 until my father draj^'^ed him by main force into the
coach. The duke had seen it, and knew what it meant, and
being very t^ood-natured, had enjoyed the joke immensely ;
and now he went out of his way to put Leech at his ease
and show him the best sport he could.
Leech had now two opportunities for caricaturinj^" himself,
and was not slow in availin,^' himself of them. After a
drive in which he failed to kill, he was so overcome by the
heat of the day that he fell asleep in his shelter just as a
splendid herd of staj^s was passing by. That is another
incident in the life of " Mr. Brio's" ; and a^ain another was
found in a failure to kill a noble hart which had been stalketl
all day.
Though the duke was in no way annoyed by Leech's skit,
he could not refrain from having a little joke at his expense.
The two were in a "butt" tooether, waiting for the deer,
when, as a humorous reminder of their first meeting, the
duke suddenl)' produced a pistol, and, presenting it at
Leech's head, exclaimed in theatrical tones, " Now I am
' Rhoderic Dhu ' on my native heath, and you, vile Sas-
senach, are in my power ! " The suddenness of the attack
so upset poor Leech's nerves that he let the deer go by
without a shot. Eventually, however, he killed two stags
by stalking, the recollection of which was a source of happi-
ness to him for years afterwards.
In this same year another shock brought another picture
from the hand of the famous caricaturist. My father took
him to shoot witli his friend, James Condy, at Rohallion,
and on their wav to the house led him through a corner (jf
the home park, in which herds of bison, recently brought
jscr, and
'orkshirc
1 terrible
LcL'ch.
ape with
ths later
it on the
y an in-
:; part in
it sketch
'C(\Ljnisetl
iled upon
into the
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imensely ;
; his ease
>• himself,
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ne by the
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other was
n stalked
ech's skit,
expense,
the deer,
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r it at
ow I am
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;er go by
two stags
of happi-
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ther took
:lohallion,
corner of
brouglit
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269
tVnin Western America bv Sir William Stuart, were con-
lined. The furious aspect of tlu? animals, and its cfftct
upon the untrained nerves of the novice, shortly afterwards
found expression in print in the usual (juarter.
Leech usetl to say he could nc;\'er (piitc understanil a
.Scotchman. They were a curious, uncongenial jx'ople. with
(jutK-r ways and customs very perplexing to a stranger, who.
in his ignorance, might readily give offence where ht; least
intended to do so. An instance of this occurrixl one day
when he and Millais by chance came across a man in a red
shirt, who was cutting down a tree in a wav that sug'jfestt.'d
at least a passing ac(|uaintance with the whiskey bottle.
Kecognising him as a local laird whom they had met before.
Leech shyly addressed him as "Mr. McK — ." "Who
the devil are you calling Mr. McR — .■* 1 am 'riii;
.McR — ,'' roared the fiery Scot, upon which Leech apolo
gised and made off at once.
And here may be fitly introduced, I thiid<. two character-
istic letters from Leech, with the sketches enclosed.
From /oh It LcccIl
"32, Hkunswilk .S(^)r.\ki;,
'•June 14///, 1S55.
" Mv i)i:/\R Mil, LAIS, — I return the insurance paper filled
up, to the best of my belief, properly — though perha|)s with
regard to the question, ' Is there any peculiarity in his con-
figuration .'^ ' I ought to have been more ex|)licit. Mowever,
when you go before the ' Hoard ' they will be able to judge
of your tendency to corpulence and what may be called your
general 'stumpy' (if I may use a vulgar but expressive
word) appearance. I might, too, have attended to your
strikingly socratic profile ; but the answer I have returned
will, 1 daresay, answer the purpose.
" 1 came to town the very day you left for the North,
and called at your chambers, missino; vou bv a few hours
only. How much I should have liked to give you a
shake of the hand, and to wish viva voce health and
happiness to you ! 1 do most cordially wish you may have
both for manv vears. . . . Last week I went out pike-
fishing at a most beautiful place called Fillgate, with one
Jolliffe, of whom you have, I think, heard me speak. He
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was ill llic .}lli Ij'^hi Draj^oons ami was in the cvcr-inciiior
al)l(' halaila\a ("harjL^c. lie Ljavc im- a vi\i(l (Icsc-riptioa
of tlu' (Ircadtiil hiisincss. Alloi^cthcr I have rarely had a
more pleasant day. We IxiiaN'ed, 1 am afraid, in a most
uns|)()rtsnianlike manner, tor lie was anxious to thin the pond
of fish, and determined to set trimmers. ,\l)oiit four-aiul-
tweiit) of thes(! devices wen; put in all over tlu- water, and
it was exeitiiiL^- (tnou^h to paddU; after them as the bait on
each was carried off hv Mr. lack. \'ou would have enjoved
it immensely, only you would have jumped out of the hoat
And we caught a 'hold hitinj;" Perch.' sir! such a one as
1 have only seen stuffed in the fishinn-tackle shops, and
which I alwa\ s helievetl to be manufactured by the carpenter
or umbrella maker. lie; weij^h(;d three pounds, and no/
fisherman's weinht. Let me hear from you sometimes.
'I'his, 1 know, is askiiijn" a l^oocI deal uiuUm" the circumstances,
for cannot your time be much more agreeably emjjloyed than
in writin- to .. Yours always, my dear fellow.
"John Lkkch ?"
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From the muic.
" 32, Bkunswick Squaki:,
'' October 2yd, 1855.
" Mv DKAk Mil, LAIS, — I said I would write to vou from
Folkestone, and I didn't write to you from Folkestone — and
will you fori^ive me? My conscience has been pricking" me
so much for mv neirlect that I can bear it no lonufer, and
althous^h I have nothint^ of much interest to communicate.
' I send you these few lines, hoping they will find you
well, as they leave me at present.' Luard wrote to me the
other day from his ship, on his way to the Crimea. I trust
nothing- will happen to the good little fellow. I shall miss
his cheery, pert face this winter. Am I to miss you too,
or are you coming south ? Why not } Let us have some
fine, healthful exercise with old P ,'^ always very careful,
of course — Old Gentleman style.
" You should come to town, if only to see a collection ot
photographs taken in the Crimea. They are surprisingh
g(X)d ; I don't think anything ever affected me more. Yon
* Millais .'incl Leech both studied "the noble art" under this gentleman.
li:'I"I'i:ks tkom lvaxw
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hardly miss ilu' colour, ihc irulh in oilier rcspi-cis is so
wondcrliil.
" When I was in i'aris 1 saw yniir piclurcs. Hclicvc nic,
out of some thousands of pii-mrcs, lar^c, \cr\ larL^c. small,
and \'('r\' small, ihcN' stood out. as \our works al\\.i\s do.
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Skill lull from life \t, k( ,i
nnd uiulo'iL'd in ;i lellcr ti) Millais
most consj)icLiously oood. Apropos of j)icturcs. I want to
ask you a (jucstion. I was with Mowbray Morris some time
since;, and he told me that he and his colleagues of the Times
wished very much to have a portrait painted of one of their
most valued contributors and friends to be huni;- up in their
'Sanctum.' They wish, of course, that it should be done by
tlie best man. Both Morris and mvself atj^reed that there
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Avas only one best man, and that 'party' J. Everett What 's-
his-name, a.r.a. Well, he asked me whether you would do
it, and I said I would ask you. What do you say? It
■would, 1 think, be considered by them quite as much a
kindness on your part as a matter of business, although the
business part of it would be according" to your own views,
supposing it came to anything. . . .
" 7/ic Newconies is a wonderful book, particularly the latter
part of it — the old colonel's ' Adsum ' ! What genuine
pathos ! I dined with Thackeray the day before he started
for America. I don't think he liked leaving England.
W^ould that he were back working away at another book.
You will be glad to hear that our little ones are thriving
famously. Your little friend runs about, and begins to talk.
She already has a strong inclination to draw, which develops
itself in the making of what she calls dow-dows (dogs) over
every sketch of mine that comes in her way ; and. I am sorry
to add, remonstrance is of no avail, for on the slightesi
attempt to interfere with any project she has. she dashes
herself on the ground and screams awfully. This must be
altered; Paterfamilias must be stern. The bov begins "to
take notice " ; that is, he screws his mouth up to all sorts of
ridiculous shapes, and, squinting, makes a little grunt, which
is supposed to be indicative of strong filial attachment.
" Always yours,
"John Leech."
lk»>
And now we come to a little ghost story that my father
used to tell, and, as related by William Millais, runs thus : -
*' A very singular thing happened to my brother and John
Leech when they were on a fishing tour, walking with kna[)-
sacks and staying at wayside inns. Happening to be passing
near Cowdray Hall, they met the squire, whom they knew
well, and he pressed them to return with him to dine and
sleep, and being some distance from their next halting-place,
and tired, they accepted the kind invitation.
" There was a terrible ghost story attached to the old
house, and after dinner everyone seemed possessed with the
•determination to relate his or her experience of these weinl
goblins. It turned out that the hall was so full of visitors
that only the quarters occupied by the local ghost were avai!-
.able, and they were situated in an unused winj of the nali.
A GHOST STORY
273
riiese were oftered to the ivvo fishermen, who of course
laut^hed and scoffed at the idea of the j^host.
"The rooms were covered with fine old tapestry and kept
in beautiful order, with <>rand old-fashioned beds in them.
When they retired to rest they were looUf'd u[)on by the
assembled company as heroes of the first magnitude. They
were tired, however, antl soon dropped into the arms of
Morpheus.
" In the middle of the night my brother jum[)ed out of
bed in a cold shiver, and tremblin<> in everv limb. He told
: : ; ■
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Part of a luUer from Leecli to Millai>. who lia> expressed liis iiitentiuii ti) i'iilii\ale a moii^tacliL'. 1856
nie that he felt as if he had been violently shaken by an
invisible giant. Thev had been told that the ufhost served
its victims in such a manner. My brother went off to see
Leech, whom he found sitting in the corridor, when he de-
clared that nothing would induce him to go into his room
again ; and thus they passed the night in the corridor.
" Everyone was out cub-hunting when they reached the
lji"('akfast-table, and it was only late in the day that some'of
ihi' visitors began to show themselves, and of course they
wre asked how they had slept. They laughed over the
m itter, and confessed that they had not seen the gdiost.
I.— 18
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
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Later in the afternoon the scjuire came in in great excitement,
h()l(.linj4- in his hand the local evening paper, first edition, and
said that there had been a severe earth(juake in the night,
that a village (|uite near had suffered serious damage, and
that it was a most extraordinary thing that no one In the
house had felt it. And then the fishermen told him how the\
had passed the night. The earthquake was the ghost's under-
study on this occasion, and played his part admirably."
As Leech advanced in years his melancholy and sensitive-
ness, due in a great measure to overwork, increase.d. He
became so nervous that the verv slightest noise disturbed
him ; and living in London, as he did, he could hardly escape
from barrel-organs, bands, whistling boys, and shrieking
milkmen. At last that dread disease "angina pectoris " came
upon him, and one evening, when Millais was painting, a
terrified domestic, whom he at once recoijnised as Leech's
housemaid, rushed in, saying that her master had another
bad attack, and was crying aloud, "Millais! Millais!" The
next moment Millais was off, and running through the streets
of Kensington he mounted the stairs of his old friend's
room, and found him lying across the bed, quite still and
warm, but to all appearance dead, the belief in the house
being that he expired at the moment of his friend's arrival.
A few days later he was laid to rest, and, says Du
IVLiurier, * " I was invited by Messrs. Bradbury and Evans,
the publishers of Ptincli, to the funeral, which took place
at Kensal Green, It was the most touching sight imaginable.
The grave was near Thackerav's, who had died the vear before.
There were crowds of people, Charles Dickens among them.
Canon Hole, a great friend of Leech's, and who has written
most affectionately about him, read the service ; and when
the coffin was lowered into the grave, John Millais burst
into tears and loud sobs, setting an example that was followed
all round. W^e all forgot our manhood, and cried like women!
I can recall no funeral in my time where simple grief and
affection have been so openly and spontaneously displayed
by so many strangers as well as friends — not even in France,
where people are more demonstrative than here. No burial
in Westminster Abbey that I have ever seen ever gave such
an expression of universal honour, love, and regret. ' Whom
the gods love die young.' He was only forty-six."
Finding then that little or no provision was left for his
* Harper's Mdi^azine^ Febraary, 1896.
PROVISION FOR LEECH'S FAMILY 275
family, my father took up the case, and with the aid of a few
friends (notably " Dicky " Doyle), orjj^anised an exhibition
of Leech's drawings, which brouj^ht in a conside ble sum,
but not sufficient to provide for the children's education. A
pension from the Civil List was then thouj^ht of; but it was
no easy matter to obtain this, as at that time (1864) these
pensions were limited almost exclusively to the families of
men whose lives were devoted to literary work alone. An
attempt, however, must be made ; and on an appeal, kindly
supported l^y the Prince and Princess of Wales, Lord
Palmerston, Lord Shaftesbury, and other influential admirers
of Leech's works, a pension of ^50 a year was jj^ranted
to each of the children.
Numerous letters on this subject from His Royal Highness
and other notabilities lie before me ; but perhaps the most
interesting^ is that
From Charles Dickens.
"(iAi)'s Hill Plack, Hi(;nAM-HV-RociiLSTER,
" Sunday, December 18//^, 1864.
" Mv DEAR MiLLAis, — There are certain personal private
circumstances which would render my writing to Lord
Palmerston, separately and froui myself alone, in the matter
of the pension, a proceeding in more than questionable
taste. Besides which I feel perfectly certain that a re-
minder from me would not help the powerful case. I should
have been glad to sign the memorial, but I have not the
Itast doubt that the letter from myself singly is best avoided.
If I had any, I would disregard the other considerations and
send it ; but I have none, and I am quite convinced that I am
right.
You are a generous and true friend to Mrs. Leech.
" Faithfully yours ever,
"Charles Dickens.
Mrs. Leech soon followed her husband. Leech's only
son was drowned manv years ago in Australian waters, and
his daughter Ada, who married a clergyman, has also joined
ibe great majority.
The following letter to her is characteristic of the writer,
■vvho was always keenly alive to the claims of friendship.
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
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Zi; yl/zVi- ^ricved to hear of the death
of your good uncle, and that you should be left without
his counsel and advice.
" I shall be very happy at all times to hel]) you to the best
of my ability, and hope you will send me the name and
address of his solicitor, as we were joint trustees in the
Government's grant settled on you, and I shall have to now act
until some other gentleman is appointed with me. Moreover,
any confidence you may place in me, from my affection
towards your father, I will do my best to use for your benefit.
I am sure your aunt. Mrs. Hayward, will be most kind to
you, but I am aware there are some positions in which a
man alone can act on your behalf. . . . Vou have, indeed.
been unfortunate, but at your age you may look for a happy
career yet. Just at this moment we are moving into our
new house, and in mourning ourselves, otherwise I would
have you with us, if vou would come. Tell Mrs. Havward
how truly I sympathise with her, and 'relieve me always
" Yours truly,
"J. E. Mii.i.Ais."
As to Thackerav, mv father and mother alwavs regarded
him as one of the most delightful characters they ever met.
Though in dealing w^ith the infirmities of human nature his
works now and then show traces of cynicism, the man him-
self was no cynic — was rather, indeed, to those who knew
him best, a most sympathetic friend, and tender-hearted
almost to a fault. For some vears he entertained and
brought up as one of his family the daughter of a deceased
friend ; and so grieved was he at the thought of parting
from her that on her wedding-da\' he came for consolation
to my father's studio, and spent most of the afternoon in
tears. They met so frequently — he and Millais — that but
little correspondence of any interest appears to have passed
between them. The genial nature of the man, howe\'er,
peeps out in the following reply to my father's invitation
to stay with him at Annat Lodge, near Perth, when on Ms
lecturing tour in 1857.
THACKERAY
''-11
t/i, 1877.
the death
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III. LAIS."
s regarded
ever met.
nature his
man hini-
who knew
:ler-hearted
:ained and
a deceased
of parting
[consolation
ternoon in
-that but
|ave passed
howev'T,
invitation
hen on 1 ii^
From Thackeray. '
"Oukkn's Hon: I, Gi.A.sciow,
" Mardi ird.
" Mv DEAR MiLi.Ais. — I Ljot thesatl news at Kdinbur<^di
yesterday — that there is to be no lecture at Perth, my
manager not havino; been able to make arranirements there.
So I shall lose the pleasure I had promised myself of seeini.;'
you and Mrs. Millais, and the pictures on the easel, and the
little miniature Millais by Millais, which I hope and am
sure is a charmini^' little work by that painter. I am off
in a minute to Edinburgh for Kirkaldy, and have only time
to say that I am
" Very truly yours always,
"W. M. TlIACKKRAV."
Of Thackeray, Millais and Carlyle, William Millais tells
an interesting story illustrative of the littleness of earthly
fame, however highly we may regard it. He says : — " I was
sitting- with my brother in the Cromwell Place studio when
rhack(tray suddenly came in all aglow with enthusiasm at
my brother's fame. Every window in e\'ery shop that had
the least pretension to Art-display, he said, was full of the
engravings of his popular works. On his way he had seen
innumerable ' Orders of Release,' ' Black Brunswickers,' and
' Huguenots' ; in fact, he had no hesitation in affirming that
John Millais was the most famous man of the day. He
then alluded to his own miserable failure at first, and told
us how he had taken some of his works, which have since
been acknowledged to be the finest speciniens of English
literature, to the leading publishers, and how they had one
and all sneeringly hinted that no one would read his works
after Dickens.
" My brother told him that, curiously enough, on the day
before, an incident had occurred that pnjved that his fame,
even amongst his own profession, was not all that Thackeray
had painted it. He had met, near Shepherd's Bush, an old
fellow-student of the Royal Academy (Mr. P>ith calls him
' Potherd '), who had taken the second prize to his first,
at the age of twelve. The man was full-grown then, and
had strongly-marked features ; moreover, he wore the same
old military cloak, with lion clasp, that he used to wear in
278
JOHN KVKRETT MILLAIS
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the old clays, so my brother had no difficulty in rccos^nising
him ; and, addressintr him at once, he said, ' Well, V ,
and what are you doin^? and how are you? It is a Ion*!
tune smce we met. He said he was <>Tubbin<>: awav at
teaching"
'slow work and worse pay ' -or somethino' to that
effect. ' But who i\rc yo/i, pray.'*' On beint^ told the name,
he replied, 'What! little Johnny MillaisI And now may
I ask what vou have done all this time? Have you pursued
the Arts?''
" Thackeray immediately put this down to satire, but it was
not, as we found out afterwards. The simple fellow either
could not believe that the famous man was his old school-
fellow, or was completely ignorant of his success.
" Before this, Thackeray told an amusing story of Carlyle,
how that he had spent a day in the reading-room of the
British Museum and had given a great deal of trouble to
one of the officials, sending him up and down ladders in
search of books to satisfy his literary tastes, and how, upon
leaving the room, he had gone up to the man and told him
that it might be some satisfaction to him to know that he
had obliged Thomas Carlyle, and that the official had
answered him, with a bland smile and the usual washing
of hands in the air, that the gentleman had the advantage
of him, but that probably they might have met at some
mutual friend's house. He had never heard of Thomas
Carlyle."
Of Wilkie Collins there is little to be said in connection
with the subject of the present work, though both he and
his brother Charles were for many years amongst Millais'
most intimate friends, and no one more admired his brilliant
talent as a novelist. Since his famous novel, T/te Woman
in White, appeared, many have been the tales set on foot
to account for its origin, but for the most part quite inaccurate.
The real facts, so far as I am at liberty to disclose them, were
these : —
One night in the fifties Millais was returning home to
Gower Street from one of the many parties held under
Mrs. Collins' hospitable roof in Hanover Terrace, and, in
accordance with the usual practice of the two brothers,
Wilkie and Charles, they accompanied him on l 's homewaid
walk through the dimly-lit, and in those days semi-runi,
roads and lanes of North London.
It was a beautiful moonlight night in the summer time,
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advantage
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;;ik1 as the three friciuls walkccl alonn chatting ^aily to^clln'r,
they were siuldcMiIy arrested l)y a |)it;r':iii<4 scream coniinj^
Ifom the i'arden of a villa close at hand. It was evidently
ihe cry of a woman in distress; and while jjausini^ to con-
sider what they shoukl do. th(.' iron ,i;ate leading' to the
garden was dashed open, and from it came the figure of a
youno- and very beautiful woman dressed in tlowinj^' white
robes that shone in the moonlii^ht. She seemed to tloat
r.ither than to run in their direction, and, on coming' iij) to
the three youniL;' men, she |yused for a moment in an attitude
of supplication aiul terror. Then, seeminj^ to recollect her-
self, she suddenly moved on and vanisheil in the shadows
cast uj)on the road.
"What a lovely woman!" was all Millais could sav.
" I must see who she is and what s the matter," said W'ilkie
Collin*^ as, without another word, he dashed off after her.
His two companions waited in vain for his return, and next
(lay, when they met attain, he seemed indisposed to talk
of his adventure. Thev irathered from him, however, that
he had come up with the lovely fugitive and had heard from
her own lips the history of her life and the cause of her
sudden rtii»ht. She was a youni^ lady ,
Writers of nov(,'ls know well, and so oui;lu readers of novels
lo have learned, that there are two modes of illustrating,
( ither of which may be adopted e(|ually by a bad and b\
a i^ood artist. To which class .Mr. Millais belongs I need
not say. but, as a good .irtist. it was open to him simply to
make a pretty picture, or to stud)' the work of the author
from whose vvritin«j he was boimd to take his subject. I
have too often found that the former alternative has bet;n
thought to be the better, as it certainly is the easier, method.
.\n artist will fre(|uently dislike to subordinate his ideas to
those of an author, and will sometimes be too idle to fmd out
what tho.se ideas are. Hut this artist was neither proud nor
idle. In every figure that he drew it was his object to
promote the views of the writer whose work he had under-
taken to illustraie, and he never sj)aretl himself any j)ains
in studving the work so as to enable him to do so. 1 have
carried on .some of those characters from book to book, and
have had my own ideas impressed indelibly on my memory
1)V the excellence of his delineations. Thcjse illustrations
were commenced fifteen years ago, and from that time up
to this day my affection for the man has increased. To see
him has always been a pleasure. His voice has been a sweet
sound in my ears. Hehind his back I have never heard him
praised without joining the eulogist ; 1 have never heard
a word spoken against him without opposing the censurer.
These words, should he e\xr see them, will come to him
from the grave, and will tell him of my regard as one living
man never tells another."
The following letters also serve to illustrate Trollope's
appreciation of Millais' drawings, and the- jirofound conteni})!
he entertained for anything in the shape of cant : -
From Anthony Trollopc.
" W.vLTHAM HousK, VValtham Cuoss,
''June 4t/i, 1863.
" Mv DEAR Millais, — Ten thousand thanks to you, and
twenty to your wife, as touching Ian. And now for business
first and pleasure afterwards.
"X. (a Sunday magazine) has thrown me over. They write
me word that I am too wicked. I tell you at once because of the
projected, and now not-to-be-accomplished, drawings. They
have tried to serve God and the devil together, and finding
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JOHN l-VKKI'TT MILLAIS
thai ;^()(k1iu'ss pays best, have lliroun over inc aiul tin- i\v\\\.
I uon'i irv lo set nou a-'ainsi ilicin, iK'tausr voii can tin
Paral)lcs and nilicr tisli lit lor ilicir net ; l)Ut I am alt(),L;i'lli» r
iinsiiiicd to llic rci^t luralcd ! It is a |)iiy they did not lind
it out iK'lon'. I)iit I think thc\ arc ri^lit now. I erf// iinii tor
the rt'j^cncratcd, and trust I may remain so, wishing totprc
serve a eharaeier tor iionest intentions.
"And now tor pleasure. I yet home llie middle ot" next
week, and we are lull up to the consumption ot all our ereain
and strawberries till the Mondas- — I believe I mav sa\
Tuesdav. /.<'.. TuesdaN'. bine i6th Do. then, settle a da\
with the rhackera\s and C'ollinsi-s, and esneeiallv with
Admiral l"*itzro\'. to come off in that week. I shall l)e in
town on \\'edn(;stlav niuht. Look in at about i i.;o.
" Voiu's always,
" Aniiionv Tuolloi'i:.
" \\'h\' have nou not put down Leij^hton, as nou promised? '
/'Vi;/// //w same.
" \\'.M.Tii.\M Horsi;, W'ai.tiiam Cross,
'' A 11,1^11 St Gt/i, isr)6.
" Mv DKAU .Mii.i.Ais, — I have written (ne-arly fmisheil) a
storv in thirtv-two numbers, which is to come out vveeUK.
The first number is to appear some time in October.
Smith publishes it, and proposes that there shall be one
illustration to everv number, with small vignettes to the
chapter headiiiL^s. Will you do them? N'ou said a word
to me th • other tlav, which was to the effect that V(ni would
perhajjs lend your hand to another story of mine. Many ot
the characters (indeed, most of them) are j)eople you alread}
know well Mr. Crawlev, Mr. Hardin'>-, IJlv Dale, Crosbic ,
John I'lams, am! Lad\' l.iifton. Georj^e Smith is ver\
anxious that you should consent, and you may imaij;ine that
I am e(|ually so. If you can do it, the sheets shall be sent
to you as soon as they are printed, and copies of your own
illustrations should be sent to refresh your memory. . . .
Let me have a line. .. Yours always,
"Antiionv Trolloi'E."
Ill lln' (l('\il.
you can do
111 altoi^cthcr
(lid not find
atn uiil] (or
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II our crcaiu
I ina\- say
settle a (la\
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shall he in
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I ()ctol)er.
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vou would
Mail)' of
ou alread)'
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h is ver\'
a^n"ne that
ill he sent
your own
nory. . . .
• LLOI'K.
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KLI'HKMIA CHAl.MKKS (IRAN (AI'TEKWAKDS I.ADV .MII.I.AI
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Watcr-co'our
CHAPTER VIII.
Millais' marriage— Life in Scotland Kirst visitors — A poachiny keeper " i'eace
Concluded" — "Autumn Leaves" — Millais' life in chambers — Serious war with
the critics — He is attacked on all sides — The 7'iiiies tramples upon him — 'i'lie
public support him — Marochetti —Millais on Press criticism — Charles Reade-
Birth of a son - " Pot-pourri '' — The advantaj.;es of being punctual — "Sir
Isumbras" received with abuse— Sandys' clever skit—Sale of "Sir Isumbras"'
— Letters from Charles Reade — "Escape of the Heretic" — "The Crusader's
Return" — "The \'alc of Rest" — The artist's difficulties overcome— Anecdotes
of "The \'ale of Rest" and "The Love of James I."
\
'S5.i
ON July 3rd, 1855, John Everett Millais was married to
Euphemia Chalmers Gray, eldest daughter of Mr.
Georoe Cray, of Bowerswell. Perth.* In accordance with
the Scottish custom, the wedding took place in the drawing-
room at Howerswell, and immediately afterwards came the
baptism of the bride's youngest brother, between whom and
his eldest sister there was a difference in age of nearly
twenty-si.\ years.
And here let me say at once how much of my father's
happiness in after years was due to the chief event of this
day. During the forty-one years of their married life my
mother took the keenest interest in his work, and did all in
her power to contribute to his success, taking upon herself
not only the care of the household and the management of
the family affairs, but the great liulk of his correspondence,
and saving him an infinity of trouble by personally ascertain-
ing the objects of his callers (an ever increasing multitude)
before admitting them into his presence. A great relief this,
for business affairs and letter-writing were equally hateful in
* Miss (iray had been previously married, but that marriage had been annulled
in 1854, on grounds sanctioned equally by Church and State. Both good taste
and feeling seem to require that ncj detailed reference should be made t(j the
circumstances attending that annulment. But, on behalf of those who loved their
mother well, it may surely be said that during the course of the judicial proceed-
ings instituted by her, and throughout the period of the void marriage and the
whole of her after years, not one word could be, or ever was, uttered impugning the
correctness and purity of her life.
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JOHN p:verett millais
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his eyes ; and in spite of himself, his correspondence increased
day by day.
Possessed in a consideral)le degree of the artistic sense, she
was happily free from the artistic temperament, whilst her
knowledge of history proved also a valuable acquisition.
When an historical picture was in contemplation, she de-
lighted to study anew the circumstances and the characters
to be depicted, and to gather for her husband's use all
particulars as to the scene and the costumes of the period.
Her musical accomplishments
(for she was an excellent
pianist) were also turned to
good account in hours of leisure,
and not infrequently as a sooth-
ing antidote to the worries that
too often beset the artist in
the exercise of his craft.
The newly - married couple
set out foi their honeymoon to
the west of Scotland ; and after
a lovely fortnight in Argyle-
shire, Bute, and Arran, where
deep-sea fishing formed their
principal amusement, the\ re-
turned to Perth and took
possession of Annat Lodge,
a topical old house with a
cedared garden near Bowers-
well.
Among their first visitors
was Charles Collins. He, how-
ever, was not bent on amusiuL;
himself; he wanted to paint,
and at his request my mother
sat for him every day for a fortnight. Then, seeing that
the picture made very slow progress, and that she was pre-
sented as looking out of the window of a railway carriage -
a setting that would have vulgarised Venus herself - she
refused to sit any longer, and the picture was never finishe.i.
After this came a visit to Sir William Stirling Maxwell, «'t
Keir, among whose guests was the handsome and accon^-
plished Spaniard Guyanyos Riano, who afterwards became i
firm friend of my parents. Sir William was devoted i>
Stiuly of the liell in Wiiitcrlim Cliuicli in;ulc by
Jolin l.u.ird. I'sed by Millais for
Tennyson illustrations. 1S57
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ice increased
:ic sense, she
:, whilst her
acquisition.
ion, she de-
e characters
nd's use all
the period,
mplishments
.n excellent
> turned to
Lirs of leisure,
Iv as a sooth-
worries that
:he artist in
craft,
rried couple
Dne)'moon to
id ; and after
in An'vle-
irran, where
brmed their
nt, the\ re-
and took
nat Lodi^c,
se with a
ar Bowers-
irst visitors
He, how-
on amusing
d to paint,
my mother
seeino- that
le was pre-
carriage -
erself — she
er finished.
Ua.xwell, ot
uid accon^-
became l
devoted t)
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FIRST VISITORS
289
literature, and was then at work on his Li/e of Don John of
Austria.
Their next visitors at Annat Lodge were John Leech and
Henry Wells (now Royal Academician), both intimate
friends, and when Mr. Wells left, Leech and Millais amused
themselves with fishing and shooting in various parts of
Perthshire, enjoying especially a week at Blair, where they
were entertained by the Duke of Athol. It was here that
" Mr. Hriggs," of Punch, originated in the fertile brain of
Leech.
In the late autumn of 1855 Millais took a small shooting on
the .south bank of the Tay called Tarsappie — handy of itself
as being near the town,
and, as he presently found,
equally handy for other
people who liked to poach
there. After some ex-
perience of their depre-
dations it occurred to him
that his keeper might
possibly be in league with
these gentry. So one day,
on the eve of a shootinir
party for which he had
arranged, he made a little
surprise visit to the ground,
when Mr. Keeper was
discovered reclining under
a tree with a goodly array of hares and partridges tastefully
arranged within reach. These Millais promptly made him
gather up and carry in front of him to Annat Lodge, growling
and groanino" all the wav under the heavy load. There was
a vacancy for a keeper at Tarsappie next morning.
Hut it was time now to get to work again in earnest.
Xothintr could be done durino- the honevmoon, and not much
w hile guests were about ; and with pictures in hand and
publishers pressing for drawings any further holiday was
impossible. So limiting his amusements to a day mw and
then at his shooting, Millais settled down to work for the
winter, taking uji, first, the special edition q\ Tennyson
published by Moxon, for which he made twelve drawings,
and afterwards eighteen illustrations for the edition pub-
lished by Macmillan. At these he worked mainly in the
I.— 19
WINTERTON CHURCH HKI.I.S
IJy John I,u;ird
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
Li«5S
(tt.
evenings, with the aid of a reflector lamp, commencing imme-
diately after dinner and seldom leaving off before midnight.
And this after painting most of the day !
Mr. Wells tells me that while he and Leech were there
the evenings were generally spent in this way, Millais
working away in the dining-room, in company with them-
selves and my mother ; and nothing surprised them so much
as the energy and persistence with which their host worked
while carrying on at the same time a lively conversation with
his wife and guests.
The picture called "Peace Concluded, 1856," but better
known as "The Return from the Crimea," was painted this
year, the subject being a wounded officer lying on a couch,
at the head of which is seated his wife. An Irish wolf-hound
is also lying curled up on the sofa. Of this picture Ruskin
in his " Notes" wrote in terms which have seemed somewhat
extravaoant to other critics : — " Titian himself could hardly
head him now. This picture is as brilliant in invention as
consummate in executive power. Both this and 'Autumn
Leaves ' will rank in future among the world's best master-
pieces."
Colonel " Bob" Malcolm sat for the man, and my mother
for the lady ; the portrait of her at this period being, I am
told, singularly life-like. The Irish wolf-hound, " Roswell,"
bred in the Queen's kennels, was given to my mother by a
Mr. Debas, and was the only pet animal she and my father
ever possessed. They were both much attached to him, but
he became such a terrible poacher that, to save him from
being shot, they sent him out to Australia, to my uncle,
George Gray, who found him most useful in hunting big-
kangaroos, until he came to an untimely end by eating some
poisoned meat that had been put out for the dingoes
The picture was purchased by Mr. James Miliar, of
Preston. It is not, however, a good example of his art,
though there are beautiful passages in the work.
"Autumn Leaves" is too well known to need any descrij)-
tion here. It was painted this year in the garden at Annat
Lodge, and probably in none of Millais' works is the charm
of the northern afterglow more strikingly presented. That
it was highly appreciated by Mr. Ruskin may be gatherees
Milier, of
of his art,
ny descrip-
n at An nut
the charm
ted. That
le oathered
rs to it as
is yet Con-
stance of ;i
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291
perfectly painted twilight. It is easy, as it is common, to
oive obscurity to twilij^ht, but to give the glow within its
darkness is another matter; and thouuh (iiorgione micrht
have come nearer the glow, he never gave the valley mist.
Note also the subtle difference between the purple of the
long nearer range of hills and the blue of the distant peak."
The picture (lately the property of Mr. James Leathart)
was originally sokl to Mr. lulen, of Lytham, from whom
it passed to Mr. Miller, the purchaser of " Peace Concluded."
How he came by it is amusingly told by a writer in the
Magazine of Art of November, 1896, who says: — "I
should like to relate to vou a circumstance connected with
'Autumn Leaves,' which I heard from Mr. Eden at Lytham.
When the picture reached him he did not like it, and he
asked the great painter to take it back ; but this. Mrs.
Millais said, was impossible. He was then told to sit
opposite it when at dinner for some months, and he would
learn to like it. He tried this, but alas ! disliked it more
and more. One dav a friend — I think Mr. Miller of
Preston — called, saw the picture, was enchanted, and said,
' Eden, I will give you any three of my pictures for
'Autumn Leaves.' 'As vou are a great friend,' said lulen,,
' you shall have It ' ; and so the picture changed hands.
This is what Mr. Eden told me, and it is on its way to
be amongst the world's masterpieces."
Besides these works Millais found time to paint, in the
spring of 1856, a small picture of a soldier in the 4?nd
Highlanders ("News from Home"), which he sold to Mr.
Arthur Lewis, and also a little portrait of Mrs. John Leech,
which he presented to her out of affection for her husband.
And in the Academy he exhibited, in addition to " Peace
Concluded" and " Autumn Leaves," a " Portrait of a Gentle-
man," " L'Enfant du Regiment," and "The Blind Girl."
To arranoe for this exhibition while continuing his work
in town, he left Annat Lodge at the beginning of April,
and took rooms in Langham Chambers along with his
friend Captain John Luard ; and here, while working with
a will, they enjoyed themselves right heartily, after the free-
and-easy fashion dear to the heart of youth. The two
painters kept open house to their friends, but generally
sjjent their evenings at the (jarrick, where many of the
literary and artistic celebrities of the day delighted to
congregate when their work was over.
292
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[1856
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As to Millais, he was in no wise cowed by the combined
forces of the Press and the Acadeiii)-, who now put forth
their strength to crush him as the leader of the new school
of artists. Knowing- that he stood on the vantage-ground
of truth, he faced his foes in full assurance of victory in
the end, whatever he might suffer in gaining it. And that
he did suffer — in person, if not in purse —is evident from
some of his letters to his wife, in which, as will presently
be seen, he complains bitterly of his treatment.
In readinir these letters it
must be borne in mind that in
those days a sfreat London news-
paper had far more influence in
'^ the formation of public opinion
than it has to-day, especially in
country places, where the utter-
ances of the great " Wc " were
too often regarded as "confirm-
ation strong as proof of Holy
Writ." Allowance, too, must be
made for the fact that the letters
were written in the hot youth
of a man keenly alive to praise
or blame, and whose whole
future depended on the issue
of the stru"t>"le in which he was
engaged. Not only were the
leading newspapers against him,
but some of the most influential
members of the Academy joined
in the crusade with an animosit}'
hardly conceivable in these
liberal and more enlightened times ; and but for the audacit)'
he displayed in his dealings with them, they would have
given him no chance of showing his pictures to advantage.
Happily all this sort of thing has long gone by. With
a magnanimity worthy of our greatest paper, the Y^wes
has made full amends for the mistakes of former years ; and
much the same thing may be said of other papers ; while
as to the Academy, it is to-da\- about as pure and fair a
tribunal as any on earth.
But now to the letters themselves, from which, as a picture
of my father's life at this period, I quote somewhat fully.
If
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Tennyson illustnilions. 1S57
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e combined
A- put forth
new school
icij^e -ground
victorv in
And that
/ident from
11 presently
: letters it
ind that in
ndon news-
influence in
jlic opinion
specially in
2 the utter-
We " were
; " confirm-
)f of Holy
)o, must be
; the letters
hot youth
e to praise
Dse whole
the issue
ich he was
were the
f^ainst him.
influential
emy joined
1 animosit}'
in these
le audacit)'
ould have
vantage.
by. \\^ith
:he Tinier
ears ; and
ers ; while
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295
Writin-ni;^ht ;
so I have j)U'nty of occui)alion. "
It will l)C st'tMi from the foliowinj;" letters how tlie workl.
the critics, and the purchasers of his pictures were ilisposed
towards him : —
''May 2iiii, 1S56.-- Tiie pri\ate view is j^oiiiL; oil, but I don't
1^0 near the Royal Academy, of course. I went for amuseiiKMit
to Christie's auction-rooms, to see RoiL^ers' j)ictures sold, and
there met Mr. Miller, who had just conu; from th(; exhibition,
ini_L;htily pleased with his ' Peace Concluded.' Mverythini^' is
^oinjj^ on splendidly, and I now wait for the v(;rtlict of the
public, who arc (lie only really (lisiiilcrcs/ai critics, I'^\(.'ry
day 1 meet with the Academicians 1 perceive new horrors.
So determinetl are they to insult every man who chooses to
j)urchase my works, that this year they have doiu,' the same
with Miller as thev tlid with Arden, when he bouL>ht ' 'I'htr
Order of Release.' I'Or the first time they have not sent
him an invitation to the dinner, at which he smiles, knowing'
the reason. Anyhow, it is rather a triumph for us, as these
wretched, un^entlemanly dealings only tend to reveal the truth. "
''May isl, 1S56. — 1 have just come from the Academy,
which is ojjcn to the public this mornin;^-. I saw lulen (the
owner of 'Autumn Leaves'), which was my reason lor
Lioiiiy;, but I didn't j^o into the rooms, as 1 did not wish to
i)e seen near my pictures. The impression of all the best
men is most llatterinq' to me, in spite of the same unjust and
determined opposition. On the whole, the critics are rather
worse than ever, but it really does not seem to matter much,
beyond leading' it^norant people to .say very foolish things.
" I have fountl out the name of the Times critic. It is
!• , an artist. I don't, indeed, expect any better treat-
ment from the Press in my lifetime, as the critics are too inti-
mately mixed up with the profession. Of course, there are
many criticisms as much in favour as some are aLiainst. I
would not see them, however, had not Leech made me look
at some, to see how absurdly contradictory they are ; but the
result is the same as in other years — there is no ('ettinu- near
the pictures at the opening" — so 1 am perfectly satisfied with
the reception of them this year.
"The only reason for being annoyed at the continued
Ijullying from the Press is on your account and that of your
family and friends, who think more of the matter than people
in London, who only laugh at it. ..."
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" .l/ffy ^^n/, 1S56. — I.iianl is sinoUiiii^ ljcni,L;iil\-, aiul asking:
inc ahoul tlic Roxal Acadcinv, and I lia\(' soiiir (lifVuulty li»
write tiiis aiul answer iiis ([ueslioiis about tile exiiihition. I
cannot tell yon of the incivility of certain of tin; nienihers
and their cantankerous and jealous criticisms and uii
generosity. It is nothiui^ new to nie. howevr. for I have
seen it for some years now. I dined at the (larrick yester
day. and saw I )a\i(l Roberts, k..\., and exchanincii civilities.
In the exhibition tluM'e is a very strikini^' portrait of Miss
(iuyanjos, by John Phillii) ; but Landseer and others say it
is only a libel on her. . . . (iambart | the d(;aler| has been
here, but I cannot ^v\ him to
si^n the paper. No one will,
under the; j)resent state of the
co|)yri;4ht law. If he signed
it he would be responsible for
the actions of others, which no
man woukl do. Besides, there
would always be such a draiJ
in the sale of the picture, for
men will not purchase anythini^
with a claim still on it. There
is a oreat stir in the matter of
coi)yrioht, and I think some-
thino' will be done. As it stands,
I hear it is imjwssible to oljtain
an) ^ igal hold in the matter.
But enough of 'shop.' I must
be off to the Royal Academy again, to make a sketch of
the heads in 'Autumn Leaves' for the lUustnitcd London
Neii)s. ..."
The plot continued to thicken. Next day INIillais writes : —
" 1 hope this will come to hand before you see the Times,
which is nujre wickedly against me this year than ever. It
is well understood here that the criticism is not above board,
and that there is more than mere ignorance in the man.
Beyond a sudden surprise on seeing the criticism, I was not
much disturbed, as it has been my fate from the first, and
probably will be to the last, to meet with ungenerous treat-
ment from news|)apers. A very young man doesn't get
900 guineas for his pictures without some attempt at de-
traction. I am of course greatly astonished, as it is settle 1
that I am to paint the principal man of the paper. Th s
v:> • -
1856
my
■ 1'85''
aiul asUiiiL;
(lit'ruulty t<»
hil)iti()iK I
K! inciulHTs
s and ini
for I liavc
rrick ycstor-
L.'il civilities,
ait of Miss
)tli('rs say it
r) has hc'c-n
tji't him to
•in onv will,
state of the
f he sij^iu'd
ponsible for
rs, which no
L;si(les, there
sucli a tlra_n
picture, tor
;\se anything
n it. Tiiere
ie matter of
hink some-
As it stands,
e to obtain
the matter,
op.' I must
I sketch of
/cd London
s writes : —
the Tiuics,
n ever. It
30 ve boartl,
the man.
I was not
e first, and
irons treai-
loesn't i^c t
II pt at d( -
t is settled
per, Th s
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LKTIKKS K) INS WII'K
299
I lakes it a riddle, ind will doubtless cause sirani.^i' obscrva-
tlons. All I boi^ of you and \oin' family is to s\ail and see
low one \ou;i'' man will obli-'c the ''reat llrilish oroan to
idter their \ iews. There is sonic underhand trickery which
must sooner or later come to li.nht. I am not ;it all sure that
ii does not spring; from the .\cadem\ itself; indeed, there is
t very reason to su|)j)ose it does. The <'n\\ and this deter-
ininetl cabal .inainst me make me lono lo return home. In
one wortl. I have the whole of the
Koval Acadenu (with one or two
exceptions) dead ajuainst me, which
niak(;s all intercourst; with them
unpleasant. The ' Peace Concluded '
has sold for a i^reat tieal more than
anv othi.-r i)icture in the Koval
y\cademy e.\ceptin|H' Landseer's, and
I shall obtain a still better price;
next vear. With this knowledue,
I think we may rest verj' well
satisfied, as such solid success is
never achieved ai^ainst such jjowerful
oppositi(.n without its havino un-
mistakable deserts. This the world
will see, in spite of all these shameful
attempts to ruin me.
" I hope you will not care a straw
for the 7//;/<\v' criticism. Our fathers
will feel it much more than we, as
they know less of the humbug" of
the British Press. People here in
London soon perceive the injustice
of such articles, so they _t;() for nothing ; but of course it
retards my position in the country, where people regard as
l^ospel what they read in the newspapers. Now let me
assure you that 1 am 'quite calm' (as the P'rench sav), and
Siil>v mu l'i;\NVS(i\ li.i.usi KAiroNs
(Sin. 1857
you must not disturb yourself by picturino- me in the act of
tearing;- my hair for mortification. Nothing- of the kind,
my love ; I am (|uite merry."
When the Academy was opened to the puljlic an extra-
ordinary amount of interest w
was alwavs a big crowd roun
shy to go near them himself.
as shown in his work. There
d his pictures, but he was too
On May ^^th, 18^6, he writc:s in the following str;
un
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1856
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1;.
I'
never expected such complete success as the pictures arc
making-. People cannot ,i!;et near the two largest. I saw
Marochetti [the j^reat Italian sculptor who worked in Eng-
land] yesterday, and he made several attempts, but could sec
nothinsjf. What the 13aron said is sufficientlv cheerins
odd to see the man who at the time of the war was dreaded
by both the army and the navy brought before the public,
to receive in his turn their criticism. ..."
[1856
I 56]
BIRTH OF A SON
3^5
;tle how he
"erent ways
the picture
lirectly the
. . Now 1
I have had
posely kept
intelHoent
had been
1 last year)
I inlluence,
jt, curiously
henever an
comes out
rni there is
favuurable
e papers. . . .
here is such
)r my works,
d not to be
1 by these
I other poor
and I think
reason for
ion this year
sn great in-
my prices.
s, of course,
C2000. . . .
narks from
Jt conscien-
care ; and
mis of the
Inent meted
first time,
liean lecture
Im Howard
lar. It w;is
('as dreaded
the public,
^&
•fc^r;'
i^iff%S=^
Here follows an account of the lecture, which took place
before empty seats, in spite of the eulogistic prelude of the
Times ; for only the famous correspondent's personal friends
mustered in force : — " I dined at the (iarrick with Reade,
tlie author of // is N^ever too Late to Mend. He is
delighted with my pictures, and regards all criticism as
worthless. He has never been revieived at all in the Times,
although his book has passed through more editions than
most of the first-class novels.
White [the dealer] brought a
finished proof of ' The Hugue-
not ' this morning, and the
few slight corrections I^arlow
[the engraver] has to make
will not take him more than
a week ; so you may look for
it very soon."
On Mav ;oth Annat Lodge
was enlivened by the birth of
Millais' first child (P^verett),
news of which he conveved
to his cousin, Mrs. George
Hodgkinson, in the following
terms: — "Just a line to say
that I am the distinguished
owner of a little gentleman.
The nurse, of course, says it
is like me, adding that it is an
extremely handsome produc-
tion I But what nurse does
not say the same thing ? How-
ever, it has blue eyes and a
little downy brown on the top
of its head."
For the holiday season
Millais took the manse of Brig-o'-Turk in Glenfinlas, and in
August he and my mother went there, accompanied by her
sisters, Alice and Sophie Gray. Here, after an interval of
shooting and fishing, he painted a small portrait of the
niinister — a hard-featured and by no means prepossessing-
Celt — and then, returning to Annat Lodge, he set to work
on "Pot-pourri" and "Sir Isumbras at the ?\)rd."
h^oreseeing that an account of her husband's pictures —
I. — 20
SKKICH KOH sr. AdNKS. 1S56
3o6
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1856
1,1-
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It
V.
how, when, and where they were painted, and what became
of them — would some day be of interest, my mother deter-
mined to ii '
%
VVB^'UMiiJiU^
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W' ■
le south bank of
also aided he
" THK liLIXl) GIRr.." 1856
/>')' /lermissioi! oj t/ic Corporation 0/ Birmingham
I i
s..;
P
sie, and had made a very beautiful
horse when Gambart, the dealer, saw the picture, and offered
/,8oo for it, but said the horse was too small. Millais
refused this price, thinking- he ouLjht to get more, ,u\d
(lambart left. After a little while Millais began to think
the horse was too small, and most unfortunately took it out.
and finished by making his animal too large. All the critics
cried out about the huge horse, called it Roman-nosed, and
said every kind of absurd thing about it, forgetful of the
beauty of the rest of the picture. The critics would.
ROSWKLL. 1856
perhaps, not have been so ill-natured had they known the
sufferings the horse cost the painter, who worked out of
doors in the dead of w'nter, sometimes in frost and snow,
perched on a ladder, and sometimes slicing in bitter east and
north wind with his caivas secured by ropes to prevent
it falling. The horse was never still for one instant, and
like the painter was greatly aggravated by the intense cold.
I had to send down warm soups and wine every now and
then and attend to things generally. After the Academy
closed without any offer being made for the picture, Millais
determined to have it back to Scotland, and once more to
entirely repaint the horse. After some months he completed
it. The same animal came and stood day after day in our
yard, the representation of the old one having been com-
pletely rem.oved from the canvas by means of benzole,
3 '°
JOHN KVERKTT MILLAIS
[1856
the smell of which ilrovc- us out of the paiiitini^-rooni fdr
a ilay or two. The new horse now appeared, to my mind,
exactly like the first one. It was almost fmished. when one
day, whilst it was still wet in places, a strong' wind arose
and hlew over the iron chair to which the j)ictur(.' had been
imperfectly fixed, one corner .n'oinj;' like a nail ri^^ht through
the head of the knijL;ht. 'IMiis was a dreadUil accident, and
Millais was in a terrible state of mind, vowing- he would
never touch or look at it ae^ain. However, in the courst;
of a dav or two a firm of London canvas makers mended
^
1,
I'lRST SKKTCH I'OR " PKACK CONtlLl'DKI)/ 1855
it sc' beautifully that the rent could not be seen. I thoui^ht
this picture doomed to failure, for on the day it left us to go to
the Liverpool Exhibition, it poured in such torrents and was
so stormy, that I became superstitious. However, with the
new horse and the knights leg lengthened, it attracted con-
siderable attention in Liverpool, and the committee did not
know whether to give Millais the prize of £^o for it or tor
his ' Blind Girl.' 'The Blind Girl,' however, carried the d '.y
by one vote."
Colonel Campbell, nn officer quartered in Perth, sat < t
the figure of the knight, whilst the little boy and girl wtie
respectively the artist's eldest son and Miss Nellie SalnK i,
now Mrs. Zieghr.
' heard hi''h
above the jackal's yelp ot his
tdllowers. I'he threat critic
could see in it no sini^ie point
for admiration ; only faults of
fact, of sentiment, antl of Art ;
hut now that time and varnish
luive done their work. \\v. fmd
il as inii\'ersally praist^d as it
was formerlv condemneel — a
lesson that livint^" painters may
well take to heart for their
comfort in times of depression.
Mr. .Stephens, who has
written so well on Millais'
works, sa)'s of this picture:
"'.Sir Isumbras at the r^)rd '
was the subject of the picture
Millais made his leadin,u^ work
in the year 1857. It represented
an ancient knight, all clad in
l^olden armour, who had gone
through the glories of this life
- -war honour, \ictory and reward, wealth and pride. Though
he is aged and worn with war, his eye is still bright
with the glory of human life, and yet he has stooped his
magnificent pride so far as to helj), true knight as he was,
two little children, and carries them over a river ford upon
the saddle of his grand war-horse, woodcutter's children as
th'.'y were. The face of this warrior was one of those pic-
torial victories which can derive their success from nothing
le;;s than inspiration. The sun was setting beyond the forest
Wrm
KKICII FOR 'TlIK CklSAl iKKS.
A picture never ccjiiipluteil
1856
312
|()MN HVKRKTT MILLAIS
[«H57
if
ll
r
t
k.,
that jtjatlKTcd about llic river's niarjj^ln, and. in its ^^Inrioiis
cl('ca(l('iic(;. symlxdiscd the nearly s|)ent life of the warrior.
In iiis .Vo/ts OH the (irosi'cnor d'a/Zcry, 1SS5, he ^'ives ,1
vivid account of what followed on the i-xiiibition of th(
picture.' in 1S57. " 'I'he appearance of 'Sir Isunihras,'" he
says, "j)roduced a tremendous sensation. Satires, skits,
jokes, ciehi)erate analyses and criticisms most of them
appli(!d to purposes and technical aims not within the artist's
intention when the |)icture was in hand - crowded the
FIRST SKKICH I'OK "Sn< ISI'.MIIKAS-
columns of the comic as of the more serious journals. Utter
ruin and destruction were prophesied of the artist who, some-
what rashly, had followed a technical purpose, but whose;
success in that respect cannot now be questioned. Amon'4
the most edifying of the comments published on 'Sir Isun'-
bras ' was a large print entitled 'A Nightmare,' and believed
to be the work of Mr. F. Sandys, a distinguished brother
artist, who probably was not without grievances of his own
against critics. It generally reproduced the work in a lud -
crous manner, and showed the painter while in the act i !
crossing the ford on the back of a loud-braying ass. Seate 1
. -.71
''SIR ISUMHKAS"
313
(• warrior,
( 1 the front of the sacUUc. in the phuc of one of llic wood
( ittor's chiltlrcn, Mr. I )aiuc Ci. Rosscui is sii|)|)oriccl by llic
iiiii^hty liaiuls of tlic steel-clad kiii_L;lu. (Min^in;^ rouiul the
v.aist of the champion is a (|iiaitu niannikin. witii a shi-af of
painter's bruslies sluw^ at his back, instead of thi- orii^inal
ti;4iire, meant for Mr. W. Ilohnan lliint. I'he intention of
lie designer of this satire was to su^j^cst tlie position of the
( )ld Masters and the modern critics at this period. ( )n tlie
hank of tht; river are three (hfferent tij^ures of M. An,neio,
Titian, and Raphael. The first stands with his face a\ertcd
and his arms folded, while Titian and Raphael kneel in front
of him, lookinj^- towards the animal and his freii^ht. A small
scroll {)roceeds from the animal's mouth, with the leL^end,
Orate |)ro nobis.' This print was not without its |L;ood
technical c|iialities, and, except so far as the ass and the
smallest riders were concerned, did no very j^rave injustice
to any of the figures. Instead of his sheathed sword an
artist's mahl-stick was suspended to the i^irdle of Sir John
Millais, and by the side of this hun^' a bunch of peacock's
feathers and a larue paste-pot, inscribed 'P.-R.H.,' for ' Vnt-
Raphaelite liroiherhood.' "
The lines relatini;' to Sir Isumbras, which appeared in the
.\cademy Cataloi^ue in Old English type, were written for the
occasion !)y Tom Taylor, who also wrote the extremely
humorous verses attached to Mr. Sandys' skit. The former
I ]L,nve here.
"The goodc hors that the knyghte bestrode,
I trow his backe it was full brode,
And wighte and warie still he wode,
Noght reckinge of rivere :
He was so niuckle and so stronge,
And thereto so wonderlich longe
In londe was none his peer.
N'as hors but by him seemed smalle.
The knyghte him ycleped Launcival ;
But lords at borde and grooms in stalle
Yclept him Graund Destrere."
About the sale of this work my mother had a _f»ood tale
to tell. One evenino- in 1858, when they were livint^ in
London, she was standing- outside the houst;, waiting for the
do(jr to be opened, when she was accosted by a grey-haired
man in shabby garments, who said he, too, wished to come
in. The observation startled her, for she had never seen
th(; man before ; and, mistaking him in the darkness for a
3H
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
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tramp, she told him to ^^o away. " But," pleaded the;
strancrer, with a merry twinkle in his eye, " I want ' The
Kniu^ht Crossing- the Ford,' ajid I viust have it!" The
idea now dawned upon her that he was a harmless lunatic,
to be got rid of by a little quiet persuasion. This, therefore,
she tried, but in vain. The only reply she got was, " Oh,
beautiful drat^on ! I am Charles Reade, who wrote Never
Too Late to Mend, and I simply must have that picture,
though I am but a poor man. I would write a whole
three-volume novel on it, and then have sentiment enough
to spare. I only wish I had someone like you to guard my
house ! "
And he got the picture ! For, though a stranger to my
mother, my father knew him well, and was pleased to find
on his return home that it had fallen into his hands. Reade
was, in fact, an intimate friend of Millais, and when in town
they met together almost daily at the Garrick Club.
That he was proud of his purchase the following letter to
Millais attests : —
From Charles Reade,
Garrick Club.
"Il Makstro, — The picture is come, and shall be hung
in the drawing-room. I cannot pretend to point out exactly
what you have done to it, but this I know — it looks admir-
ably well. I hope you will call on me and talk it over. I am
very proud to possess it. Either I am an idiot, or it is an
immortal work. " Yours sincerely,
" Charles Reade."
In another letter he says : — " It is the only picture admitted
into the room, and has every justice I can t':nder it. As
I have bought to keep, and have no sordid interest in crying
it up, you must allow me to write it up a little. It is in-
famous that a great work of Art should be libelled as this
was some time aoo."
In a letter to Millais, asking for a ticket for the ''private
view" day at the Academy, he says: — "The private view,
early in the morning, before I can be bored with cackle )f
critics and entangled in the tails of women, is one of ti'C
things worth living for, and I shall be truly grateful if y u
will remember your kind promise and secure me tl's
pleasure."
[i857
pleaded the;
want ' The
it ! " The
iless lunatic,
is, therefore,
t was, "Oh,
A^rote Never
that picture,
ite a whole
nent enough
to guard my
inger to my
iased to find
nds. Reade
hen in town
ub.
^inof letter to
icK Cluh.
udl be hung
t out exactly
looks admir-
over. I am
, or it is an
Is Reade."
ire admitted
ider it. As
ist in crving
It is in-
illed as this
Ihe " private
'ivate view,
Ih cackle )f
one of ti'C
Iteful if y ;u
}e me tl'is
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tOf
Ira
fllK
K(
vvlad that we ijot it,
and Lady Millais too. One
day 1 asked him what he
thouoht of putting some
trappings on the horse,
and he jumped at the
'dea, saying that he should
like to have the chance
of iniorovincr the outline
1. Q
— the silhouette, as you
may still see it in Hollyer's
photo — and relieve and
break the blackness of
the beast.
" Thenceforward we
went about, my wife and
1, taking notes and studies
of horse - trappings and
armour wherever we met with them. Our most promising
finds were in the F^scurial, in the armoury at ^Madrid. One
day in 1892 (it was July iith) he wrote asking us to let him
have it, and to send him our notes. There was to be an
exhibition at the Guildhall, and he wanted it to be seen again.
So I sent it with the notes and a photo, on which I roughly
pencilled what we thought it needed, viz., a fuller throat, a
crest, a dilated nostril, a twisted tail, a deeper girth (to give
th(; horse strength to carry the man in armour, not to speak
of the children), a broad bridle, instead of the thin green
MOTHKK AND CHILI). On. iS6o
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
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and yellow rein, and lastly the trappinijs. We also wanted
the L»reen and yellow bridle abolished, and a certain <^arish
flower by the horse's ear. We particularly begged him to
leave the exceptionally large, open eyes of the girl, as being
characteristic of 1857 and of the effect he then sought. He
kept it a month. I confess we were nervous, knowing the
difficulty he was sure to feel in matching the work of 1857,
and feeling our own audacity in having ventured to suggest
by the pencilling on the
photo just what we wanted
done and no more. I tried
more than once to see him,
and once Mrs. Holford
came with me, but whether
he was there or not, we
could not get into the
studio. But on August
1 1 th the picture came back
finished.
" We were (and are still)
delighted with what he
did. He just removed the
blot, and the picture re-
mained all that we loved
most in his work — a
splendid portrait of an
old man, an adorable little boy, and a glorious landscape, a
strong but balanced scheme of colour, and a composition
which, by selecting the pictorial moment, tells a simple story
— a romance if you will— that makes us all akin.
'' Here is the letter he wrote me (copy enclosed) : —
STUDY OF A CHIL!>
Ci'i'
To Mr. Benson,
"2. Palace Gate, Kensington,
"August nth, 1892.
" Dear Benson, — ^Send for the Knight on Saturday
morning, as I have done all I can for the picture, and very
glad I am to have had the opportunity of making it so
complete. I have seen many old and useful drawings at tlu;
Heralds' College, where they have the whole pageant of tbj
Field of the Cloth of Gold meeting of Henry VHI. and
Francis I., and some of the harness is covered with belli,
['85/
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"THE ESCAPE OF A HERETIC" 319
also Wcinted
rtain 'parish
roed him to
irl, as beinn
ought. He
cnowing the
)rk of 1857,
J to suggest
lino; on the
It we wanted
lore. I tried
:e to see him,
Ts. Holford
, but whether
: or not, we
et into the
on August
re came back
(and are still)
th what he
removed the
picture re-
at we loved
work — a
trait of ail
and scape, a
composition
simple story
2d) :—
11///, 1892.
n Saturday
e, and very
aking it so
vings at tb.e
reaiit of the
VIII. and
with bell-,
which adds a pleasant suggestion of jingle to the Knight's
progress. I have also been studying horses daily, and the
stud ib good enough now. It was most incorrect, and has
necessitated a great deal of work.
' Faulty as it undoubtedly was, the poetry in the picture
ought to have saved it from the savage onslaught of all the
critics, notably John Ruskin, who wrote of it, 'This is not
a fiasco, but a catastrophe.'
" On the other hand, Thackeray embraced me — put his
arms round my neck and said, ' Never mind, my boy, go on
painting more such pictures.' ... I am very proud of
having painted it, and delighted to know it is in the hands
of one who appreciates its merits.
" Sincerely yours,
"J. E. MiLLAIS."
As a matter of fact the alterations took the artist a very
short time to complete, when he had once decided what they
should be. After lunch he would stroll up Kensington
Gardens to the " Row," where he leaned over the rails,
making a few notes and rough outlines of horses as they
passed along, until he got the particular movement of the
animal that he wanted to express. But, as will be gathered
from his letter, the preliminary work involved a good deal
of trouble.
In the spring of iirls are sitti
ni
wi
me in pe
,'rfect
(|uiet. as
are still verv unwel
SKKTCH KOR " KUTH." Cin. 18
th
they
iN either of them could eat
any breakfast, and every-
thinj^ is whirling- about them,
as it is with me. Otherwise
I am perfectly comfortable,
havinji^ manast them
here airain. There is certainlv a dash of the French about
them all, for they are all so extraordinarily happy and
satisfied with themselves."
After this visit he went off shooting and fishing, as usual,
for a couple of months, and on his return to Bowerswell he
nearly finished the " Apple Blossoms," and commenced (in
October) " The Vale of Rest."
Here my mother's note-book again proves helpful as an
illustration of his life and work at this period ; interesting,
too, as a reflection of her own views on the only subject on
which they were at variance. As a strict Presbyterian she
greatly disliked his working on Sundays, as he often did
when the painting fever was strong upon him ; and her
entries on this subject :ire at once quaint and characteristic.
She writes : — " Mr. Millais exhibited no pictures in 1858. He
began a last picture of a Crusader's return, and stuck, after
five months' hard labour. I was much averse to his painting
every Sunday, and thought no good would come of it, as he
took no rest, and hardly proper time for his meals. He
made no progress, only getting into a greater mess ; so when
spring came we were thankful to pack up the picture and go
to Scotland. Here he occupied himself on his ' Spring'
apple blossoms piccure, but did not set vigorously to work
till the autumn. This winter [1858] he has achieved an
immensitv of work, and I attribute his success (jreatlv to his
never workinir on Sundav all this vear. I will describe his
pictures of this year in ord'^r, and begin with the Nuns
(' The Vale of Rest '), which, like all his best works, was
executed in a surprisingly short sj^ace of time. ■
" It had long been Millais' intention to paint a picture with
nuns in it. the idea first occurriniif to him on our weddiu''"
tour in 1855. On descending the hill by Loch Awe, frofi
Inverary, he was extremely struck with its beauty, and & :
coachman told us that on one of the islands there were tl '
[1858
IS be would
really looks
i\vn me two
n's, both of
•om looking;'
in the arm-
er. I can't
lonost them
rench about
happy and
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"THE VALE OF REST"
329
ng, as usual,
iwerswell he
iimencecl (in
elpful as an
interesting',
y subject on
byterian she
le often did
n ; and her
haracteristic.
1858. He
stuck, after
lis painting
of it, as he
meals. He
so when
ture and go
is ' Spring'
ly to work
ichieved an
eatly to his
lescribe his
the Nuns
works, Wcis
picture with
ur weddiii'i'
Awe, froiii
ty, and tb '
'e were tl '
ss
iiins of a monastery. We imagined to ourselves the beauty
of the picturesque features of the Roman Catholic religion,
and transported ourselves, in idea, back to the times before
the Reformation had torn down, with bigoted zeal, all that
was beautiful from antiquity, or sacred from the piety or
remorse of the founders of old ecclesiastical buildings in
this country. The abbots boated and fished in the loch, the
vesper bell pealed forth the ' Ave Maria ' at sundown, and
the organ notes of the Virgin's hymn were carried bjy the
water and transformed into a sweeter melody, caught up on
the hillside and dying away in the blue air. We pictured,
too, white-robed nuns in boats, singing on the water in the
quiet summer evenings, and chanting holy songs, inspired by
the loveliness of the world around them. . . .
" Millais s'dW he was determined to paint nuns some day,
and one lighi this autumn, being greatly impressed with the
beauty of the sunset (it was the end ot October), he rushed
for a large canvas, and began at once; upon it, taking for
backgroimd the wall of our garden at Bowerswell, with the
tall oaks and poplar trees behind it. The sunsets were
lovely for two or three nights, and he dashed the work in,
softening it afterwards in the house, making it, I thought,
even less purple and gold than when he saw it in the sky.
The effect lasted so short a time that he had to paint like
lightning.
" It was about the end of October, and he got on very
rapidly with the trees and worked every afternoon, patiently
and faithfully, at the poplar and oak trees of the background
until November, when the leaves had nearly all fallen. He
was seated very conveniently for his work just outside our
front door, and, indeed, the principal part of the picture,
excepting where the tombstones come, is taken from the
terrace and shrubs at Bowerswell."
The backgroimd of " The V^ale of Rest " remains very
much to-day what it was when Millais painted it. A few
of the old trees are gone, but there are the same green
terraces, and the same sombre hedges ; there, too, is the
corner of the house which, under the artist's hands, appeared
as an ivy-covered chapel. The grave itself he painted from
one freshly made, in Kinnoull churchyard ; and much amused
he was by the impression he made while vv-orking there.
Close by lived two queer old bachelors who, in Perth, went
by the names of " Sin " and " Misery." They watched him
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intently as he painted away clay by clay amongst the tombs
without even stopping for refreshment, and after the first day
thev came tcj the conclusion that he made his livintr b\
portraying the graves of deceased persons. So they good-
naturedly brought him a glass o( wine and cake every day,
and said what they could by way of consolation for the hard-
ships of his lot.
The rest of the tale is thus told by my mother: — "The
graveyard portion was painted some months later, in the very
cold weather, and the wind often threatened to knock the
SKKTCH FOR ILLUSTRATION. 1858
frame over. The sexton kept him company, made a grave
for him, and then, for comfort's sake, kept a good hre in the
dead-house. There Miilais smoked his pipe, ate his lunch,
and warmed himself."
It is always interesting to hear from artists who have
painted a successful picture, how and under what circum-
stances it was done. One man will tell you that his W(^rk
was the inspiration of a moment, and the whole thing v ;is
clashed off in a few days, maybe a few hours ^as was Lard-
seer's " Sleeping Bloodhound." Another has, perhaps, sp' nt
months or years on some great work; it has been paint d,
repainted, altered a hundred times, anci then not satisfied ; k;
painter. Again, an unsatisfactory pose of a figure has ot lmi
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driven a conscientious artist to the verge of insanity. And
tliis was the case with the figure of the woman digging
in "The Vale of Rest." I have heard my mother say she
never had such a time in her life as when my father was
painting that woman.
Flverything was perfect
ill the picture except this
wretched female, and no-
thing would induce her to
go right.' Every day for
seven weeks he painted and
repainted her, with the re-
sult that the figure was
worse than ever, and he
was almost distracted.
My mother then pro-
ceeded to hatch a plot with
my grandmother /o steal
the pict7i7'e ! This was
skilfully effected one day
when he had left his work
for a few hours. The two
arch -plotters took it be-
tween them and carried it
into a wine-cellar, where it
was securely locked up.
When the painter re-
turned to work and found
his treasure gone he was,
of course, in a dreadful state
ot mind, and on discovering
the trick that had been
played him, he tried every
means to make them give
it up to him ; but this they
steadfastly refused to do.
Here then was a predica-
ment ! For some days he would settle to nothing, and the
model, who received good payment, would insist on coming
evt-ry day and sitting in the kitchen, saying that she was
engaged till the picture was finished. The situation at last
became comic — Millais furious, the conspirators placid,
smiling, but firm, and the model immovable.
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
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atc'i
il
It.. .'
It,
At last he was persuaded to set to work on some
colour replicas of "The Huguenot" and "The Heretic, ' lor
Mr. Ganibart. ans
that he painted. I remember, however, a case in which the
power was not recognised ; in fact, the objects painted failetl
to convey the faintest notion of what they were intended to
represent. An old Scotchman, after looking at ' The Vale
of Rest ' for some time, said to my brother in my hearing,
' Well, the picture s all well enough, but there 's something
I don't like.' My brother, who was always ready to listen to
any criticism, said, ' What don't you like ? Speak out, don't
be afraid ! '
" * Well,' said he, ' I don't like the idea of water in a
grave.' ' Water in a grave.'* ' said my brother. 'Well, there
it is, plain enough' (pointing to a mattock), 'pouring ••>to
the grave.' He had actually mistaken the sheen of a rteel
mattock for a jet of water, and the handle for a bridge ycross
the grave. This was too good a story not to be passe J.
round, and it was told on the occasion of the picture being
privately exhibited at the Langham Chambers, just before
being sent to the Royal Acade:-.y. There was a good
assemblage of people, and amongst them, though unrecog-
nised, the old gentleman himself. The story was told with
great gusto by John Leech (in my presence), and a roar of
laughter followed, coupled with the words. ' What an old ass
he must have been ! ' Whereupon the old gentleman sprang
up from the sofa and said, ' I 'm the verra man mysel'.' It
was honest of him, to say the least."
Mr. M. H. Spielmann, who has carefully studied Millais'
works, says of it : — " This picture I have always felt to be one
of the greatest and most impressive ever painted in England ;
one in which the sentiment 's not mawkish, nor the tragedy
melodramatic a [picture to look at with hushed voice and
bowed head ; in which the e.xecution is not overwhelmed ly
the story ; in which the story is emphasised by the coi^'
[1858
iomc water
leretic," for
n them he
) evenlLially
nisuike I;iy,
about this,
■' Milhiis, as
the realistic
ish, and the
:e the things
in which the
linted failed
intended to
: ' The Yale
my hearini;-,
s somethiiiL;'
y to listen to
ak out, don't
water in a
['Well, there
irinj^' •'■.to
n of a rteel
>ridge across
be passed
(icture beinu^
just before
as a g^ood
(^h un recoi-
ls told with
id a roar of
t an old ass
man sprang"
mvser.' It
lied Millais'
elt to be one
n En^iand ;
the tragec'v
_1 voice and
whelmed ly
the coi \
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"THOSE TERRIBLE NUNS
33?>
position ; and in which the composition is worthy of the
b,indiinj4"."
"This is the vear Mr. Millais '^ave forth those terrible
nuns in the jj^raveyard " : thus Mr. launch characterised the
year 1859.* Even Ruskin, denouncini;- the methods, and
;ulmittini4' (unjustly) the utrliness and " fri,^htiulness " of the
figures, was constrained to allow it nobility of horror, if
horror it was, and the i^reatness of the touchin*," sentiment.
His charjj^e of crudeness in the painting" no longer holds
oood. Time — that i^rand Old Master to which Millais did
homaue in act and word — has done the work the artist
intended him to do ; and 1 venture to think that in the New
(iailery of liritish Art there will be no more impressive, no
more powerful w(jrk than that which shocked the .Art world
of 1859.
In 1862 Millais saw how he could imj)rove the face of the
nun that is seated at the head of the <;rave, so he had the
|)icture in his studio for a week, and repainted the head from
a Miss Lane.
During- 1858 was also painted ''The Love of James the
First of Scotland." It will be remembered that this un-
fortunate monarch was confined for many years in Windsor
Castle. In the garden below his prison used to walk the
beautiful Lady Jane Beaulort, and he fell in love with her ;
but his only means of communicating with her was by
dro|)ping letters through the bars of the grated window.
This is the scene represented in the picture. The castle
and wall were taken from the pictures(|ue old ruin of Hal-
housie Castle, which overlooks the North Inch of Perth. On
p. 361 is given a photo of the exact wall, with the model's hand
dropping a love-letter from the window. Millais' model
for this picture was Miss Eyre, of Kingston, whose sister.
Miss Marv Evre, he also painted the following \ear as " Ihe
Bride " — a girl with passion flowers in her hair. +
While the work was in hand, an o'd woman came for three
days, and stood staring alternately at the artist and the
castle, evidently without any notion of what he was about.
Disliking the presence of observers while he was at work, he
looked up suddenly and exclaimed, '" Well, what are you
* The Times was this year favoiiraljle, and acknowledged "The \'ale of Rest"
as a work of merit.
t This lady was singularly like the Counfss de (">rey, and on this account the
porMait \'as purchased at a sale by Lord de (.rey.
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lookinf^ at?" To v/hich she replied, " Weel — that s juist
what a was traein tae ask ye. What am yo/i nloweriii at ? '
Cetera desiinl.
To the uninitiated I may explain that, in the Scotch tongue,
"glowerin " means staring' rudely and intently.
At this time (November, 1S59), thouj^h work went 011
briskly, bet^an a lono" period of anxiety on account of my
mother's health, ensuinij^ on the birth of her eldest d.-'ULjhter.
She ha'' impri! 'endy j^one. one cold winter's da\ . to MurthK,
l'^ iraki ": d, ,.■;.».':> of sonic tapesirv in die old castle, for oiu.'
ot my f.rf npr':. iiictures ; and, sitting- lono' at her task, she
contraccec: 1 chii', which affected the optic nerves of both
her eves. A tempn irv remedv was found, but in late \ears
the mischief ai^ain reai)i)eared, to the permanent detriment
of her eyesight.
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SOPHIA CRAY. 1S53
otch tono'uc,
CHAPTl'R IX.
The slriigj^lc of 1859 — Millais seriously feels the attacks made upon liim, Init
determines to fij^lit — Insulted at every turn— Origin of "Tlie \'ale of Kcst " —
The flight for indejiendence — "'I'he lUaok llrunswicker " -Millais ck'scrihes it —
Dickens' daughter sits for the lady Mrs. i'eruxini describes her sittinj^s —
Faint jjraise from the Press— (ircal success of the |)icture Holman Hunt
likewise successful Millais' black-and-white work Letters t - iis '*'e — Lady
W'aterford.
WI'^ come now to the turning-point in ' '• it'e of the
painter — to the period when, with the v ctj^tion of
a lew stronj4 men (if irdepcmlcnt judgment all the powers
of the Art world were .set in array against i, i the critics,
the Academy, and the Press — and, under their conibined
inlluence, even the picture-dealers beoan to look askance
at his works as things of doubtful merit. Buyers, too, held
aloof, not darinL>" to trust their own judgment in opposition io
so i^reat an authority as Mr. Ruskin ; for by this time Ruskin
had attained a position in the land absolutel)' unapproachecl
by any other critic before- or since. With a charm of diction
unequalled in English prose, he had formulated certain
theories of his own which every artist must accej)t or reject
iiiider peril of his severest condemnation ; and as " Sir
Isiimbras" — the last of Millais' works that mav be termed
purely Pre-Raphaelite was found to sin at^ainst these re-
quirements, it fell under his ban as utterly unworthy of the
applause it had gained horn the public.
It has been well said that "the eye of a critic is often like
a microscope, made so very fine and nice that it discovers
the atoms, grains, and minutest particles without ever com-
prehending- the whole, comparing the parts, or seeing all
at once the harmony." And, as will presently be seen, that
was, in Millais' view at least, the affliction from which
Mr. Ruskin was suffering at this time.
It is not given to every man to withstand such a for-
midable attack as that to which m\' father was now exposed.
Fiom the financial [)oint of view the .-..tuation was critical
335
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[1859
(rif'ij
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in the cxtrcine. Ruin stured him in the face — ruin to him-
self, his wife, and family. One cannot therefore vvoiuK r
that, under the strain and peril of the time, his letters
betray not only his amazement at the crass stupidity of sonic
of his critics, but his deep sense of injury, and a rooted
belief that envy, hatred, and malice were at the bottom of
all this uproar.
All this, together with a record of his doings during- the
months of April and May, 1S59, will be found in the follow-
uv^ extracts from his letters, in reading" which it must be
borne in mind that these letters were intended only for the
eye of his wife, for whose comfort at this trying' time he
would naturally and rightly oj)en his mind without any
thought of ei;()tism or empty boast.
The letters are dated from his father's house at Kinj^ston,
to which in joyous anticipation of success at the cominj^
Royal Academy b^xhibition he betook himself with his
pictures early in April.
"South Co/iaoi\ yf/i April. There are three or fcnir
people after my pictures, and I have no doubt of makini^
more than I expected by them. William will write to xoii
about what was said, but I will simply tell you in a word
that nothiuL,^ could j)ossibly be more successful, 'The Nuns'
especially. I have called it
' The \'ale of Rest,
Where tlie weary find repose ' —
from one of Mendelssohn's most lovely part-sonjj|'s. i heard
William sinj^ini;' it, and said it just went with the picture,
whereupon he mentioned the name and words, which are
equally suitable. Marochetti said to William, before a
number of people, that 'The Nuns' should have a place
in the national collection, between Raphael and Titian ; and
Thackeray and W^atts expressed nearly the same opinion.
Indeed, the praise is quite overwhelmino, and I keep nut
of it as much as possible, as I am not able to bear it, I teel
so weakened bv it all. While William was showing" the two
larije pictures, I was paintino- away at the single figiue,
which I finished perfectly, having worked at it from hve
in the morning. I felt c]uite inspired, and never madr a
mistake. It is. I think, the most beautiful of all.
"Nothing- could exceed the kindness of my people ab; ut
me, and only through their indefatigable assistance co 'Id
Xi
unL>-le hgnre,
"THK liRIDK." Chr. 1858
I'y permission of Mr. A. D. ('■rimmoiul
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even
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LLTTHRS TO HIS WIFI-:
339
framed and sent in to
I lavi: finished the third. All wen
th Ro\al Academy in i^ood lime."
The thr(;e pictures were "The \'al
Ldve of James I. of" .Scotland," and
Tlicy had heen seen and praised hy hundreds of people
bdort,' they were c.xhihilcd lo tlK; public, and the artist
kinw they were the Im^si he had (;ver painted ; hut no
sooner diil llu;y appear on the
were ailacUcid as already in-
(li(ated, th(! admiration of the
piiliiicvvht) persistently crowded
ill front of them, and his own
e of Rest." "The
A|)pl(! Blossoms."
Academy walls than they
knowledge of their value,
)emn
the onlv consolation he could
lay to heart. Ills next letter
ht'irays the revulsion of fec-lin^
caused by this cruel, not to .say
mali,L;nant, attack.
''April \oth. In the midst
of success I am dreadfullv low-
spirited, and the profession is
more hideous th.m ever in my
eyes. Nobody seems to under-
stand really ((ood work, and
even tne best judi^^es surprise
me with their extraordinary
remarks. . . . Nothin<': can be
more irritatinjj^ and perplexing"
than the present state of thin<;"s.
There seems to be a total want
^i confidence in the merits of the pictures, amonj^st even
the dealers. They .seem quite bewildered. Even John
Phillip said hat he thought it was hi^h time I should come
and live in » .ondon. As if that had anvthini^ to do with
my Art !
" I would write oftener to you, but really I have nothing
either pleasant or satisfactory to write about. I am far from
well, and everybody says they never saw such a change in
any man for the worse. I could scarcely be quietei , too,
as I never stay In town or have any wish to be among.si
riotous fellows ; yet the reaction of leaving off work is very
trying." . . .
''Api'il I'Xfth, 1S59. — There seems to be but one opinion
SKKICir FOU "Till, Bl.ALK liKlNSWKKKK.'
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340
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1859
I.
among"st unprejudiced people as to the success of my pictures
this year, but ^1000 for a picture is a very rare thin^-. It is
true that that sum has been s^iven already this year for a
picture by O ; but you must remember that my pictures
are not vulgar enough for the City merchants, who seem
to be the only men who give these great prices. ... I am
much better after yesterday's headache, and got up this
morning early, and have been reading and playing chess with
my mother ever since. . . . It is a fine day, so I shall
go and see the University Boat Race. Yesterday I met in
the Burlington Arcade an old friend from India, the brother
of our old friend Cirant who died. (I drew him in pen-and-
ink, dying, surrounded by his family.) The brother has
grown into an enormous man, with moustaches nearly half
a yard broad— a very handsome fellow."
''April i^t/i, 1859. — Hunt and Collins dined here yester-
day. The pain in my chest is nearly gone, so I am no
longer uneasy. It must have been from working too hard
and leaning forward so much, but I hope to begin my work
again this week. . . . Ruskin was talking to young Prinsep,
and said he had been looking at the ' Mariana,' which 1
painted years ago, and had come m the sage conclusion
that I had gone to the dogs and am hopelessly fallen. So
there is no doubt of what view he will take of my works
this year; but (as Hunt, who has a high opinion of their
excellence, says) if he abuses them he will ruin himself as
a critic. Already he is almost entirely disregarded. I hear
that Leighton has a picture in the Royal Academy, but
nothing of its worth. This picture, whether good or bad,
will be set up against mine. The enmity is almost over-
whelming, and nothing but the public good sense will cai-ry me
through. ... I am sanguine, in spite of every drawloack,
though I know there is a possibility of my not realising my
anticipations regarding the sale of the pictures ; but in that
case I am pe^'fectly prepared to keep them. They must not.
and shall not, be thrown away."
''April \C)th. — William was singing at his Hanover S':|iiare
Rooms last night, but I could not be there. He seems to
have made a real success, as he always does in public. I am
wonderfully well and have quite recovered my spirits, and
am now prepared to act determinedly. No persuasion will
now induce me to sacrifice my work. You see, by pii'iiny
a very high price on it, the . dealers are entij'ely shut out.
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34^
aiul thereby Ijecomc mv most inveterate enemies, which is
no jolve consiclerinL;' the powerful influence they have. They.
added to the Royal Academy, which is always against me,
make the army a difficult one to combat. Wlien I sold my
works to the dealers they were my friends, and counteracted
this artistic detraction. There is, without doubt, an immense
amount of underh.cnd w^ork, and I can scarcely regard a
sinj^le professional man as my friend. I am quite settled,
however, in my [)osition, to stand
a violent siecre."
''April lyrd. — The day after
to-morrow I shall attend the Ex-
hibition [at the Royal Academy]
privately with the members. 1
am prepared for some disappoint-
ment ; it always happens.
"To-night at 12 all the parish
children sini>- throu":h the villatre,
heatled by the parson, my father,
William, Arthur Coleridge, and
others. Leslie (the choir-man)
is here, staying with Coleridge ;
he played delightfully this morn-
ing in the studio. I am sure, dear,
you would be charmed with the
society here ; the people seem to
appreciate the famih' very much,
and are endless in their kind-
nesses, sendini>- thin<>s to mv
mother [she was very ill at this time] and inquiring daily
after her health. William, too, is surrounded by pretty girls."
.\fter his visit to the Royal Academy to see how his
pictures were hung, he writes : —
"April 26II1. it is alwavs a melancholy thincr to the
painter to see his work for the first time in an empty rocyi ;
and yestertlay was a most dreadful, dark, rainy day. Every-
thing looked dismal. The single figure is not well hung,
although perfectl) seen. All three, of course, lose in my
eyes, for they are surrounded by such a perplexity of staring
colcur ; for instance, an officer in size of life, in a brilliant
red coat, is hung next to ' The Nuns,' which must naturally
hurt it. ' The Orchard ' ['Apple Blossoms'], I think, looks
better. There are no less than three pictures of orchard
SkKICH 1-OU "ThI-: Hi.ACK I'KUNSUlCKKIi "
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JOHN EVP:RETT iMILLAIS
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C?"*
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'1
blossoms, but small, as the artist had no time to enlarL^f^
them. Hook's are very fine indeed, small, but lovely in
colour — quite as good as my own. He is about the only
first-rate man they have. Boxall has some beautiful portraits
— one of an old man especially so. Stansfield and Roberts
as usual. Landseer, of course, good ; but, between our-
selves, not quite so much so as of yore. He was most
kind, and said he understood the quality of my work en-
tirely ; and when I told him they were unsold, he laugned
and said, ' Oh, you need not mind about that. I would
sell them fast enough.' Frank Grant, too, was most cordial,
and asked after you. He and Landseer went backwards
and forwards many times between ' The Orchard ' and ' The
Nuns.' I am told by all the Hanging Committee that thev
have come to the conclusion that ' The Vale of Rest ' woukl
have been perfect had I left the digging nun alone, and that
'The Orchard' is spoilt by Sophie's and Alice's heads to the
left of the picture."
''April 28///. — I got heme here [at Kingston] last night
after a hard day's rubbing at the pictures, which improved
them immensely. I see things are creeping favourably on.
Landseer this vear is a most enerfjetic admirer ; he said
yesterday, before many of the members, that my pictures are
far bevond evervthin"" I have ever done. Roberts, too, said I
am sure to sell them at the private view. I have a few truly
good friends in the Royal Academy, ainojigst the best men,
in spite of the wicked clicjue who, of course, do their best to
run me down. There is no great ' catch ' this year, except
perhaps O -s companion picture to his last year's one. It is
very good (well painted), but egregiously vulgar and comi'ion-
place ; but there is enough in it of a certain 'jingo' style
to make it a favourite. This work ma\ at first attract, but
after a while it will not stand with the public.
" Ruskin will be disgusted this year, for all the rubbish
he has been praising bejore being sent into the Royal Academy
has now bad places. There is a wretched work like a photo-
graph of some place in Switzerland, evidently painted under
his guidance, for he seems to have lauded it up skNhii^h;
and that hjast ivhere it is in the miniature room ! He does
not understand my work, which is now too broad lor him
to appreciate, and I think his eye is only fi to judge the
portraits of insects. I^ut then, 1 think he has lost all real
influence as a critic.
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343
I have olven
my
" To-morrow is the private view,
tickets to Johii Leech and his wife. He knows all the
Press men, and is respected by all, so his opinion will be taken
and carry weight. Did I tell you I rowed with my father
up to Hampton Court, and met William and a lart^e party,
Miss Boothby [whom William Millais afterwards married],
Miss Eyre [who sat to IVIillais several times], Coleridge, etc.
Miss Boothby and I and W^illiam and Miss I^yre had a race
home, and we beat them. My hands suffered in consequence,
so I cannot row again just now."
''April 29///. — I have just come from the private view.
To tell you the truth, 1 think it likely I shaM not sell one
of the pictures. The clique has been most successful
against me this year, and few people look at my work.
Ruskin was there, looking at 'The Nuns' ; and Tom Taylor,
who said nothing. Flverywhere I hear of the infamous
attempts to destroy me (the truth is these pictures are not
vulgar enough for general appreciation). However, I must
wait, for I don't know what the Press will sa i\.. Seeinii'
tiiat there is such a strong undercurrent against me, it is
possible they may lift me up.
" Gambart was there, and several dealers, but none spoke
to me. They are not anxious to look into uiy eyes just now,
and no wonder! Reade is sitting beside me as I write
this.
" The fact of the matter is, I am out of fashion. There
will doubtless be a reaction, but the state of affairs in the
Art world is at present too critical to admit of a good reward
for all my labour. This is rather trying to me, I confess,
after all my slavery, but it will account to you for m\- want
of belief in the profession. You see, noijody knows any-
thing about Art, so one is all at sea. The failures are most
terrible in London just now, and things look very bad.
What will become of Art, I don't know. It will not be
worth following, if I cannot sell pictures such as these. I
am sorry I have no good news for you, dear, but the look-
out is anvthin<>- but re fresh inij;."
''May 5///. — I returned here last night and opened three
letters from you-all so kind and nice that they cjuite set
me up. There have been no incjuiries for any of my
l)irtures ; but now they are once more crowded — this time
more than ever. You may, ))erha])s, laugh at it, but I have
heard it said that the want of purchasers is a great deal due
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S^5
r
t.
to Ruskin having in his last pami)hlt;t said that I was falHiig
off.
" Hunt and Leech, as well as the Rossettis and their
clique, have expressed their admiration of my work of late,
and yesterday Marochetti was kind enough to express tlic
same sentiments, Landseer, who was with him. asked niv
address, in case he should have to write me, indicating his
desire to sell them for me. After such opinions from such
men, what is outside criticism ? Yet, in spite of myself aiul
my own convictions, I feel humiliated.
" It has l)ecome so much the fashion to abuse me in the
Press, that my best friends now occasionally talk in the same-
way. I h'Vv^e lost all pleasure and hope in my profession.
"William has gone to the Exhibition, and I made arrange-
ments to go to Aldershot with Leech ; but all this anxiety,
however much I try to disjjel it, destroys my peace of mind,
and I ha>'e a l^ad headache. Everybody bothers me too
about living in the North, and says I have cut all my
orio^inal friends, and will inevitablv lose their interest. I
candidly confess I never had such a trying time in my life.
I would not care a farthing if I were a bachelor, but for
your sake I cannot take such Injustice calmly. It is a
strange and unexpected end to all my labour, and i can only
hope it will not affect you overmuch."
''May lot/i. — Many happy returns of the day, my darling.
I have just retiu'ned from Cambridge, where I met Airs,
/ones, of Paufo/ass, the duke's enchantress. She made
many inquiries about you, and sent her best love. She is
most amusing, and I talked with her all the evening. She
is a very handsome woman, with a fine figure, and got up
most gorgeously. I was made much of by the Cambridge
men. Ruskin's pamphl'it is out, and White says it is fa"oiir-
able, although stating that the pictures are painted in my
worst manner. How extraordinary the fate of these pictures
has been! Never have pictures been more mobbed, but
now the crowds mostly abuse them, following the mass ot
rnticism ; yet the fuss they are making in a way makers
u\j '"or the abuse. No words can express the curious envy
;ind hatred these works have brought to light. .Some of the
p.ijKjrs. I belie /e. have been so violent thcit for two days
together they have poured forth such abuse as was never
eqi.alh'd in v'le annals of criticism. My works are not
uiv! rstdod by the men who set themselves up as judg< s.
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345
Only when I am dead will they kmnu their loorth. I could
not believe in such wanton cruelty ;is has been shown to ine
this year. There is no doubt tliat the critics have ruined
the sale, for all who would have come forward now sav that
tl.c nuns and jj;rave are miserable to look at. and the apple-
blossoms full of ugliness. Let me, however, assure you that
tliey must win their way to the front in time.
" The c(juntr\" is bloominsj' evervwhere now, and ever\thin<'"
is happy. It is dreadful to be away from you so long. I am
so glad to hear the children are well. I wish I could embrace
rhem all ; it would be delightful after all this vexation. Fate
seems determined to make ni)' profession hateful t(3 me."
Needless to sav how welcome at such a time was the
hearty support of the few members of the Academy and
rirtist friends who refused to join in the cabal against him
and his works, prominent amongst whom were Hunt,
Landseer, Leech, Thackeray, Reade, and the two Rossettis.
Amongst outsiders, too, were man\' sympathising friends,
whose kind words and letters helped him to take heart again
even in the darkest hours when oppression had well-nigh
driven him to despair.
Amongst these was his friend Mr. Llovd, from who.se
letter I venture to quote a few memorable ^vords. He
says : — " I merely wish, b\' writing to you, to protest on
behalf of myself and man\- friends against the injustice of
the London critics, and to assure you that whenever I have
discussed your picture | ' The V'ale of Rest'] wi*h ]:)ers()ns
whose opinions are deservedly valued, I have ! \\(\. them
nearly as enthusiastic admirers of it as myself ome, too,
a^ree with me that it is not only your greater work, but
that it by far excels in truthfidness, in rend( ' ng, and in
nobleness of conception any picture exhibite within my
recollection on the Royal Academv walls b\ anv other
artist. That you will li^e to see its merits nore publicly
acknowledged I have little' doubt, and I sincerely hoi)e that
th(.' ingratitude and prejudice of those who j)resume to
dic:tate to the [)ublic what to admire will not induce you
to disbelieve that there are thousands to whom your paint-
ings are a great intellectual pleasiu'e, and that tile gradual
lib(M'ation of the ])ublic mind from conx'entioii;'! rul(.;s will
l)rin'>- thousands more to the shrine hallowed bv vourself and
those of your brother artists who boldly and conscientiousK'
pursue the path of truth."
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JOHN KVERETT MILLAIS
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Retuniin'jf now to Millals' own letters, I i\nd : -
""May \2,t/i. — ^ There is a decided improxement in the look
of things, (ijunl)art writes vy<\ a lon^- letter, and 1 have a
commission for a picture from New York. I am perfectly-
certain that there will be a reaction in my favour, sooner
or later, as the abuse has been so violent. I wish I could
afford to keep the pictures, as I am perfectly sure they will
one day fetch very lart^e sums. There is no chance of my
sellin«> niv pictures io pcntletiicn — the dealers are too strong.
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Picture-buyers can barter with them whcm they cannot with
the artist, and my pictures have remained unsold so loiii;
that no one will believe that they are valuable. All tln^
other pictures of any pretensions in the Exhibition are sokl.
This is, of course, fearfully dispiriting-, and a matter of
w(jnder to me, as I have a hi^h reputation ; but my de-
tractors have real!) induced the public to beliexe that t!ie
faults in my jiictures spoil all the beauties. The crowds,
too, round the pictures increase, but I am too much clis-
ousted to think more about them. If 1 sell them, I vH
wipe the memory of them for ever from my mind, th' y
have been such torments to me."
At last the star of hope a[)peared on the horizon, in \
(quarter where it was least expected. The picture-deaK s
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to come round, makini^- timid inquiries as to pricc-s ;
;jid one of them actually bought "The \'ale of Rest."
Commissions, too, came in. and the whole aspect of affairs
was suddenly chanu'ed. The effect of all this upon Millais
will be seen in the two followin*;" letters, written, it will be
noticed, on two con-
secutive days. • T -f. r-
''May 16///. Cheer
up! Things are ([uietly ^
comino; round. Already
there is quite another
aspect of affairs. \\\ is
to i>ive me a decided
answer whether or not
a client of his will ha\'e
' The Nuns.' There is
a demand also for the
small j)icture, and Ci.
wants to have the copy-
right, and is to let me
know to-morrow morn-
ing" whether he will have
the picture. Indeed,
now I haven't a doubt
that I shall sell all three.*
So much for the brutal
criticisms ! The fact is,
1 shall have mv own
way after all. I f dealers
give my prices they
must make twenty per
cent, on them.
" Last evcninq- I was
dining at the Prinseps',
and Watts quite cheered me. He says they loi// live for ever,
and wiil soo)i find their proper place. Il will be a great triLUiiph
in the end. The curious part of it is that " The Orchard ' is
considerably more popular than 'The Xuns,' and much more
crowded. Hunt and Rossetti are v. ild about the latter. One
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* "The Vale of Rosi,'" l)()U,L;ht by Mr. \\ iiulus, of Tottcnliam, tliniUL^Ii \\". tlio
(1< ak'r, for 700 guinea^, was aftiMwards sold to Mr. 'I'ate for /3000. It now liangs
ill the Tate (iallery, and is by common consent rei^ardcd as one of tlie artist's
gieatest pictures.
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sees now how abuse can create attraction ! I have just
been to (i. to sit>n the last fortv prints of 'The Order of
Release.' Me tells me that 'The Royalist' had done well
for him, and you will remember how fearfully it was abused
when exhibited. X. [a dealer] bet^s me to paint the
' Petrarch anil Laura,' and the dealers all look rather sheepish
in asking- me what 1 want for the pictures, bein<>- evidentU
afraid of one another, and yet not likini;" to appear too eager."
"May lyi/i. — I enclose X.'s letter, which vou will under-
stand. Whatever I do, no matter how successful, it will
always be the same story. ' Why don't you give us the
Huguenot auain?' Yet I will be bound the cunnin<>" fellow
is lo(iking forward to engraving this wA-y picture. You see
he savs at the end of his note he will 'riscjue' engraving it if
I like !
" I have now enouijh commissions to last me all next vear,
so I am (piite happy. I am so glad to hear you are getting
well and strong again. That is better than all the sales of
pictures. "
On Mav 21st he went to meet his wife at Birmingham,
and brought her back with him to Kingston, where, after all
the excitement of this year, he was glad to ha\e a quiet time
while working away at his small commissions.
Before saying good-bye to " The Vale of Rest," let mc
\ lote the words of b ranees Low, who has admirably caught
tpe spirit of its teaching : — " Who that has ever seen this
picture forgets the wondrous sunset light that lingers, with
a thousand evanescent hues, over the evening face of Nature,
tnuisformino" and transh<'ui*iiiLi: decav, death itself, into a radiant
golden vision ? The sj)ell of the figure is deepened by the
dramatic face of the nun, whose deep, mysterious, and in-
scrutable eyes seem to reflect the spirit of inanimate Nature,
with its unsurpassed loveliness and terror, and bid the
troubled human soul seek its answer there. "
At the end of June my mother went North again, to makf
ready for her husband's coming — to a house near Bowerswell,
called Potter Hill, which they had taken for the autumn ; ami
there he wrote to her : —
"////)' 20///.- ' The Knight' ['Sir Isumbras'J leaves by
carrier to-day, and 1 go u}) to town with a little .sketch of it
for White, and 'The Bridesmaid' for (iambart. What do
you think."* 1 have nearly finished one of the heads from
iMiss b^yre, and by staying another week I shall manage to
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do the other. I shall love to see you an^aiii. and to j^et loiiie.
. . . Yesterday 1 dined with Colonel Challoner at the mess
-a very nice old boy indeed, and rather like what poor old
' aptani Lemi)nere was.
" 1 have managed everything satisfactorily. William is to
hrinj,^ 'The \'ale of Rest' and 'James' Love' | ' 'i'he Love
of James L of Sc(nland'| to Perth with him immediately
after the close of the Roval Academv on the ;oth, when
'The Orchard' goes to Liverpool. In 'The Vale' I havi*
just to make the nun's face a little prettier; must give also a
few touches to 'James' Love.' Then William will return with
the pictures, taking one to Windus and the other to (iamhart.
I could not well touch the nun's face without a look at Mrs.
Paton [the woman who sat for the figure].
" 1 am working very hard, considering the heat of the
weather. Miss \i\\\^ (the younger one) is waiting for me to
j)aint her. She nK^^,\% a most lovely picture, and it is ad-
mired more than anything I have ever done of the kind."
The autun>n holiday followed, and then, greatly refreshed,
Millais returned to town, intent on finding a home there ior
himsell and his family. From his old quarters in Ivangham
Chaifn-lxss, to which he now went back, he wrote to my mother:
'^'^^y&t'm^i'r 17///, 1859. — Yesterday I dined at the Garrick,
cWskI WiSiS with Gambart driving about all day looking for a
K>use. Saw three, but all dampi.sh and too near Mr. G
arKl a lot of the artistic crew whom I do not wish to know,
so 1 will look in healthier localities. Napoleon's old house,
where his loves resided, is not to be let for any term under
seven years, which is of course out of the question for us.
White is delighted with the sketch, and says that ' The
Orchard ' is certain to sell this winter. There was an election
of two Royal Academicians yesterday at the Academy, the
choice being the last-made Associate, Phillip, and one Smirke,
an unknown architect or sculptor, I really cU^Tt know which.
" I happened to be dining last night next to Roberts and
Stansfield, wb) would not be persuaded to believe my state-
ment that I was not aware that it was election night, which
was perfectly true. Both Stansfield and Roberts \'oted for
Phillip and I believe I hadn't a vote at all. So you see it is
pretty well as I have always told you, but it is really a matter
of entire indifference to me, as my position is as good as any
e.\cept Landseer's ; and this they too well know. All the
petty insults they can heap on me they will.
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" After cliniii«4 at llu," Garrick I wtiiit to the Cosmopolitan,
and tlierc met Moricr [Sir Kolxirt Moricr, afterwards our
Minister at St. retcrshuri;" |, who was just i^'oini,^ away to
Heriin. He chd not know nie, and took nic for Leijj^hton, so
I have been taken twice for him of kite. There must he a
lik(Miess betvv«H,Mi us. Chariev Collins is writino; a novel,
which is already advertiscc'. Gambart is makinj^ strenuous
efforts to j^et ' IIk; Rescue' to engrave, lie has sokl both
'James' Love;' .i'.hI * '!'he (iirl on the Terrace,' so you sec
he tloes not want for immediate profit on my work."
"The Black Hrunswicker, " on<; of Millais' most successful
pictures, was now in his mind. In his next letter he oives
his fu'-st idea of the way in which the subject should be
treated.
'' November \^//i. Yesterday I dined with L(;ech, who had
a small tlinner party. Mrs. Dickens was there, also Mr, and
Mrs. Dallas, whom you remember, and Hilly Russell (the
rimes correspontlent) and his wife. Shirle\ Brooks and
m)'self were the rest of the part)'. \\'(; had some very
interestin'4' stories and gossip from liilly Russell, which \ luld
delight ycni all. I will keep them for you when we meet.
Oddly enouL^h, he touched upon the subject of the picture I
am goiuo- to paint, and I asked him to clear uj) lor me one or
two things connected with it. He is a capital fellow, and is
goinij to write me a Ion*;' letter with correct information,
which he can s^et. I told him my project (as it was abso-
h'tely necessary), but he promised to keep it secret, knowini,^
how things are pirated. It was very fortunate, my meeting
him, as he is the very best man for military information. My
subject appears to me, too, most fortunate, and Russell thinks
it first-rate. It is connected with the Brunswick Cavalry at
Waterloo.
" ' Brunswickers ' they were called, and were composed
of the best gentlemen in Germany. They wore a black
uniform with death's head and cross-bones, and gave and
received no quarter. They were nearly annihilated, but
performed prodigies of valour. It is with respect to their
having worn crape on their arms in token of mourning that
I require some information ; and as it will be a perfect
poidant to 'The Huguenot,' I intend making the sweetheart
of a young soldier sewing it round his arm, and vainly sup-
plicating him to keep from the bugle-call to arms. / have
it all in my mind's eye, and feel confident that it will be x
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p/of/i[<^iriis S71CICSS. The costume and iiiciclciit arc so j)owcr-
ful that I am astonished it has never been touched upon
before. Russell was quite struck with it, and he is the best
man for knowing the public taste. Nothing could be kinder
than his interest, and he is to set about getting all the infor-
mation that is required.
" I sat next Mrs. Uickens, who desired her best remem-
brances to you, and hopes you will call and bring the children
to see her.
"To-morrow I am going shooting with Lewis in Kent.
I have made up my mind not to live in town, but out in
the Kingston direction, as all the houses I have seen here
apj)ear dirty and damp. White, too, thinks it would be
decidedly better for me to be out of the way of cli(|ues.
I will draw in my picture ['The lilack iJrunswicker '] here.
W hite confc^sses to me that, with the exception of Landseer
and myself, there is not an artist whose pictures are safe
to sell. Most men get a fictitious value placed on their
works, and ruin themselves by producing too much. Their
pictures are for sale every month. I am glad to think that
when mine sell they are placed permanently."
In the spring of i860 they took a nice house at the coi'ier
of Bryanstone Square, where he went on with his work
on "The lilack Hrunswicker." And thereby hangs a tale.
Miss Kate Dickens (Charles Dickens' daughter, now Mrs.
Perugini) sat for the lady — a handsome girl, with a particularly
sweet expression and beautiful auburn hair that contrasted
vvell with the sheen of her white satin dress. The picture
had not long been finished before the figure was claimed
by more than one of the celebrities of the day ; while, as
to the Brunswicker, no less than five or six distinguished
officers were said to have sat for it ; but the fact is that my
father, wishing to obtain the handsomest model he could,
went, on the invitation of his friend the Colonel of the
1st Life Guards, to inspect the regiment on parade at
Albany Street Barracks, and there he foimd the very
man he wanted in a private soldier — a splendid type of
masculine beauty — and having, after great difficulty, obtained
the uniform of a Black Brunswicker, he dressed him in it
'Awd painted his portrait. The poor fellow (I forget his
name) died of consumption in the following year.
rhe curious in such matters may like to know how the
%ures posed. I may say, therefore, that the two models
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JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
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never sat toLicthcr. "The Black Briinswicker "* clasi)ed a
lay-fiijure to his breast, while the fair lady leant on the bosom
of a man of wood.
The work was sold to M. (iambart for one thousand
f^uineas. It took a loni;' time to paint, and my father was so
pleased with it that he afterwards did a replica in oils, which
is now in the possession of the family.
Mrs. PernL;ini has kindly favoured me with the following
note of her experience as a sitter for this picture : —
" I made your father's accjuaintance when I was quite a
yoim<>" Liirl. \'erv soon after our first meetin'": he wrote to
my father, asking" him to allow me to sit to him for a head
in one of the pictures he was then painting', ' The Black
Brunswicker.' iMy father consenting^, I used to go to your
mother and fiither's house, somewhere in the North of
London, accompanied by an old lady, a friend of your
family, I was very shy and quiet in those days, and during-
the 'sittings' I was only too glad to leave the conversation
to be carried on bv vour father and his old friend ; but I
soon grew to be interested in your father's extraordinary
vivacity, and the keenness and delight he took in discussing
books, pkiys, and music, and sometimes painting — but he
always spoke less of pictures than of anything else — and
these sittings, to which I had looked forward with a certain
amount of dread and dislike, became so pleasant to me that
I was heartily sorry when they came to an end and my
presence was no more required in his studio.
"As I stood upon my 'throne,' listening attentively to
everything that passed, I noticed one clay that your father
was much more silent than usual, that he was very restless,
and a little sharp in his manner when he asked me to turn my
head this way or that. Either my face or his brush seemed
to be out of order, and he could not Qet on. At last, turning-
impatiently to his old friend, he exclaimed, ' Come and tell
me what's wrong here, I can't see any more, I 've got blind
over it.' She laughingly excused herself, saying she was no
judge, and wouldn't be of any use, upon which he turned
to me. ' Do fou come down, my dear, and tell me,' he said.
As he was quite grave and very impatient, there was nothing
* "A gentleman came into his studio, and sceinj,'' his famous picture ol 'I'l'
' Hlack Brunswicker,' asked, 'What uniform is that?' Millais, wlio had beci' at
great trouljle and e\|)ense to procure tlie exact costume, replied, 'The lii tck
Hrunswickcr.' ' Oh, indeed,' said the visitor ; ' I knew it was one of tlic \ olunt' is,
but I wasn't sure which regiment." — '/Vw Mcinotics of Dean Hole.
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355
for it IjLit to descend from inv throne and taUc niv place
hi'side him. As I did so I ha[)pened to notice a slis^ht
cKagi^eration in something' I saw upon his canvas, and told
him of it. Instantly, and ijreatlv to my dismav, he took
up a rao- and wiped out the whole of the head, tiirnini;" at the
same time triumphantly to his old friend. * There ! that 's
what I always say ; a fresh eye can see everythini;- in a
moment, and an artist should ask a stranger to come in and
look at his work, every day of his life. There! L;et back to
your place, my dear, and we'll he^in all over a^ain I'"
As the time approached for the opening of the Royal
Academy Exhibition, i860, threat was the curiositv amonost
those who had seen "The Hlack Ikunswicker "* as to the
view the Press would take of it, after the furious onslauoht
they had made on the artist's previous works. The remark-
able success of these works, in spite of all their sneers and
taunts, would hardly, it was thought, encourage them to
renew the attack ; but that they would give it a word of
welcome was not to be expected, good as the picture was,
and however much it mioht be admired.
And now, when it appeared on the Academy walls, the
public hailed it enthusiastically as one of the greatest gems
of the Exhibition ; but, with few exceptions, the Press,
apparently willing to wound, but yet afraid to strike, re-
viewed it in the most ungracious spirit. To Millais, how-
ever, these anonymous criticisms had ceased to be of any
moment. Confident in his own powers, and in full assurance
of success after the victory of previous years, he now found
renewed pleasure in his work, and never spared himself in
perfecting to the best of his ability whatever he had in hand,
whether oil-paintings or black-and-white drawings for the
mag.izines, then in great request. Of this year's letters
I have few beyond those written to his wife immediately
before and after the opening of the Academy.
'April 27///, i860. — The Leslie dinner was most agree-
able. The company there — Duke of Argyle, Lord and
Lady Spencer, Lady Wharncliffe, Sir \l. Landseer, Mulready,
and myself. I went home afterward:; with Sir I^dwin, and
spent some four hours in conversation over brandy and
Water. Yesterday PVere's dinner was delightful. To-morrow
* The picture occupied three months in painting. The success caused the artist
to malce rtn exact copy of the original. This, however, was never quite finished,
and is now in the possession of the family.
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JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[iC6o
I j4() to the Royjil Acaclcmy to touch up. Hunt's j)ictuie
sc'L'ins to be doinL,^ well as an exhibition."
''May 2ud. — 1 write this from Martineau's. where I ha\e
just seen Hunt and Val Prinsej). All y(isterday 1 was at
the Royal Academy, and in the evenini;- I had such a bad
ht-adache that I was obliy:ed to return and \ici to bed earlv.
I am, however, all rij^ht this morning. I found the woman
in 'The Black Brunswicker' lookini^ much better than I had
hoped, and I very much improved her. The whole picture is
b\ far the most satisfactorv work I ever sent there. Ever\-
one has e.\j)ressed the same opinion ; its success is certain,
I met Tom Taylor at the Cosmopolitan with your father, and
he said he had heard nothing,'' but ' dead j^ood' of it."
After commentinsj^ on some other Academy pictures, he
continues : — " The fact is, the Royal Academy is the only
place for a man to find his real level. All the defects come
out s(j clearly that no private puffins^ is worth a farthini;-.
Vou c innot thrust pictures down people's throats."
"" May ^rd. — Vou seem to see much more than we do here.
1 have seen no criticism on Hunt's picture [ Holman Hunt
was having a private exhibition of his work, which was very
successful |, and have only heard of one in the Illustrated
London News. The J ivies hasn't noticed it vet. I read
what it said of 'The Black Brunswicker,' which was flippant,
and not at all hearty in praise; moreover, it reads the story
wroni>. * The Athenccum is all ri<>ht, but as it is written
by a friend [F. G. Stephens] it is not surprising. That the
picture is a great success there is no doubt.
" I was at the Royal Academy this morning, but did not
go when the public were admitted. Cooke (Royal Acadenn )
asked me to dine with him at the Academy Club dinner at
Greenwich, the annual feast. Although I accepted, I was
obliged to excuse myself, for I met Dalziel yesterday, and
he said I must give him the ' Framley ' illustration on Wed-
nesday, so I have returned from the Academy to design
it. Cooke was evidently much vexed, and some of the
Royal Academicians seem to think I wish to avoid th( ni,
they are so suspicious of me. I could not help it, howe\ cr,
and they must think what they like. Yesterday I went to
* Millais meant the incident to l)e taking place on the eve of Watcilon or
Qiiatrc Dras, June, 1815, at which battle the leader of the Black Brunswick rs,
the Duke of 15runswick, was killed. The youny Prussian is supposed to lu'
saving good-bye to an English gnl.
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357
int s picture
Arck'ii's with (iambart, who. in my presence, offered more
than once to biiv from him 'The Rescue' I the picture of
the fireman] for^-ooo! Fancy that I / nrcii'cd £^'!^o for
it. Gamhart appears to be in the best spirits, and anxious
to hav^e everythini^ I am doing. He says if I will let him
have my pictures to exhibit separately from the Royal
Academv, he will i^ive me as much a<»ain for them ; it
would be worth his while. Arden is very anxious to have
'The Black Hrunswicker,' and I am to paint a duplicate
the same size directly it comes from the Academy.
" I must now <^o and read Frauilcy Parsoiuii^c, and try
and get something out of it for my drawing. The dinner
was very grand, and many of the blue ribbon swells were
introduced to me, and asked whether the Times reading
was correct. My picture certainly looks most satisfactory.
There is nothing in the TLxhibition to attract but Landseer's,
Phillip's, and mine. 1 will try and leave this place on
Thursday or Friday. This is a long letter, but I have
lots to tell you when I come. So glad the children are well
and your mother progressing. Keep yourself quite happy,
for we have every reason to be thankful this year."
" J/ay 4///, i860. — I write this from liarwell's, after having
been for about two minutes at the private view. T'hat sight
is alwavs so sickening: to me that I cannot stand it. I saw
Gambart, and dine with him this eveninor. I think I told
you Windus has sold 'The Huguenot' to Miller, of Preston,
for over a thousand (White told me as much). Hunt's
exhibition is a ti'eincudous success, and I believe Gambart
is to give him ^5000 for his picture. The public are much
taken with the miniature- like finish and the religious
character of the subject. The Royal Academy are tre-
mendously jealous of the success of the picture, and his
pocketing such a sum ; but he has been seven years at it,
and he says it has cost him ^2000 painting it. He hasn't
earned a farthinir all that time. I saw Watts' fresco in
Lincoln's-inn Hall this morning, and it is magnificent — by
far the best thing of the kind in the kingdom. . . . To-
morrow is the dinner at the Royal Academy, and next week
1 hope to get to work at the blocks for the parables and the
Cornhill. I will come very soon, and will then get on with
'The Poacher's Wife' and other work."
' Anoiist 14///.— I have finished all my work except the
parables, which I can do in the North. Bradbury and
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JOHN KVHRKTT MILLAIS
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I'^vans want to hiiy my woodciit services, and I see tlieir.
with Leech to-dav at one. I will not hind nnseU' in am
way. At tlie same time, if they make me a thorouL;hI\
<'ood offer, it is worth consideriiv''. Leech sa\s lie thinUs
they would n'ive me ^500 a year if I could re^n'ularly suj)|)ly
them ; hut this has to be considered, as I cannot let illustra
tion interfere with my painting". It is j)leasant to hear of
mv wood drawings risin<»' to so much value. . . ."
Down to this time his black-and-white drawini^s, of which
he made many, principally for contemporary literature, were
done on boxwood, and destroyed in the process of cuttin_t4-in.
Happily, however, the highly-finished illustrations, of which
he did a lari^e number in 1853 and the three followini>; years,
were drawn on paper in pen and ink, and finished in sepia-
wash or bodv colour ; so most of these drawings are still left
in their original state, instead of being cut to pieces and
ruined bv the barbarians of the wood-cutting art.
Iruly the wood-cutters of that day had much to answer
for. Except, perhaps, Swain, Ualziel, and John Thompson
(who cut the Tennyson blocks) not one of them had the
faintest conception of how to retain the beautiful and delicate
lines of the original drawings ; and even the best work of
these experts would make the hair of the engravers of
Harpei's Magazine stand on end nowadays.
The black-and-white artists of to-day have their drawings
reproduced by various processes, which leave little to l)e
desired ; but if they could see, as I have done, some of my
father's wood blocks before and after the drawings had been
cut upon, they would indeed feel how much their predecessors
had to suffer — even more, perhaps, than the old Celt of
historic fame, who exclaimed, as he held his head in church
on Sabbath morning, after "a nicht wi' Burns," " Puir auld
Scotland, ye 're sons are sair afflicted, whiles."
The choicest of my father's black-and-white drawings have
never been seen by any but the family. I am therefore all
the more glad to give some of them here, reproduced by our
best modern processes. Very few people have any idea of the
labour and care that he expended on these drawings. F!ach
one of them was to him a carefully thought-out picture, worthy
of the best work that he could put into it ; and I think it will
be seen from the specimens here given that he did not over-
estimate the value of the art. He maintained, indeed, that the
few men quite at the top of the tree, both in line and wash,
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359
\ ere ciultl(;cl to rank with tlif Ix'St cxjxnu-nts of oil and watt-r-
(oloiir ; and if ho liad livcil 1 feci (|iiilc sure tliat. with liis kfcii
(it'sire to cncoiirai^c true: Art. in whatever form displayed, we
siiould in time see workers in black-and-white achnitted as freely
to the honours of the Academy as are the line-engravers.
I'ew and far between are those who could ever hope to
inhieve this distinction, but 1 have no hesitation in savintf
lliat infinitely better Art is to be found in H a fpcr s JMai^azinc,
the Ceniury, Scribncr s, our Art maj^azines. and the best illus-
trated books of the day (and now ami then in the iirapliic
and the Illuslralai London AVrt.'.s) than in one-half the j)ic-
tures that hang on the walls of the Royal Academy and other
Art galleries.
Look at the drawings of such men as Phil May, Caton
W'oodville, C. I). Gibson, E. A. Abbey, Alfred Parsons,
IVederick Remington, V.. Smedley, Reginald Cleaver,
Archibald Thorburn, John (lulich, I). Hatherell, Frank
P)rangwyn, and half a dozen others of similar standing.
Many of these are supremely excellent as works of Art ; and
yet they are not only unrecognised by the powers that be,
but go for nothing in the market by comparison with hun-
dreds of old engravings that have nothing but their antitjuity
and their rarity to recommend them. And why.-* Simply
because they are not in fashion. No recognised connoisseur
of Art has taken up black-and-white work with a view to a
collection ; and since few men dare to trust to their own
judgment as buyers of Art works, fashion (too often but a
passing phase of ignorance and \ulgarit)) controls the
market. It may be said, perhaps, that as a black-and-white
artist myself I am disposed to overrate the value of this
class of work. IMy answer is that I have said here only
what I ha\X' so often heard from my father — a man who
touched every branch of the painter's art, who succeeded in
all, and who knew the difficulties and relative values of each.
In i860 he made a whole series of drawings for Anthony
Trollope's novel Framlty Parsonage drawings afterwards
sold to Mr. Plint, the dealer who, years before, had bought
his "Christ in the House of His Parents" — besides illustra-
tions for the Cornhill ]\Iagazinc\ and a considerable amount
of work for Bradbury and Iivans. And from this time
onwards, down to 1869, he was chiefly engaged in black-
and-white work and water-colour drawings, under commis-
sions from various publishers and picture dealers, including
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Ilurst and IJlackctt, Clia|)iii;in and Hall, hraclhiiry an 1
ICvans, Sniilli and l^ldcr. 1 )al/i{fl lirothcrs, and ("lanihan.
He also did a lilllc work for tlu' Illustrated Loudon Xcics
and drawings for Puucli, one of which is rcferrcil to in
the last chapter, the works illustrated by hini clurinj^' this
period includinj^ Trollope's novel, Orley Farm, and occasional
numbers of the Cornliill Magazine, Ciood Words, London
Society, etc.
The nioni^v he receivcil for these drawin<»s was but a
nominal recomjKMise for the labour bestowed uj)()n th(Mn ; for.
unless perfectly satisfied with the fmished production, he
would tear it up at once, even if he had spent whole days
upon it, scamped work in any shape beini;- an abomination
in his eyes, it was a constant source of lament to him that,
under the pressure of monetary needs, even first-rate men
were sometimes compelled to turn out more work than they
could possibly do with credit to themselves. He would
notice this now and then in the illustrated literature of the
day, and out would come the remark, " Another poor devil
ij^one wronu' for the sake of a few sovereigns!"
He himself liked the work as an occasional change from
oils ; but knowing' how little the pencil could make by com-
parison with the brush, he refused to be drawn into regular
ma,i!^azine work, which (not altogether without reason) Marie
Corelli stigmatises as "the 'louj^h of despond." His best
work of this sort, and one of the best examples of wood-
cutting', were to be seen in the series of drawings represent-
ing "The Parables of our Lord." They were engraved by
the brothers Dalziel, and he made replicas of them in water-
colour for a window that he afterwards presented to Kinnoull
parish church in memory of my late brother Cieorge — to my
mind one of the most beautiful windows in Great Britain.
All the backgrounds to the parables were drawn from
Nature at or around Howerswell, and many of tne landscapes
can be easily recognised, having altered little since 1862.
During this time, too, he seems to have done a great
number of water-colours, most of them being either copies
of, or designs for, his larger wor!:s. For these there was a
constant demand, and the dealers worried him into painting
no less than seven or eight water-colour replicas of " The
Black Brunswicker " and "The Husfuenot." He also made
one or more copies of "The Ransom," " My First Sermon,
"My Second Sermon," "The Minuet," "The Vale of Rest.'
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A HOLIDAY
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"Sir Isiimhras." and "Swallow, Swallow, l*'Iyin;,;' Soiitli."
nearly all of which VNcrc hoii'-ht 1>\ cither (iainharl or
Annew. Iiulccd, it* a coinplcic collection of his water-
colour aiul black-and-white works at this period could he j^ot
tooether, they woukl make, 1 venture to think, almost as
iiiteri'stin<^r an exhibition as that of 1S97, in which scarcely
one of them was included.
In 1S60 he look the shootinj^^ of Kincrai^', In\-ernessshire,
chantie from
OLD WALL OK BALHOUSIK CASTLK, I'KKIH
Used l)y Millnis in his background of "Janit-.' Love"
alono^ with his friend Colonel Aitkin, and after some hesita-
tion (as expressed in the following letter to his wife) he threw
aside his work in the month of August, and hastened to join
his friend in the North.
''August 17///, i860. — I write this amongst a i^reat gather-
ing of men and ladies, one of whom is at this moment
singing most beautifully. Mr, Mitchell (the clergyman who
married William) is here, and Arnold and his wife. Miss
Power is also here, and sings charmingly. Mrs. Cobb, too.
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and her liiishaiul. in rillc-corps iinilnrni, frcsli fnini tlrill. Tlic
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on, and as I cannot talk I cinijlny iiuscif in \vritinj4. Arlliiir
C"()I('rid;4(: l)r()ii|L;'lu liis uilc hen; lliis aficrnoon, and slit;
app'-ars lo he (|iiil(' charming.
'■ I ha\(j iust rircMVccl Noiirs, {•nclosini' Aitkin's letter.
I don't know hut what I may yet eonu; straii^lu up to tlic
sllootinJ^^ and hrini^ the copy I am working' at, as I can
linish it an\ where for the matter of tiiat. I don't mean to
sa\ I would paint at the shoolinn-Iodn'e, hut would fmish it
afterwards at Howerswell. I f(;el certain that no other man
in my jjosition would neiLi'lect his holiday ; so, instead of
j^rindinn" on, I shall have a llinj^' at that place. The house
appears roomy, and you could l^o with me. 1 am sick of
hearing' of ev(,'rvhodv ''oin''' to his shootiniJ'. No one wouK.
enjoy it more than I, insteail of having' to stick to this
heastly coi)\ini4- | " The Black i5runswicker ' |. ... I feel
a •••ooil deal l)etter to-ilav, hearinir of the sport that Aitkin
is havin!^'. Please send me the ' iM'amley ' manuscript, as 1
want to o;et all these drawinj^s done and out of my hands."
He took his holiday, and then, returnin*'" to Bowerswell, he
worked hard at "The Poacher's Wife" ami "The Ransom,"
and in the sprinn" of 1S61 he went hack to town, where he
had eni^aj^ed rooms at 130, Piccadilly, with a studio attached.
From there he wrote to my mother :
"A/av 2-II1, 1S61. I am sorry t«) hear that your mother
is so ill. . . . Monckton Milnes came just now with a friend.
He was charmed with the picture ['The Ransom 'J, and says
that Stirling', of Keir, should have it; he himself is so
enchanted with it that he will j)rohahly have it himself.
I had a very pleasant dinner at the Leslies', Lady W'atcr-
ford, Ladv Mills, and many others there. On Wednesihiv
I jjfo to Kpsom, to see the Derby, with Joseph Joplino- [;in
artist anel intimate friend],
" On Saturday I went to Tattersall's, to see the bettini(-
room and paddock, where 1 saw, amoni;- others, some friends
of yours. YounL^' S [a hoy from Perth, who had just
come into a little money], with his hettingdxx)k in his hand,
was quite surprised to see me there and, I thought, dis-
concerted, by the way he hurried oft". Poor young fool, ne
will certainly bring about a speedy smash in such soci' ly
as I saw him — being with Lord S , men with millio s,
and the sharpest rogues in the world.
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"J<»|)lini; is siii\ini4 wilh tViciuls in the c<>iiiur\, so I do
n It sec iniicli nl" him. I am alnnc here all day, and only
(I rasionalK disturhcd \>\ callers. . . . N'csicrda\' I went in
I iiackcray's house al KensinL^lon, and il is lieauiilul ; ami
in llic evening;, after ihc Leslies, I went to the ("osinojtDlitan.
and _L;()t home very, \cr\' late-- or ratlvr earl\. I'driunateU .
witii all this dininL; out. I leel in the iu-st of condition and
si)irits."
II(; had now bought \o. 7. ("ornwall I'laee. .South Keii-
sinj^ton, which. wIk-u remodelled under the direction f)f his
architect, Mr. i-'reaUe, he used as the town house (»f iiimself
and his famil) from the winter of 1S62 to 1S7S. when they
linally took possession of the lar|L;c house that he huilt at
i'alacc CJate.
''May 2S///. iSOi.-— .Sir Coutts I.indsa). Lad\- .Somers.
and Mrs. 1 )alr\ in|)le ha\e just heen here, and wen; in
ecstasies about the picture. .Mthou^h I ask a hij^" price
for it, which the dealers are trvinu' to beat ilown, I shall
not \s\\'v way an inch, as they are ciM'tain to resell it imme-
(liaK.'ly to some nobleman's collection, and mak(! an immense
profit by it. Last (;venini; I dined with Lord Lansdowne.
We had a deliL^htfuI dinner: ever\ thinj^' most mai^nificcnt.
The beautiful Lady W'aterford was there, and 1 had a loni;
talk with her. .She is rather handsomer than when I saw
her seven vears aLi'o — a little stouttrr, and certainlv the noh/cs/-
looking ii'onr.in I ever siuc. .She is comiiiL;" to see my picture,
but returns to her casiU; in Northumberland immediat(,'!y.
She asked after you. (jeiUM'al Hamilton, too, who ilined
with us in York Terrace, was there.
" I went afterwards to Captain Murray's, and to the
Alhambra to see Leotard, a I'Vench <'vmnast, who Hies
through the air from swiiiiiin'' rones -verv extraordinarv.
To-morrow is the Derby, and to-day I have been W( rkini^
most successfully, havint^- nearl\- fmished the other il istra-
tion for Hurst and l^lackett— -one of the ' Orley Larm'
ones — and the fourth one for Mr. Plint. My model. Miss
Beale, was sitting- until Sir Coutts Liiulsay and his j)arty
came, and held in her arms a bain', lo/iii/i I had hoi'rovjcd !
I have heard nothinj^- from Freake ; but the studio is pro-
J(ressins4".
" Dal/iel was here yesterdav, and very anxious to ixet me
to finish the drawings of the i)arables by next year for the
great exhibition, and I of course promised to do my best."
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[1861
"'May 30///. -Yesterday morning, before going to the
Derby, I called to see Lady Waterford and her drawings.
She was so pleased, I think, for I found her drawings
magnificent, so I could i)raise honestly. She was very kind
and nice, and begged particularly to be remembered to you.
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but I only got a small headache this time, and slept it
off in an hour or so, after which I got up and went to
Lewis's Club, where he gave Jopling and myself something
to eat. After that we went to Cremorne. One striking
fact which greatly astonished me was the absence of in-
toxication. 1 never saw one man or woman drunk tne
whole day, and must have passed thousands upon thousan Is
of people ; nor did I see a single row either at the rac-:-
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"TIIK RANSOM"
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course or the gardens, to wliich ahiiost the whole company
c.ime straight from the course. The gardens were beau-
tifully lit up with thousands of lamps, and the night was
warm and lovelv. Then there was tlancing- on the green-
.sward — of course, amongst a certain class. Two splendid
bands of music, and eating and drinking in e- erv direction;
yet not a single person drunk. I am very fresh this morning",
and i^oing on with the 'Orley Farm' illustrations. Jopling-,
too, is up, and beautiful in summer array. Last night, of
course, I saw everybody, from every place I know — Perth
men from their regiments. Stirling of Keir, Monckton
Milnes, Leech, Thackeray, William, Jue (his wife), and the
Hoares. . . .
"This evening I spend quietly with Dalziel, to look over
proofs and talk the parables over, and on Saturday I
nave promised to go to Kingston and see my people, and
perhaps row up the river, as they propose a jiicnic."
'' ftiiic 6th, 1861. Flint has just been here and bought
the picture of Mrs. Aitkin and John Lindsay, and I have
promised to paint a small oil for him of Lucy Roberts.
Flint gave X • ^1150 for ' Ihe Black Brunswicker,'*
and some time ago gave him ^fooo for 'The Royalist.'
So vuicli for X telling nic that he had lost by mc! IS'ow,
when he comes, I will .say nothing to lead him to suppose
that I know all about it ; but it puts me on my guard for the
future."
■' The Ransom," however (his big j)icture), was not sold ;
.so he went to Bowerswell at the beginning of August, and
had some pleasant days' trout-fishing at Loch Le\'en with
Leech and John Anderson, the minister of Kinnoull.
Before closing this chapter it is necessary to say a few
words about "The Ransom" and its subsequent history.
Commenced with "Trust Me ' in the autumn of i860, the
picture was not completed till the spring of 1862. The
subject is that of the detention of two maidens who had been
captured during the Middle Ages. The girls are .seen in the
act of returning to their father, a black-bearded knight, who
in turn has to present gold and gems for their release. The
costumes in this picture were most carefully studied. " Most
of them," says my mother, " were made by me, and I designed
them from a book on costume lent bv Ladv Kastlake." She
■ When first sold to a dealer "The I51ack Briinswicker " fetched ^816.
May, i8y8, it was sold by the executors of the late James Kenton for /,2,65o.
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
[1S61
then gives a few particulars as to the background and models.
"The tapestry was the last part which was painted. It was
done in the unfinished portion of the South Kensington
Museum, where IVIr. Smith, the decorator, hung it in position
for the artist. Millais had great trouble with the knight.
The head was taken from his friend Major Boolhby, who
gave him many sittings ; but at the last moment he con-
sidered the expression unsuitable, and so called in the services
of a Mr. Miller. The figure of the knight he drew from
a gigantic railway guard, appropriately named ' Strong,* who
was afterwards crushed to death in Perth Station. The page
was a handsome youth named Reid, and Major McHean,
92nd Highlanders, and a labourer sat for the guards. lioth
the girls were painted from one model. Miss Helen Petrie."
CHAPTER X.
1 86 1- 1 867
A holiday in Suthcrlandshire — "The Eve of St. Agnes" — Comfortless surround-
ings — Death of Thackeray— His funeral— " My First Sermon" — I'ictures of
1863 — Paints Tom Taylor's son — Letter from Tom Taylor— " Esther" —
("lordon's yellow jacket — "The Romans Leaving Britain" — Letter from Anne
Thackeray Ritchie — "Waking " -In Scotland with Sir William Harcourt and
Mr. Reginald Cholmondeley — Meeting with Dr. Livingstone— Livingstone in
pursuit of salmon — Millais goes abroad with his wife, Sir William Harcourt,
and Sir Henry Layard — He buys Michael Angelo's " Lcda and the Swan" —
Memorable evening at "X'illa Spencc" — Adelina I'atti as a dancer— Makes the
acquaintance of Liszt — They travel with Mario — "Waking" — The Callander
shootings — Amusing letter from Sir William Harcourt — Letter to William
Fenn — A deer drive in (ilcn Artnev.
''T^HE autumn of 1861 was spent in Sutherlandshire,
A where, as I (father from his letters, Millais found oreat
enjoyment while fishing and shooting along with his friend
" Mike" Halliday. In August of that year they were staying
at Lairrilse) just
up from the salt water. It struggled awfully, and took me
down the ri\'er in the most tj^allant way. We have just
returned from diining with the Holfords. who are indefatig-
able in their kindness and attention. I never experienced
such unaffected kindness., and Mike finds the same. Poor
little chap, he hasn't even risen a fish at all yet, except
trout."
The letter winds up with an injunction to practise croquet,
which was all the raj^e just then.
The later autumn davs and the followinuf winter were
mainlv devoted to naintino- "The \\V)man Lookinir for the Lost
Piece of Monev"- showino- a female figure in the moonli(dit
holding" a lighted candle, with which she searches the tloor.
The picture unhappily came to an untimely end, but an
eni^ravino- of it (made before it left the artist's hands) gives
some idea of the striking effects o' minuled moonliirht and
candle-light as depicted. In 1862 Millais gave the picture to
Baron ^larochetti in exchange for a marble bust of my
mother by this famous sculptor, and one day the gas meter
in the Baron's house in Onslow Square exploded, and the
picture (frame and all) was shot through the window into the
street, and completely destro\ed.
During the spring of 1862 he was hard at work on a
portrait of Mr. Puxley, a hunting squire, and the little picture
of " The White Cockade," in which a Highland lady is seen
attaching the white badge of the Jacobites to her lover's
cocked hat. My mother sat for this picture, and an excellent
portrait of her at that time is preserved there. A Scotch
friend, hearing by chance of the subject of the painting, was
good enough to present her with one of the original cockades
worn in the bonnets of Prince Charlie's followers — a badge
now extremely rare.
The summer of this year was an exceedingly busy one for
the artist. He did an immense quantity of work for London
Society. Messrs. Smith, Elder, and Co., Macmillan, Chapi^^an
and Hall, Sampson Low and Co., Dalziel, and Bradbury nd
Evans, and something too for the Illnstrated London N.:'^s.
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FISHING AND SHOOTING
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III the Academy he exhibited "The Ransom" (sometimes
tilled "The HostaL;e"), "Trust Me," "The Parable of the
Lost Piece of Money," and " Mrs. Charles P'reeman. "
Auj^^iist was now at hand, and with a li^ht heart he tied
awav to his beloved Scotland, where he had taken care to
secure beforehand what promised to afford excellent sport.
I'irst of all he went to the Helmsdale, the hshinj^- of
which he and his friend. Colonel Cholmondely, had taken
for that month. There, however, the fates favoured the hsh
rather than the tishermen. and at the end of the month
\\('. moved on to Inveran inn. near Tain, where Mike
Halliday and he had part of the river Shin for the month
of September. Here another disappointment awaited him
as to the fishint^; but his letters show that in other respects
ihe holiday was an enjoyable one. Writinj^' to my mother
oil .September 2nd, he says : —
" I arrived here yesterday morninL;- at half-past five, and
travelled all nio;ht, never i^ettinj^ a wink of sleep. However,
when I had had a tub I felt all rioht. There was no
bed for me anyhow. I^randreth was here, and left this
mornini;' with his wife, who came uj) from Dunrobin. He
is a most kind fellow- took me out shooting all yesterday,
and the result will come to you in the shape of a box
of (grouse. Mike took Mr. H.'s ^un in the evening-, and
we o-ot ten more brace, which made it a j^ood day.
Mr. B. has oiven me all his part of the river to fish in,
besides the ris^ht lo shoot with Mike on a moor fifteen
or sixteen miles awav from here ; also to take three davs
on the moor immediately adjcMnins^" this inn, where we killed
the birds vesterdav. It is verv fortunate, as the fishlp^
is very bad this year. I went out last evening" after the
shootino", and only rose one fish. . . . The Cholmondtlys
were verv sorrv at mv leavinu, and were most kind. You
may expecf to see him in Perth about the 15th. Brandreth
also nrave me a uia'^nijiccnl salmon-rod — insisted on my
taking- it — and su[)plied us with a lot of lij^hts and tobacco.
Leech is not here yet. Have you heard of him ? The
ri\er is too losv here now, strange to say, and last year
it was too hiLjh."
Towards the end of the season he took up his quarters
at Howerswell ; and with a view to the well-known picture.
372
JOHN KVHKHTT MILLAIS
fisr,:
I
5;
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fr.
"My l''irst Sermon," inv sister \'A'f\v, then a child of l"i\c
years, was selected as the model. .She also sat two M-ars
later for the c()mj)anion picture of " My S(;cond Sc-rmon, "
and from that time onwards all the children in turn were
enlisted as models for different pictures.
Later on in the autumn of 1862 some lines in Keats"
Ixiautiful poem. "The I^ve of St. Allies," caught the fancN
of the artist, invitint^" him to illustrate them on canvas;
and this he determined to do at once.
" I'uU on tills casement slidne the wintry moon,
And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast.
# * * * #
Of all its wreathed |)earls her hair she frees ;
Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one ;
Loosens her fragrant bodice ; by degrees
Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees ;
Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed,
J'ensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees
In fancy fair .St. Agnes in her bed,
Jiut dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled."
H ,t where was a suitable backi^round to be found ? I he
j)icture, as conceived by the artist, demanded an interior
such as was not to be seen in Scotland, so far as lie
knew ; but in the historic mansion of Knole Park was a
room well known to him. and. exactly suited to his pur-
j)ose. So, comino- South rather earlier than usual this
year, he and my mother betook themsehes to Sevenoaks,
where, at a wavside hostelry, they remained throu<>h()iit
December.
Knole was close by — a lari^e house, tenanted b)' an old
caretaker — and, except the floor (then covered with modern
parquetry), this wonderful old room had undergone no
chani^e whatever since the time of James I. The old
furniture and fittin*^s of solitl silver were still there, the same
old tapestry adorned the walls, and a death-like stillness
pervaded the apartment — "a silence that might be felt"
at the midnight hour when the moonlight was streamin.n'
in through the window and no fire was burning on t'le
hearth. And yet that was the time when the j)icture must
be painted — that and a few hours later -otherwise the ex ct
direction of the moonbeams falling on the figure could i ot
be caught. No wonder, then, that my father, though in
no means a nervous man. was sensible of a high state 't
fl«f^.J
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THK KVK OF ST. AGNIiS"
111
lilcl of fixe
two Ntars
1 S(;rm()n,"
turn were
i in 1\ (.'ills'
It the taiit y
on canvas ;
jiind ? The
an interior
far as lu-
^irk was a
to his |)ur-
Lisual lliis
Sevenoaks,
throui^houi
1 by an old
v'ith modern
der<4"one no
'The oM
re, the same
ke stillness
It be felt"
s streaming
inL>' on the
)icture must
,e the e\;!Ct
•e could I ''t
thouL;h . y
.4-h state it
t -nsion while sitting- at his work for thre-, and of course t'le
lOW iti the
;l'I1 by Art
IS anioiv^st
lUirlin.nlnii
iiU(;rest as
Writing to
chap, to 1h;
artist who
ion's sake 1
he craft, for
,hat tlo the
Nothing !
comes the
comparative
•genius l)it.
Pk!Nsi:i'."
I of a com-
le artist set
o\v Manjuis
: succession,
the Lucky
eel shovviii;4'
ed joy and
born ; l)ut
ickeray. the
n over the
devotedly
s his faihiig
em shortly
t neither of
It they and
1 Christnias
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hope trL''v.
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whidc house :< in a sialc ot llic iitinnsi cotil'iisinn and |iaiu.
I'Ik \ lirsi sent t»> Charlie ("(tlliiis aiul his wile, who utiu
iinnu'diatclN , and havtr hccii ahiiost coiislaiul\ iht ic vwx
s\\\Qv.. I sent this inoriiiii;^ lo know how thi' mother and
>'irls W(Te, and called invselt this afternoon ; and thev arc;
sutVerinn' terribly, as you niijjjht expect. lie was found Kin;^
haik, with his arms ovi-r his head, as thoui^h in i^real pain.
I shall hear more, of course. {'".Ncryone I meet is allecled
hy his death. Xothinj.; else is spoken of."
.\nd a'-ain, three davs later : -
" I ^o to-morrow with Walker, Prinsep, and Theotlorc
Martin, to poor Thackeray's funeral Keiisal Cireen Ceme-
t(.-rv ; half-past twelve. I send everv dav to ask after tlu.*
mother and i^irls. 'i'hey are dreadfully broken h) the
death.
" My model is waiting, so I must leave off now. I made
a heautiful little drawiii"'- of Laclv I'.dwarils' babv IviiV'' in the
«• * r^
bassinet. Of course 1 had to idealise somewhat, as there
was a look of pain in the face.
" I had riv(! men dining;" with me last ni|.^"ln, and the
conversation was entireK about the loss we ha\'e all sus-
taineci. Cayiey, Doyle, IVinsep, Martineau, and jopliuL;'
\\i'r(; the j)arty."
In another letter, on December 31st, he added :
" I went yesterday to the funeral, in Theodore: Martin's
carriage. It was a mournful scene, and badly manat^ed, A
crowd of women were there— from curiosity, I suppose — -
dressed in all colours ; antl rountl the ^rave scarlet and
blue feathers shone out prominently ! Indeed, the true
mourners ;'nd friends could not j^et near, and intimate
friends who were present had to be hustled into their jjlaces
durini;' the cerem(»ny of interment. We all, of course,
followed from the chapel, and by that time the t^rave was
surrounded. There was a i^reat lack of what is called
' hij^h society,' which I was surprised at. None of that
class, of whom he knew so many, were j)r(,'sent. The
painters were nearly all there — more even than the literary
men. The review of his life and works vou sent me is
(/uih' ih'aiitifnl- ~]U)=>i what it oui^ht to be --I supj)ose by Dr.
John Brown, who was a threat friend."
" Mv First Sermon " was exhibited this vear in the
Academy, and at the Academy bancjuet on May 3rd, when
(accordinL;" to a newspaper report now before me) the
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I.
t
I,
Archbishop of Canterbury, in Ji graceful speech, referred to
it as follows :- —
" Still, Art has, and ever wi'l have, a hi^h and noble
mission to fulfil. That man, I think, is little t(^ be envied
who can pass through these rooms and ^o forth without
beiiio' in some sense a better and a happier man ; if at
least it be so (as I do believe it to be) that we feel our-
selves the better and the happier when our hearts arc
enlari^ed as we sympathis*- with the joys and the sorrows
of our fellow-men, faithfully delineated on the canvas ; when
our spirits are touched by che playfulness, the innocence, the
purity, and may I not add (pointing' to Millais' picture of
'My First Sermon') the piety of childhood."
This little |)ictiire of I^fhe* was extremely popular. The
artist himself was so j)leased with it that, before going North
in August of that year, he made an oil coj)y of it, doing tJK;
work from start to finish in two days ! A truly marvellous
achievement, considering that the copy displayed almost the
same high finish as the original ; but in those two days he
worked incessantlv from mornin<4" to ni'>ht, never even break-
ing off for lunch in the middle of the day. Well might he
say, as he did in a letter to my mother, " I never did any-
thing in my life so well or so quickly." The copy was sold
as soon as it was finished, and I >' e from an entry in my
mother's book that he received ^180 for it.
He was now, so far as I can judge, at the simimit of his
powers in point of both physical strength and technical skill,
the force and rapidity of his execution being simply amazing.
Leaving my mother at Bowerswell early in January, 1864,
he returned to town, where, soon after his arrival, John
Leech cune to see him. As an old and intimate friend ot
Thackera\', Leech was distressed beyond measure by his
death. He should never get over it, he said ; and a month
or two later his words gained a painful significance by his
own death from heart disease. My father was constantly with
him during the last stage of this terrible complaint, and never
ceased to lament the loss of his old friend and companion.
I his )'ear proved to be most prolific of all in point of work.
Writing to my mother on January 13th, he said :
" I will come and look out for a backgrocind for ' Moses."
* " My First" and "My Second Scitiion" were botli |)ainted in tlie old clnii h
at Kiny,ston-on-'riianies, wliere Millais' jjarents resided. The old liigh-bacV' d
pews liad not then been removed.
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MY SECOND SERMON
379
I am just i^oing to beoin T^ttie sleeping' in the pew. It is
vcrv dark, but enouirli iiu'ht for clravvin!>-. Have done both
'Arabian Nights' drawings, and another (two since you left)
illustration for Good Words. I missed my train to Trollope
on Sundav, and had to take a hansom all the wav to
W althani — two hours there, and two back, but I t;"ot there
in time for dinner.
" Hablot Brown is illustratino- his new serial. Chapman is
piiblishini^ it. and he is not pleased with the illustrating', and
proposed to me to take it off his hands, but I declined.
Messrs. C. and H. i^ave him so much more for his novel that
they wished to save in the illustrations, and now Trollope is
desirous of foret^oiny; his extra j^rice to have it done by me."
" Effie sleeping in the pew" was, as indicated above, the
subject of " My Second .Sermon," in which, the novelty of
the situation having' worn off, the child is seen fast asleep,
bc'ino- overcome by the heat of the church, and probably by
the soporific inlluence of the pulpit. The Archbishop of
Canterbury referred also to this work in his speech at the
Academy bancpiet in 1865. According to the newspapers of
the period his words were : —
" I would say for myself that I always desire to derive
profit as well as pleasure from my visits to these rooms. On
the present occasion I have learnt a very wholesome lesson,
which may be u.,efully studied, not by myself alone, but by
those of mv right reverend brethren also who surround me.
I see a little lady there (pointing to Mr. Millais' picture of a
child asleep in church, entitled ' My Second Sermon'), who,
though all unconscious whom she has been addressing, and
the homilv she has been reading' to us durino- the last three
hours, has in truth, by the elocjuence of her silent slumber,
!^i\en us a ivaniing of the evil 0/ lengthy scnuons and drowsy
discourses. Sorr\' indeed should 1 be to disturl) that sweet
and peaceful slumber, but I beg that when she does awake
she may be informed who they are who have pointed the
moral of her story, have drawn the true inference from the
change that has passed over her since she has heard her
'first sermon,' and have resolved to profit by the lecture
she has thus delivered to them."
" Leisure Hours," a picture combining the portraits of
Mr. John Pender's two daughters, was next taken uj). Then
c;mie "Charlie is My Darling," a picture for which Lady
Pallisser sat, and to which a little romance is attached. Whilst
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JOHN kvkrp:tt millais
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Millais was at work on this picture Sir William Pallisscr
visited the studio, where he was much struck with the face of
the lady as portrayed. He begijed for and obtained an
"MV SKCOXn SKRMOX.' 1S63
By /icriiiissioii 0/ II, Crurvs niiii Son
introduction, and afterwards falling" deeply in love with one
another, she became Lady Pallisser. That work, too, .\'i^
exhibited this year, and is now in the possession of an old
friend of my father's, Mr. James Reiss. An illustratio in
;im Pallisscr
h the fcice of
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South," was also in hand now, for which my mother's sister,
Alice dray (now Mrs. Stii)l)arcl) sat ; but the picture, though
fmished in time for the Academy, was not exhibited till the
following- year.
A portrait of Harold, son of the Dowai^er Countess of
Winchelsea. was also painted this year, and satisfied with the
work already done, Millais went off in July to the Helmsdale
to try his luck once more as a fisherman. Of his life there,
and the sport he met with, I have unfortunately no record,
as, my mother being with him, no letters passed between
them.
It was in the late autumn of 1864 that the artist completed
an excellent portrait of Wyclif Taylor, son of his friend Tom
Taylor, of F^imch fame a portrait that seems to have given
great satisfaction to the parents.
From Tout Taylor.
"8. Rkhmom) Tkrkack, Wiiitkiiai.l, S.W.,
'' December 2'jtli, 1864.
" Mv DEAR Millais,--! cannot allow the day to pass
without thanking you for your beautiful portrait of our boy.
It is an exquisite picture of a child, and a perfect likeness,
both his mother and myself feel that you have given us a
(juite inimitable treasure, which, long years hence, will enable
us to recall what our boy was at the age when childhood is
loveliest and finest. Should we lose him which Heaven
avert -the picture will be more precious still.
" It seems to us the sweetest picture of a child even you
have painted. If you would like to have it exhibited, I w^it^S.
not say it is at your service for the purpose.
•' With renewed thanks, and all the best wishes of the
season for vou and vours,
" Believe me, ever gratefully yours.
" Tom Taylor.
'• P.S.— I send vou mv Christmas tjift in return, however
inade([uate. The . . . F)allad Book, which owes so much to
your pencil."
I have suggested that in point of technical skill Millais
attained the zenith of his power in 1864, but the fact is too
plain to be overlooked, that 1865 marked a distinct advance
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JOHN HVKRHTT MILLAIS
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in the direction of lar_L;er and more important pictures, and
greater breadth of treatment. His first picture this year was
Tlie I^vil One Sovvin"' T
ires
anc
1 th
en came
Hsih
er
and "The Romans Leaving- IJritain," hoth of which present
a fuhiess of jjower and faciHty of (expression such as he liad
never heiore cusp
laved.
anc
1 tl
lis too Wl
thout
an\ sacnhce ot
the hi'>"h fmish that characterised his earlier worlds. In these
pictures he seems
to hi
i\e accomplis
ihed
witl
a sinLiflc dash of
the brusli effects that, in lormer Nears, he attained onl\- 1)\
hours of hard woris.
Miss Susan Ann xMackenzie, sister of Sir Alexaniler
Mackenzie, sat for the principal fii^un; in '• I'^sther."
A lady kindly furnishes me with the following' note :
"The robe thrown o\er the shoulders of 'Kstlier' was
Cieneral Gordon's 'Yellow Jacket.'* in this 'Yellow jacket
General Gordon sat to Valentine Prinsep, r.a., for the
])ortrait for the Royal Kn<;"ineers' mess-room at Chatham.
Milk
us so admired tnis splenc
1 thi
did
P"
,'ce of l)rocade that he
dressed Miss Muir Mackenzie in it, but litrninoit inside on/.
so as to have l^roader masses of colour. With her fine hair
unbountl, and a royal crown in her hand, she sat for ' Oueeii
listher.' The picture was bought from a dealer bv \^'^\
husband, antl it has since passed to Mr. Alex. Henderson
with the rest of his collection."
Millais was paintini;" Miss Mackenzie's head when the
Yellow jacket was brouj^ht in. and, as he draped it on her,
' 'ea of Oueen Esther; vou
must let me paint \ou like
my
that.
The subject of " 'Hie Romans leavinj^" Britain " is one
which had alwavs had a ureat attraction for Millais. We
see here, as Mr. Stephens says, " the partini;" between a
Roman leijfionarv and his British mistress. Thev are i)lace(l
on a cliff-path oxerlooki
nsi
th
e sea, wnert
•h{
ai'Li'e oaiU'v
is waiting' for the soldier. He kneels at the woman's teet,
with his arms clasped about her body ; his face, thoLi^li
unhelmeted. is hidden from us in her breast ; her hands arc
upon his shoulders, and she looks steadfastly, with a
passionate, easier, sa\aoe stare uj)on the melancholy waste
of the L>rev and restless sea. "
* At tliL" end of tlic Tacping Rebellion, and when Cordon yave up the coinmaiKl
o*" the 'e\ei-\irtorioiis aiMiiy,' the Chinese Coxernnient tried to offer him rewai^'--.
He would take nothing but the rank of Ti-Tu, or Field Marshal, and the 'r;;;e
and high dignity of the I'l'/A'Ti'/^ctvir/."'— Moui.c.kk's Life of d onion., vol. i. p. i-'--
i>S ;]
WAKING"
;^«5
riic sentiment and pathos of this picture were much
auinired, and soon after the close of thi; I'!xhil)ition (1S65)
Millais received the followinii" interesting; letter from Miss
Anne Thackerax', dau'>hter of the novelist before referred
to, written from the home of the 'I'ennvsons at Freshwater.
Isleof Wi^ht:
" I thought of you one ilay last week when we took a
walk with Tennvson and came to some cliffs, a sweep of
sand, and the sea ; and I almost expected to see poor
Boatlicea up on the cliff, with her passionate eyes. I heard
Mr. Watts and Mr. IVinsep lookini^" for her somewhere else,
but 1 am sure mine was on the cliff. Mr. Watts has been
paintinj^- Hallam and Lionel Tennyson. W'e hear him when
wc wake, plavinijf his fiddle in the earlv morninij:. Fhev are
;ill so kind to us that we do not know how to be j^rateful
enoutjfh. We have had all sorts of stra\' folk. lowett and
the Dean of Christchurch. and cousins witlunit nimiber. It
has been verv i)leasant juid sunshinv. and we feel as if
we should like to live (Ml here in lodjuinL^s all the rest of our
lives. Last niL^ht ' Kin^' Alfred' read out ' ^hlude.' It was
like beautiful harmonious thunder and li^htninj^". ... I
cannot help longing to know the fate of ' Esther' .... after
she went in through the cm'tains."
The daui^hter of Scott Russell (the engineer of the Great
Eastern) sat for the P)ritish maiden " Hoadicea," and the
picture ultimately became the property of .Sir Lowthian P)ell.
The background was painted down at Truro in Cornwall,
whce for a week Millais was the guest of Bishop Phillpotts
at Porthwidden.
At this time he had some idea of |)ainting one of the
I dosing scenes in the life of Mary Queen of Scots, and with
H view to this he exchanged se\eral letters with Lroude,
[the historian, who kindly gave him all the information in
his power. His letters, however, went to prove that the
incident the artist had in mind had no foundation in fact,
I so the idea was at once abandoned.
In July he commenced the picture known as "Waking"
-a portrait of my sister Mary sitting up in bed — and was
|;,^etting well on with it when his little model showed
ii;j;ns of illness that compelled him to leave off for a time.
It was finished, however, later on, and is now in the col-
lection of Mr. Holbrook Gaskell. A bed. with all its
'iccessories, is not commonlv a thing of beautv, but in this
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JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
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case the artist made it so, the hii^h finish of the still-life
adding i^reatly to the j^eneral effect. W'ritinj^" to my mother
on th;; 2C)th of this month, ht; says: "I am vvorUino- very
hanl. Have commenced the duplicaLes of ' I'^sther.' and
commence the; Romans to-day. 'Joan of Arc' is !4()ne, ;iii(l
I am hourly expectini;' Aj^new to send for Alice [ ' Swallow.
Swallow '}."
On Aiii^List I 2th he and his friend Reginald Cholmondeley
went off to the North this time to Argyle, where Sir
William Harcoiirt had taken a shooting called Dalheiiiia.
amon<»st the lovelv hills near Inverarv. The great leader
of the Liberals jjroved a most admirable host, and many
are the good stories told of the jovial times the three friends
had together. How Millais enjoyed it may be gathered
from the following letters to his wife, all dated in August,
1866. In the first he says :
" Harcourt and I shot twentv-three brace yesterdav in a
frightful sun, and enjoyed the day very much. Cholmondeley
is not well (knocked uj) by the heat), so he didn't accom-
pany us. H. is sending all the birds to England, and we
don't like to have birds for ourselves. The cuisine is like
that of a good club. His cook is here and manservant,
and the comfort is great — altogether delightful — and the
grapes and peaches were thoroughly appreciated. The
Duke and Duchess of Sutherland left yesterday. She
looked so pretty at luncheon on Sunday. We have a great
deal of lausihinLi". To-dav we are LToing to fish in I.och
Fyne for Lytlu\ which afford good sport ; and to-morrow
we shoot again. Cholmondeley has his keeper and dogs
with him. H. has a kilted keeper of his own, besides the
ponies for the hill with saddlebags. We are going to \isit
the islands in a yacht, as the rivers are too dry for fishing
salmon.
" I have been unusuallv well since coming here, and verv
merry. Lord Lome is a very nice pleasant fellow, and
all the family are kindly, and as soon as the Duke returns I
we are to dine there. Our cottage is such a pretty spot-
roses and convolvulus and honeysuckle over the porch, ;ind[
a swallow feeding her young within reach of our hands."
Of these Dalhenna days Millais loved to recall an amusing!
incident, the hero being one of the three shooters, who hall
be nameless. One evening durini> a casual stroll about die
domain, the sportsman spied a magnificent "horned b(:;ist
the still-life
{) my mother
kvorkini;' very
I^sthcr.' and
is ;4()nc'. ami
:e 1 ' .Swallow.
^holmoncU'ley
L', where Sir
I'd Dalheniiii.
; jrreat leader
St, and many
I three friends
be gathered
ed in August,
.-esterday in ti
Cholmondeley
didn't accom-
oland, and we
cuisine is like
d manservant,
tful — and the
eciated. 1 he
sterdav. She
have a j^reat
fish in Loch
Imd to-morrow
per and doj^s
n, besides die
■ going to visit
ilry for fishing'
here, and very
It fellov.'. and
Duke returns]
pretty spot-
]he porch, and
lur hands. '
jail an amusing
Iters, who hall
troll about the|
Ihorned bc^st
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LKTTKR TO HIS WIFI':
389
H.-azin_L;' peacefully on their little hill, in the i^loainiiiL; it
jnoiiiecl ii|) as a stajL; ol" tine proportion'. ; and without pausing'
In (examine it through a j^dass. he rushed into the house, and,
■.I'i/injL^ a rille, adxanced u|)on iiis (|uarr\ with all the stealth
,iiul cunninj^" of an acconi|)Iished stalUi-r. 'I'he crucial moment
came at last. I I is finL^cr was on the tri<.^^u;('r, and the death
of the animal a certainty, when a raucous ili|^hland \ oic(?
bellowed in his ear. " N'e 're no L;aen to shute the meenisier's
'>(>at, are vc; .'' "' Tiihleau I
In a second letter to m\ mother he sa\ s : " I larcourt is
havin,!^- a new ^jrate put into his kitchen, to soften his cook.
We have comt; in the do|4-cart hert- for the da\ . taUinn Ijoat
ill Cladich and leaving' it almost imnu'diatiiK in terror,
tntm the unsafeness of the boat in heavy waves. We walked
oil here, and H. at once let l^o a storm of invectixc ai^ainst
the landlady and the waiter, both heiiiL;' so supremely in-
different al)out our custom, that we had ''real difhcultv in
assuagiuLj our appetites. After Ioul; suffering we obtained
onl\' verv tou<'h chops and herrinijs. We return to-morrow
and shoot attain on Saturda\'. I'o-da\' we dro\e throuj^h
what the natives call the ' Duke's policies,' and met the i^reat
man himself, who was all smiles and j)()liteness.
" I will retiM-n chrectly the fortnii^^ht is out, but not before,
as M. looks on me as his mainstay in shooting', Cholmon-
dclev not l)ein<'' well and axoidinLT the heavv work on the
moor. The weather has been imendurably hot, but I thrive
ill it, and would Ik; happy but for the midges, which nearly
destroy all my pleasure. Harcourt is goin^; to make out a
plan for our tour abroad, as he knows all the j)arts we intend
visitin<>". Outside has been a dreadful bov-(ierman band
playino- for two hours, but now they have left off with ' God
Save the Oueen ' ; while just above us a duet has commenced,
by two vounu' ladies — ' Masaniello.'
" We have killed comparatively little game, but enough to
make it pleasant, and I exj)ect i)lenty of black game. Ral)bits
are abundant, and no one could be more kind and jolly than
Harcourt.
" I like to hear from some of noli every da\ , that \ou are
iill well ; and after this fling I will return and work like a
Iiojan, before going South. I would like, if possible, to
I paint the firs at Kinnoull as a background, besides the copies."
In his next letter he describes his meeting with Dr.
Livingstone, of whom he saw a good deal during the rest
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of his Slav .11 I )alli('niia. After this he trc(|uciulv diiU'd ,it
the Casile, and liad loiV' and intcri'siinij talks with tlic
famous explorer, who iiseil in the eveniii}^^ to aiiuise tl.c
|)iiled
(ih..j
itly tliiucl at
ks willi tlic
I aiiuisf tl.c
tVica, then a
L-h Awe, ami
ami another
•iiu'iu of I )r.
roiUict'cl, ami
salmon in a
which sank
i from vvhirh
the Duchess
1 asked us to
brace on the
but Liviii.i,f-
are sons ami
billiards, and
' and not very
nd 1 think of
ihootinjj; com-
veek we shall
to return now
sed to stay a
werswell. and
(a picture for
ure, my Aunt
and his wife
Ihe Continent,
lere they were
y Layard and
mous archao-
open book to
impanion, and
e all the best
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he last ot his
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MEETS ADELINA PATTI
391
Millais to buy at any price, sayin<( that, if he did not do so,
he would buy it himself for his friend Lord Wimborne,
although he had no commission to do so. It was probably
the last occasion, he said, on which a (genuine work by
Michael Angelo would be for sale, as the Italian Government
were then about to put in force an Act prohibiting the removal
from the country of great and well-known works of Art.
Millais, therefore, attended the sale and purchased the
" Leda," which was at once packed and sent off to London.
A most fortunate thing for him. for the very next day came
a missive from the Russian (iovernment requesting the
Italian (iovernment to buv the "Leda" for them at anv
price, and the latter were not too well pleased when they
heard that it was already on its way to England.
One evening my father and mother were invited to dine
with a Mr. Spence at the Villa Spence a house that formerly
belonged to the Medicis, and is now one of the show places
in Florence, with its exquisite gardens and wonderful under-
i^round chapel. They did not know whom they were to
meet, but on arriving there they found amongst the guests
Mario, Grisi and her three daughters, as well as Adelina
and Carlotta Patti, and their brother-in-law Strakosch--
altogether a dinner-party of geniuses. But geniuses enjoy
themselves very much like other people. They told each
other all the best stories they could think of in connection
with their public lives, and after dinner Strakosch played,
and Millais danced nearly the whole evening with Adelina
Patti, who proved herself almost as good a waltzer as a
vocalist. They met again at some state function in London
about a year before his death, when she recalled the happy
time they had spent that evening at the Villa Spence.
From Florence, accompanied by their friends, they visited
Bologna and Venice, where they stayed with Mr. Rawdon
Brown in his palace on the Grand Canal. Then to Rome,
where they had to undergo the delights of fumigation by
sulphur, and were nearly suffocated ; for this was in the days
of Cardinal Antonelli, when the fear of the plague was at its
height. Here, as at Florence, Sir Henrv Lavard aoain acted
as their guide to the Art treasures of the city, and Lord Arthur
Russell took them into the Vatican to see the Pope, Pius IX..
whom mv mother used to describe as a verv nice, benevolent-
looking old gentleman. He was dressed all in white, with a
black biretta, and acknowledged their salutations as he j)assed.
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Almost immcdiHtcK- after he had [)assed out, the Ahiic
Liszt came into the room, and was presented by the P-ritish
Ambassador to mv father and mother. Liszt at once struck
up a conversation with my mother, to the i^reat mortifica-
lion of Iier husband, who was most anxious to talk to him.
but could not speak a word of any other lan«4uaL>e than his
own. After bidding' t^ood-bye to their friends in Rome.
Millais and his wife went on alone to Pisa, to see Sir Charles
P^astlake, I'.r.a., who was then on his death-bed.
Leohorn was now their aim, and after visiting- several other
places on their way, they arrived there at midnight in a way
they did not anticipate. About ten miles from their destina-
llon the railway engine broke down, and there was nothing"
for it but to finish their iournev as thev did, in a countrv cart,
sittinj.( on the top of their luo-i)ai;e. There, however, they
had the good luck to fall in with Mario aL>ain, who afterwards
took ship with them for Genoa, where, with the aid of
despatches, he helped them through the intricacies of the
custom-house — a very real service in those red-tape days.
The splendid V^andykes of (ienoa were an immense pleasure
to my father, but I never heard him express a wish to see
any other masterpieces in the foreign galleries except the;
series of pictures by Velasquez in Madrid, for he already
knew the Paris and Hague galleries, and loathed travelliiiL;'
in any form. And now their faces were set towaids luiglaiul,
home, and duty ; and as there was no railway in those days
along the Riviera, they took the ''diligence" all the way to
Marseilles and from there home by sea,
"Sleeping," "Waking." and "The Minuet," the three
pictures which Millais exhibited in the Royal Academy of
1867, may certainly be classed amongst the specimens of his
later Pre-Raphaelite manner, of which the " \'ale of Rest'
was the first example. It would seem, therefore, that just
for this one year he returned to his old love, before the
production of his broader works of " Jephtha" and " Rosalind
and Celia," both commenced in 1867.
These three pictures were exact i)ortraits of my sisters
Carrie, ]\Liry, and F.ffie, and (as I have often heard Iroin
those who knew them from their mfancy) were n jt idealscd
in the slightest degree. The art of the painter was e.xerc -led
only in seizing upon the beauty of a particular child i ;i
certain moment, and transferring it to his canvas. That vas
not idealising, but simply catching the child at its very tjst.
[.865
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once struck
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talk to him,
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e Sir Charles
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their destina-
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ho afterwards
h the aid of
cacies of liie
ed-tape days,
lense pleasure
a wish to see
s except the
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led travelling-
lids luig-laiul.
in those days
dl the way to
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Academy of
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395
None of the three little j^nrls ever enjoyed sitting for their
l)ortraits. As one of them expressed herself at the time,
' It was so horrid, just after breakfast, to be taken upstairs
and undressed again, to be put to bed in the studio." When
tired of grazing seraphically upwards she would wait till my
father was not looking, and then kick all the bedclothes off,
perhaps just as he was painting a particular fold — a trick
which the artist never seemed to appreciate. The idea for
"Sleeping" was suggested by seeing my sister Carrie, then
a very little girl, fast asleep the morning after a children's
party. Millais went to the nursery to look for the child,
and found the French maid, Berthe, sewing beside the bed,
waiting for her charge to wake up ; and when sitting for this
j)icture the little model used often to go to sleep in real
earnest.
My sister Mary tells the following story about ''Waking."
Being left alone for a few minutes during the painting of this
picture, she slipped out of bed and crept up to the table
where the palettes and brushes were left ; and then, taking
a good brushful of paint and reaching as high as possible,
proceeded to embellish the lower part of the work with some
beautiful brown streaks. Presently she heard her father re-
turning, and bolted back to bed. Foreseeing that in another
minute he would discover the mischief, she wisely hastened
to explain that she had tried to help him in his work by
painting for him the brown floor that she knew he intended.
Poor Millais turned in a desperate fright to his picture, and
saw the harm that had been done, but with his characteristic
sympathv with children he never said a word of reproach to
little Mary, seeing that she had really meant to help.
During 1865 and 1866 he made water-colour copies of
"Ophelia" and "The Huguenot," "The Black Brunswicker,"
'•The Minuet," "Swallow, Swallow," and "The Evil One
Sowing Tares," and copies in oil of "Esther" and "The
Romans " ; also two oil pictures, one of which was a portrait
of a Miss Davidson, and the other a small one of Effie as
" Little Red Riding Hood."
From Sir William Cunliffe Brooks the shootings of
Callander and a small part of Glen Artney were taken in
icS66. This was a grouse shooting, but now and the'i a
stag came on to the ground. Millais got three, and then
a fourth made its appearance, and returned again and again
to the ground — one of the grandest stags ever seen in that
396
JOHN KVKRKTT MILLAIS
[1866
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nci'>hb()Lirh()otl, Mv father was of course keen for a shot, l)ui
he happened to know this sta^', havino- spied it on several
occasions on the borders of the nei_nhbourin!4" forest rented
by Sir WilHani, and being on most friendly terms with the
owner, he let it go. Afterwards, in the course of conversa-
tion, Sir William expressed his anxiety to shoot this particular
stai;;, but added (as any true sportsman would), " If he is any-
where about your march you had better kill iiim."
Days went by, and the end of the season was approachini;,
when one eveninj^' Millais espied the threat sta<4' feedinj^- on
his ground about fifty yards from the march. Now was his
chance his last chance of a shot at such a monarch as this.
He was excited beyond measure, and his stalker was e\eii
more elated, for (as unfortunately sometimes happens) there
was intense rivalry and bitterness between him. a man of
small pretence, and the head stalker at Glen Artney. who was
a tremendous swell in his own conceit. Then the stalk be^an.
and just as the quarry crossed the march a shot from Millais'
rifle laid him dead. At that moment, to the astonishment of
my father, who had seen nobody else about, up rose vSir
William and his stalker, who had been after the same oanie.
The staL>" was therefore carted off to Glen Artney, and Sir
William being" satisfied with my father's explanation, the two
remained as good friends as ever.
After slaying this noble hart, he could not refrain from
exultinii" over his success in a wild letter to his friend Si.*
William Harcourt, who replied as follows : —
From Sir W, V. Harcourt.
" Studlev Roval. Rii'ox.
" October yd, 1 866.
" Mv DEAR IVIii.EAis. — I received your in.sane letter, from
which I gather that )ou are under the impression that yoii
have killed a stag. Poor fellow, 1 pity your delusion. I
hope the time is now come when I can break to you iht;
painful truth. Your wife, who (as I have always told you)
alone makes it possible for you to exist, obser\'ing how the
disappointment of your repeated failures was telling on your
health and on your intellect, arranged with the keepers tor
placing in a proper position a ivoodcti stag constructed li'sC
that of . . . You were conducted unsuspectingly to the spot
and fired at the dunnny. In the excitement of the moment
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DEER-STALKING
397
voLi were carried off bv the liillie. so that vou did not tHsct;rn
the cheat, and Ijeiieved you had really shiin a ' hart of grease."
Poor fellow. I know better; and indeed your portrait of the
sta_o- sitting" up s»ii/iiiii\ ^v'^^"* '^ head as bii^' as a church door
on his shoulders, tells its own tale. I j^ive Mrs, M. j^reat
credit on this, as on all other occasions, for her management
of you. I am happy to hear that the result of the j)ious
fraud has been to restore you to ecjuanimity and comparative
sanity, and 1 hope by the time 1 see you again you may be
wh(jllv restored. ...
" IVay remember me to Mrs. M.
" Yours ever,
" W. \^ H.\R(()URT.
" I see that, in order to keep up the delusion, puffs of your
performance have been inserted in all the papers."
There are some fortunate beings in this world who have
never missed a stag, and never can or will ; but Millais was
not one of these. In the following letter to his friend Mr.
\V. \V. Fenn (written during his tenancy of Callander),
he describes faithfully and amusingly the hardships and dis-
appointments of deer-stalking : -
To Mr. //'. IV. Fciin.
" Callander, N.B.,
" Sunday, October yt/i, 1 866.
*' Dear Fenn, — My wife and eldest daughter have gone to
the FVee Kirk ; and that I may do as good a work, I send
\ou a line, albeit I am aching in all mv limbs from having
crawled over stony impediments all yesterday, in pursuit of
ye suspicious stag. You know the position of all-fours which
fathers assume for the accommodation of their boys, in the
privacy of domestic life, and you can conceive how unsuited
the hands and knees are to make comfortable progress over
cutting slate and knobbly flint, and will understand how my
legs are like unto the pear of over-ripeness.
" I had two shots, the first of which I ought to have killed,
and I shall never forget the tail-betv»een-legs dejection of
tliat moment when the animal, instead of biting the dust,
kicked it up viciously into my face. After more pipes and
whiskey than was good for me, we toiled on again, and a
39«
JOHN KVERKTT MILLAIS
[1860
second time viewed some deer, and repeiited the toilsome
crawlincr I Juive referretl to. lMi()UL>h ! 1 missed that too,
and rode home on our ponv, which must from mv soured
temper have known it too. I tooled him alonj^', heedless of
the danj^ers of the road, until the juladdeninj^" li_i;hts of home
flickered through the dininii; - room window. Mike is not
a svmi)athisin<>' creature under these circumstances, heiiv'
thorouLihlv convinced that a cockchafer's shoulder oul>1u to
be hit tlyino' at a thousand yards ; so, alter the; never-failini^
pleasure of the table, I retired, to tlream of more stomacli
l)erambulations up and down |)recipices of burning- plough-
shares, the demons of the forest lau*(hing at my ineffectual
efforts to hit the mastodon of the j)rairies at fifteen yards
distance. You may depend upon it, roach-hshin*( in a punt
is the thinii^ after all. When you don't excite the pity and
contempt of your keeper, what boots it if you don t strike
your roach ? (probably naught but the float of porcupine is
aware of it), but when you i)roclaim to the mountains, yea,
even to the towns adjoinino- thereto, that you have fired at
the mc/jiarch of the ^len, how can you face the virgins and
j)ipers who come up from the village to crown \ou with
ijOLi-mvrtle, and exalt vour stag's horn through the streets
rejoicing? Every shot fired in the forest is known to be at
a stag, or hind,
'And the shepherd listening, kens well
riiat the monarch of the xien, fell,
Howsomever, if it ends well,
As happens rarely,
And tlie highland laddie Ijreechless,
Hears the shot, and stands quite speechless,
Etc., etc , etc.'
This inspiration comes from ' The Lady of Shalott.' I
think in my old age I must betake myself to the chase of the
gaudy butterfly with net of green, gaffing with the domestic
bodkin. There s the stag-beetle, anyhow, an a the salmon-lly;
and what can exceed the danger of following the pool-lo\ing
dragon-fly?
" All gone to Callander — to the kirk — and the wife will
return presently, seriously inclined ; so will I cast off this
skin of frivolity. You must forgive me f ^r being a boy still,
and a little wild after yesterday's excitement. Michael returns
in a day or two, and we shall very shortly leave this for a
short stay at Perth, and then home to sit under the trophy
"WAKIN(;." 1866
liy /'eniiissinn of H. lirav.s 'i mi Son
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A I)I":i-;k i)ki\'i'
401
dt nn nun antlers. On the \vli(»lc, ilic siii\- licrc has l)ccn
pleasant, in spite nl' a nearly |)er|)etiial rain, v ' ' ' (ilistilleil
ihrniij^h j)eat-l)()_Li") '"'•i'' tl>'t'll will hear from .Stephen Lewis his .Khcntin'es. which
I l)L'liev(; he will narrate In his cnstomers seated all around
liiin in Turkish shawls, in the manner of the "Arabian Xinhts.'
" I low ,\rthur is e\cr to hold his own after the prowess of
Mephen ri'inains to he seen ; hut I wouldn't he Arthur. A
».U"on]H' smell of roast mutton calls me awa\. and I think xour
iiioth(.'r will have enough work in deci|)herin_L; this,
•' Kememher me \-er\- kindly to her. and tell her. tell her,
ihat when 1 return. I come to tiie(^ !
•■ \'er\ sincerel)- xours,
" J. I'A K.kKrr M ii.i.ais."
" I haven't uncorked a tube or moistened a brush, but I
hope the hand hasn't lost its cunnini^."
At the cm\ of the season my father and mother sjjcnt a
\V(;ek with Sir William Cimliffe Hrooks at Drummond Castle,
which he rented from Lath' \\'illou!>hbv de lu'esbv, a place
which, in point of situation and entourai^e. has no suj)erior in
(ireat {Britain; indeed, it wouKl Ik; impossible to imai^ine
more lovelv surroundings. The old castle stands on an
cininence in a j)ar!v in which all the natural beauties of wood
and lake are enhanced bv ll(iral and arboreal !>enis from
foreign lands. Wild fowl of various sorts adorn the lakes,
ind herds of half-wild fallow-deer roam through the park.
1 whilst up in the i^reat wood of Torlum may in aiitimin be
h( ard the voices of the \)h^ wood sta^s.
The sanctuarv in Glen Artnev I'Orest had remained im-
touched since the visit of the Oneen uid Prince Consort in
1845, and now, as the deer were becoming' too numerous,
Sir William decided on a drive. Three rifles were posted on
a hiuh ridi^e above the sanctuary, and over a thousand deer
ciinie up by three separate jjasses. Six or seven of the best
were killed, and of the survivors about seven hundred made
their way into the next corrie, within ten yards of the ladies
who had gathered there to see what the\- could of the sport.
My mother used to describe this as the finest si_L;ht of the
kind she had ever witnessed.
CIIAI'TKR XI.
H()I,.MAN 11 UN I'
A Ki't-'iit fric'iulsl)i|), iinil a s\n\v Id noble ambition ('a'lo in ili54— 'I'lu- donkc) .md
tin,' l)iilValo A linman parallil 'I'lic Jewish model, ,. sliy l)irtl The thtrn iihu-,
and daiif^ers of life in and around JeiiiNaU'm in i(S54 - .\l\enline al the llinok
Kcrilli — Reflections on life— Millais must put forlli all ii' Htroni^th- A liiial
tribute.
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F*ROM what has Ikicii ah'cacly said, it vvill be seen how
clost' and iiitiinate was the rrit:iulshi|) l)c:twe(!ii Ilohiiaii
Hunt and Millais. They were friends toijether in early
youth, and tOLiether thev toiiuht and conciuered the IMiilistiiics
in the days when Pre-Raphaelitisin was attacked on every
side; and though for many years (from 1867 to 1S80) they
^aw but little ot each other, owinLT to Hunt's lonir resideiuc
abroad, they ke{)t up a continuous correspondence, the Inl-
lowing portions of which (interesting from many points of
view) the writer kindly allows me to embody in these pajL^cs,
It is not for me to sing the praises of this distinguishcil
artist, whose works are reverenced of all who know vvhai
high Art means (I am sure he would not thank me if I did);
but this at least I mav sav, that no man had ever a firmer or
a truer friend than my father found in Hunt, and that his
friendship was reciprocated with equal warmth of heart.
The fame of the one was ever dear to the other, and as to
;Hunt, so (ixv was he from any sense of jealousy, thai Ik;
never lost an opportunity for urging his friend to j)ut torih
all his powers whenever any great exhibition was on loot
either at home or abroad. " 'I'he usual Liberal whip," my
father would playfully remark, when one of these missises
came by post ; and seldom, if ever, did he fail to respond to
the appeal.
The letters proclaim the man -letters full of thought, ot
keen but kindly criticism, and enlivened here and there with
touches of quaint humour; but, voluminous and interesting as
they are, I must restrict my selection to the narrowest liniits.
402
HOLMAN HINT
-'03
lltTc lire a tew c-xiracls iVdm IcUcrs (luring hjs lirst visit to
the I'^ast in !S54.
W'riliiiL;- from Cairo in March of that year, he says : — " The
-llu' (Idiikey ;mil
'I'llC (litVll lllllf^
Uiri' ill llif llriKik
streiiKtli- A linal
311": rcsidenct'
'TIIK PAkAlil.K OK TIIK SOWKR
Fy ficniiission o/ J. S. I 'iifiu niiii Co.
country is very rich and attractive, but I am inclined to
mislike it on that account, for I have no patience with the
Fates when they tempt me to become a paysagistc. The
Pyramids in themselves are extremely ugly blocks, arranged
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
with imposinti;' but unpicturesque taste. Being so close at
hand, it is difficult to refuse making a sketch of them. With
some effect and circumstance to satisfy the spectator's expec
tation and the charm of past history, it might be possible to
gather a degree of poetical atmosphere to repay the patience
one would expend ; but I would rather give the time other-
wise. Their only association that 1 value is that Joseph,
Moses, and Jesus must have looked upon them. There are
palm trees which attract my passing admiration. Without
these, in places, one might as well sketch in Hackney Marsh.
... I find a good deal of difficulty in living in quiet here,
for there are four or five other Englishmen in the hotel, some
of them very pleasant fellows ; but I want solitude for my
work, and it is impossible to feel seciuded enough even when
is away. When he is present, serious devotion to
thought is often shattered with intolerable and exasperating
practical jokes, and by his own unbounded risibility at the
same. ... I hear no news here but what hoarse-throated
donkeys shout. These loquacious brutes are the only steeds
one can get here without purchasing a horse, so I do not
enjoy the luxury of following the hounds as you do. Ap-
pended you see an example of the ordinary load an ass has
to carry in this country. They are themselves veritably one
of the burdens of Cairo. One is never free for a second
from their wanton braying. When you are talking with a
friend in the street, or in the bazaar making a bargain, you
are moved to excusable exasperation fifty times in an hour by
the spasmodic irumpeting ot some donkey who lifts up his
voice close to the small of your back, or in front of you. In
face of our hotel there are several animals tied up under the
trees — fastened by the horns and legs. In a particular pen
there is a small menage of a domestic character, but unfortu-
nately it is net a happy family, the poor buffalo-cow of the
party being evidently exhausted with listening to her near
neighbour the jackass. The cow's original disposition is of
the utmost and most admirable patience, but even vaccine
nature has its limits, and our cow, solt-eved and beautiful as
she is, cannot refrain from remonstrating when her neigh-
bour's refrain has been too frequent and (apparently) too
personal. You should have seen her the other morning.
She had patiently listened to his complete discourse some
fifty times ; but when he cleared his throat to give out the
text once more, she waived her politeness so far a • to indicate
HOLMAN HUNT
405
that she had heard all that l)efore. The donkey on his part,
hovvev^er. persisted. He evidently thoui^ht such an excellent
homily could not be heard too often. Buffalo turned to retire,
evidently with a different conviction, but her tether checked
her retreat. She was infuriated at this discovery, and turned
round upon the brayinij' beast with her hutting- head, as if
she would make him swallow
his words once for all. But
here the trial came. She could
not reach him, and so he could
not be turned from his purpose.
After a moment's pause he took
up his broken argument again,
and in a posture better suited
to the new position of the re-
fractory member of his audi-
ence, until at last he wound up,
triumphantly glorying in her
defeat and complete resigna-
tion. I feel ofttimes like that
poor cow, and cherish an un-
disLTuised hatred of the whole
Skitch kok "TiiK I'arahi.e ok rm-: (Ickid
Samahiian." 1S57
bravintr race.'
'' ferusalem, Scpienibiv ^tk, 1854. — It is evident that it
will be impossible to get my present picture done for next
year. I go every Friday and Saturda\" and on feast d ys or
days of humiliation to the synagogue, to see the Jews
worship. I also take every opportunity to get introduced to
them in their homes. They are polite, and I can study their
characteristic gestures and aspects ; but for special attendance
at my house I can scarcely get theni at all. When by the
exercise of great interest one is brought, he looks about like
a scared bird, and if iie sees any piece of carpentry — -a window
sash, or a border of a panel -that looks in his suspicious eyes
like a cross, away he flies, never to come back any more. My
landlord, a converted Jew, who has journeymen-tailors under
him, has brought me one or two. but even these get advised
not to repeat their sittings, and thus my subject-picture is in
the most unsatisfactory, higgledy-piggledy state, with many
disjointed bits begun antl not completed. The Rabbis keep
up the bitterness by excommunicating all who come to my
house, for they suspect me to be a missionary in disguise. . .
" You could not conceive the possibility of men being so
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
fanatical and rancorous as the Fellahs and Arabs of this
place. The tame men in the city are in a degree polite to
Europeans (with what degree of sincerity I don't know), but
i
'i
"THK PARAIiLK OF THK C.OOI) SAMARITAN '
• , • By furiiiissioii of J, S. I'irtu^' and Co.
out of the gates, away from the shadow of our firm English
Consul, no Hriton would be safe, but for the probability that
his coat has a good pistol or two in the pockets which he is
ready to use. With the chance of escaping detection, they
would shoot anyone for the spoil they might get."
'TIIK KVIL ONK SOWlNd TARi:^'
liy fitiiiiLsio't ,>/ Mr. E, M. Dtniiy
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He had proof cnou^li of this at the Ikook Kcrith, to <^v.t
to which he had to descend a steep cliff 500 feet hii^h : —
•'When I was sketching, a shepherd, with a l)oy of fifteen
• THK PAKAlil.K OF THK I'RODICAI. ^;().\ '
/y />ir;///.ssii'ii (•/ /. S. Vi>/iif niiii Co,
and three or four others a year or two yoLinoer, came and sat
down ijeside me. 1 o show them I intended to have my own
way, I told the man to sit further away on one side and the
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JOHN EVERKTT MILLAIS
bov on the other. I could not order them avvav altoi^ether.
a;"' thev ••reeted me civillv on first arrivincf, but it was difficult
to attend to my vvorU. for they re(|uired looking- after. I had
laid aside my pistol-case on account of the heat, and in two
minutes the man had i^ot hold of it and wiis unfastenini^' the
button. I clutched it away, and cautioned him that if he
touched anvthin'j' of mine a<>ain I would send them all awav,
at the same time bucklin!>; the weapon round mv waist.
Then, turning" my head, I found the younger gentleman with
his hand in my pocket, upon which I reached out, bo.ved his
ears, and pushed him aside, and standing- up ordered them
all awav. This brouLiht on a hubl)ub. Seeing that I was
determined in my course, the man said they were Aral)
fellaheen, who would not be ])ut off. Would I give them
.some English gimpowder ? No ; I would give nothing.
' Verv well,' he said. ' I will brino- down all the fellaheen to
kill you.' Meanwhile my friend Dr. Sim was lying asleep in
a cave at some distance, and on looking towards him I saw
another young Arab, who had crawled into the cave, engaged
at the opening in examining the articles in his hand with the
closest jiossible interest ; so I called out lustily enough to
wake Sim, and at this point the Arab boy bolted with Sim's
boots. Tliev all went awav then, threatenino- dreadful thinns,
and I s(;t to work again to make up for lost time. In a few
minutes 1 heard a furious altercation. . . , Sim was standing
high on a rock, while the man was crouching down aiming at
him over a ledge ; but as my companion stood unmoved with
his gun under his arm while the Arab was dreadfully excited,
I was not alarmed. It appears that the fellow had ap-
proached him on his descent, demanding powder, that Sim
had called him majnoon (matlman) and ordered him off At
last, Sim closing upon his adversary with his gun cocked, the
latter moved off t(> safer quarters."
The following letter relates to Hunt's third journey to the
East :—
" JKRUSAI.t^[,
"October 12///, iSji.
" Mv DKAR Mii.i.Ais,— I was very glad to get yours oi
August 20th, which came here about three weeks since.
I should have written since mv last, notwithstanding tl :;Lt
I had had no answer to mine, but I was excessively occupy 'I.
HOLMAN HUNT
411
and always thinkiiiL;- th:it in another few weeks I shoiikl 1
on my road home to I^n^Iand.
" I was truly sorry to hear of your father's death. . .
)e
"THE PAKAIU.K OK THK UXJUSl' JUlJOK'
By ficniiissioii of J. S. Viituc and Co.
He was a o'ood old fellow, and associated in my mind
with all manner of kind and pleasant hospitality, and true,
^i^eneroLis friendship, and I had hoped to spend many other
412
JOHN i<:vi:ri:tt millais
|)l(;as;int hours with the dear old boy — for h(; was alw.i\s
a l)o\, and ah the htittcr for this. Well, our next cliat
must be in the I'dysian I'ields, wh(;re we shall iiave lots of
thiuLjs to talk about, and where (however soon it ma\ b'.) lie
will enact the j)art of old stai^cir, as he did when I first knew
him in (iower Strcn-l I And what a lot of old chums there will
be whom, wht^n I left I'Jii^iand last, I counted upon smokiiiL;
man)' mundaiK; pipes with a^^ain - Fiallid.ax', Mariineaii,
l*hillii)s. my i^ood brother-in-law deorLje, an old chum aiul
fellow-traveller of oltl here, P)eaumont, as well as the boring,
<4"o()d-natur';d - , 'I"he\' will co.ich us as to the course
we are to take there, and tell ms where to fmd ])eople we
want to see and know (when it may be allowed to such
ncw-cijmers to be admitted to their society), .md whether and
where our own most sacred < les max be overtaken.
" Life here wants sonu^tliiuL;" to make it bearable. 1 laxiii^
no :':ort of coiuiter-interest, m\ work becomes the most
frightful anxiety to me, and sometimes I am sure I have
lost a great deal oi labour from nursing all manner of fears
alout it. When a notion once gets into mv head it goes
on worrving me until 1 see evervthing bv its light, and I
am tempted to change back again. When I began my work
I had very ambitious hopes about it, but (like Browning's
man, who in infancy cried for the moon, and in old age was
grateful for the crutch o,\ which he hobbled out of the world)
1 should be glad now to fmd it onlv done in an\' wav. I'here
are peculiar difficulties in the sul)ject I have devoted my time
to — such serious ones that, had I only foreseen them, I would
have left the subject to some future painter; but I tried toj
console myself by thinking that other pictures I have in my
mind to follow will '>o more; easilv and be a great deal better.
" I am like vou in loving mv Art verv intenseh, now,
the more it seems that I am denied all other lo\e ; but i
am reminded of the remark of a little child, who, talking]
about love to her mother, said it pained so. I\Iy lox'e ior
Art pains me — it hurts me sleeping and waking: there isi
no rest from it — and 1, getting old in desponding service, Iccli
(quoting Browning again) like
'Only the I'age that carols unseen,
Crumbling your hounds their messes.'
"If 1 had my life ovei- agam (which ofttimes 1 sh<'ii!d
crave God for some reaso';s to spare me) I might (if 1' i'"^'
'lte>^
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could l)(i ki:\.i from liiiuU-riiii^), out ot" the raw maU-rials I
started in\' daws with, make a satistactorv painter; hut this
life i-. niad(r so that wisiloin and riches come too late. The
prizes that l)o\h()od sii;lis lor come when toys are no Inni^ci
ill request; those which youth covets are withheld till youth
is Hown ; and so on to the i^rave. One must continue onc;'s
journey minus the means and weapons which carelessness
or over-conlidence rejected at one's place ot" oi'lui — the tale
of the foolish virj^ins ai^ain. who, in .n'oiuL,^ back, came at
last too late. One must <>o on now, trustnv'- that the oil
will last to the journey's end, though the lamp may not he
so brilliant as it should be. The one fact that continuallv
perplexes me is how the confidence of ycnith carried me
throLii^h dit'ficulties that now (|uite brinir inc to a standstill.
I had no fear then of the distant ro\altv of m\' mistr(;ss,
but bit by bit I have learnt the width of the L^ap between
us ; and the verv sense of her '»reatness paralvses mv hand
in attemptin,!4' the simplest service. It is very im|)rudent
to confess all this, for the world will never believe in any-
one who does not have unbounded confidence in himself,
and will, on the contrary, accept any humbug' who declares
himself infallible ; but vou are not the looi Id, but an old
fellow-servant, who knows too well what sincere service is
to be i)rejudiced as^ainst my work because 1 confess the
trouble it '^ives me. I marvel at men who, like X — ,
never .sec . '"ault in anythin*,^ they do, and rej^ard with scorn
any who venaire to sunsj^cst an improvement. I^'or the time
the) an-' enviable, yet I believe there is a degree of self-
satisfaction which limits a man's powers woefully. . . .
"1 am sorry for William's loss of his child. (li\'(; my
love to him as well as to all vour familv, and tell Mar\' 1
shall come and try her at her Catechism soon.
" \'(jurs ever,
"W. M 01. MAX HrxT."
It will be seen Irom these letters h(;w interesting" was
Hunt's life in tlie Holy Land, and how preonant with thought
are the graver incidents to which he calls attention. .Some
day, perha{)s, he may !:)e tempted to give to the world a full
record of his life and i|,dventures, which — ^judging from the
vast mass of corres()ondence it has been my privilege to read
— could not fail to hnd acceptance with the public.
4i6
lOHN I'VKKK'rr \1ILL\IS
()iitsi(lc n\' our own tainily he was my laihcr's sole con
tidaiii ; iiotliiii"' was liiddcii from liim. aiul his letter to in\
hroilier I'.verett. in Auj^ust, 1S96, e.\j)rt'sses oiiK
all know lo l)e the; inmost sentiments of the writer
w
hat
kef
er
rin,n to m\ fat'.ier's death, he says : — " After lift) -two years of
imhroUen friendship the earth!) hond has separated. \( u
o-enerations with tresh strn''!>les to en-'am' in ever ad\aiu'e
and sweep away man) of the memories of indivithial live
even when these have been the most eminent.
It won 111
he a real loss to the world if )()iir father's manly straiLjhi
forwardness and his fearless sense of honour should ever
(•(•asr
to
rcMiKMiiherec
'II
lere
are men who nexcr
challenLiC" criticism, hecause th(t)' have no sense; of individual
iiidejKiulence. M)' old friend was different, and he justified
all his courses bv lovaltv and consistencv as well as courage
the coin'aLi'e of a trut; conscience. As a painter of suhile
perfection, while his works last they will prove the supreme
character of his i^enius, antl this will show more; conspicuously
when the men; superficial tricksti;rs in Art have falk n to their
proper le\el."
CHAPTHR XII.
1S65-1880
'Hircc historit: ^athcriiiKS— 'I'll*' parties at Stiaubnry Hilt — Miilais' |)iMNitnal
fiioiuls — I.fltrrs from 1 )'l\|)iiii.', I.iulcr llaniay, and Jaii van llccrs — Mrs.
Jopling — Rowe's I'jcollcc'tions (if Millais O'Niil, painter and poet -Kreil
Walker -I'ntfessor Owen Robert iirouninj; Urouning on the art of poetry
— Visit to Maroehetti.
ADr"SlJLTORV chapter this a thint;' of shrctls and
patches needful, however, as an introduction to in-
timate friends of Millais not yet noticed in these pa^es, and
interesting- perhaps as a reminder of some historic events in
the lives of others with whom duriny this period he came
into contact.
Three historic Leatherings my motlier was wont to describe
as making a j^reat impression on her mind. The first at
which she and my father were present was at Staffc^rd
House, where the late Duke of Sutherland ^ave a j^rantl hall
in honour of General Garibaldi, who was then on a visit
to this country. The j^reat soldier, wearin*;- as in Italy the
red shirt ever since associated with his name, entered the
ball-room with the Duchess of Sutherland on his arm, and
was greeted by all present with the homage due to Royalty
as he passed down the room, stopping here and there for
a moment's talk with some of the guests. Very striking was
the expression of his face, at once so earnest and so genial ;
and still more conspicuous was the contrast between his
simple dress and the gorgeous array of all the rest of the
company.
Some time after that came the reception given at the
Foreign Off]>^'^ to the grandfather of the present Czar of
Russia, whom my mother described as a very sad and
dignified-looking man. They had the honour of being pre-
sented to him, and soon after his return to Russia, for which
he set out on the following day, the cause of his sadness was
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JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
I
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only too j)ainfully manifested. At a dinner party at Mr.
Cyril Flower's (now Lord Battersea), at which they were
present, a telei^ram from Miss Corrie was handed to one of the
guests, Lord Rowton, announcing an attack on the life of the
Czar, whose escape uninjured was little short of miraculous.
The would-be assassin had placed an infernal machine under
the floor of the Imperial dining-room, timed to blow u[)
immediately after the entrance of the Czar and his suite, which
always took place at the same hour. It happened, however,
-KKTCHKS I'OK "THK PKINCK CARRYING THK PRINCESS UP THE HILL"
that Prince Alexander of Bulo^aria being late for dinner on
this particular evening, the Imperial party waited a quarter
of an hour for him, ;.nd during this time the bomb ex-
ploded, making a complete wreck of the dining-room, but
happily doing no further injury. It was a doomed life,
however, that he carried, and he knew it. A year later the
assassins returned to their ghastly work, and, sad lo say,
succeeded.
The third occasion to which my mother referred was the
State ball given in honour of the Shah of Persia. The
Shah, as is well known, has a grand collection of jewels,
including some of the finest the world has ever seen; I'titj
even he must have been astonished by the wondrous display
of diamonds that met his eyes that night. About 800 tiarasj
were worn by the ladies present, who were, perhaps, not
THE HILL'
"THK MINIKI'.' 1866
By pcrmiiiiOH 01 H, C7ra7'is iiiti Son
COUNTKSS OF WALDEGRAVE
421
altoi^etlic'r uinvillini^- to show him what old Fn^land could
do in that way.
Strawberry Hill, Twickenham,* was one of the most
interesting- places at which, durini;; the seventies, my father
and mother were privileged quests, and many were the
pleasant days they spent there. It was then the seat of
Frances, Countess of Walde<;rave, a woman of sini^ular
heautv and <'reat natural talent, and as the dauiihter of
Braham, the famous singer, very proud of her Jewish
descent. She would say of Lord Heaconsfield, who was a
constant visitor, " We are both children of Abraham, and
he will do anything for me."
Amongst the manv Art treasures there was the famous
picture by Sir Joshua Reynolds of the three Ladies \\ aide-
grave ; and the Countess, who was devoted to Art, added
largely to the collection. She had a long gallery built, which
she filled with life-size portraits of her most distinguished
friends.
Hers was an eventful life. She was little more than
sixteen when she married the Earl of Waldegrave, and on
his death she took for her second husband his half-brother.
Mr. W^aldegrave, who had the misfortune to be arrested
i)y mistake for a murderer. He was consigned to the Fleet
])rison, where his wife accompanied him ; but almost imme-
diately afterwards the real murderer was discovered, and
he was set at liberty. On his dea^h she married the Right
Hon. George Vernon Harcourt, and after manv vears of
wedlock, he too left her a widow. Another suitor then
appeared in the person of the Right Hon. Chichester
Fortescue (Lord Carlingford), whom she ultimately accepted
as her fourth husband.
Her Saturday-to-Monday parties were proverbially enjoy-
able. Rank and talent met and mingled there on equal
terms of amity and good fellow shij). Whoever might or
might not be there, there would certainly be no dulness in
diat delightful hous>: — none of that horrid boredom that
Society is apparently so fond of inflicting upon itself.
For mere rank and fashion, however, Millais cared but
little. Talent and geniality of temperament were the "open
* Stniwbcrry }^ill, one "f tlie most beautiful estates in the vicinity of I.ondon,
Mas for many years the residence of Horace Walpolc of historic fan.e. On the
^ ' -^-^v
A Cat. Ciii . 1860
tloor" to his friendship, and that he found these qualities
in abundance amon'j- his personal friends mav be seen from
the followintr names of some with whom durin*'' the neriod
covered by this chapter lie was more or less intimately
associated.
Omittino- the vast majority of his brother artists- for the
mutual affection that prevailed between him and them will
be seen later on — 1 note amongst eminent literary men
W'hyte Melville, William Hlack. Georoe Mered'^h. Gilbert,
Pinero, Tom Ta) ior. Charles
• ''/^' Reade. W'ilkie Collins, Mark
Twain (Samuel Clemens), Bret
Harte, 1 )u Maurier, Archdeacon
Farrar, Hamilton Aide, Rhoda
Broughton, Henry James. John
Forster, Matthew Arnold, and
Robert Brovvnino'.
Amongst the scientific men
his princi{)al friends were Sir
Henry Thompson, Sir James Pa^et, Professor Blackie, and
Sir Richard Owen.
Politicians and diplomats included Lord Dufferin, Glad-
stone, Lord Salisbury, Lord Rosebery, Lord James, Sii-
William Harcourt, and Sir Clare Ford.
Army and Navy — -Viscount Wolseley, Sir George TNcires,
and Captain Shaw.
Musicians — Madame Albani, Sainton Dolby, Madame
Xorman Neruda, Henry Leslie, Blumenthal, Frederic Clay.
Arthur Sullivan, Corney Grain, He schel, Duvernoy.
I'^ssipoff, Papini, and (last but not least) John Ella, from
whom there is a pile of interesting correspondence which
of itself would fill one of these volumes.
Actors — Sir Henry Irving, Johnston, and Norman Forbes
Robertson, Wallack. Joseph Jefferson, the Bancrofts, John
Hare, and Arthur Cecil (Arthur Blunt).
Of his intimate friends more particular notice will br
found in the course of this work ; but none, I may say, wen-
more beloved by him than Sir John and Lady Constancy
Leslie, and Mr. and Mrs. Perugini.
Nor must I pass over here the distinguished .Spanish
artist Fortuny, for whom Millais had a great regard. Th('\
met in Par's in 1867, and during his subsequent visits lo
England Fortuny was always a welccjme guest at CromweH
HIS FRIENDS
423
Place. In Rome, where he finally settled, his most intimate
friend was D'Epine, the famous sculptor, whose pathetic
letter announcino- his death discloses at once the character
of both the sculptor and his friend.
From U Epind.
" Ro.MK,
" Sunday, Xovcinbcr 22)id, 1874.
" My dear Mili.ais, — I write quickly two words to tell
you that our poor friend and i>reat artist Fortuny is dead !
It is like a brother I have lost! Since twelve vears I used
to see him every day nearly.
" Last Sunday he was well. I passed all the day at his
studio, where he was showini^^ to me his lovely studies from
Portia, near Naples, where he spent all the summer ; and
to-day he is cold !
"I write with tears in my eyes! What a loss for Art,
for his friends, for his family, (or his country! It is a public
mournino. Send a word to Leii^hton to tell him this sad
news. I have not the courage to tell you more.
"He died (in five days!) from a peinnciosa fever he took,
workino- in his garden. His doctor saw nothing-, except
yesterday morninL>\ when only quinine was j^iven to him.
"Yesterday, at three, he shook hands with me. saying,
'My poor D'Epine, I feel I am lost ! ' He died two hours
after !
" Now is gone one of the most extraordinary artists of
this century — the chief of a new school, a good friend, a
man full of i'fe and hope.
'' I tear like a boy, writing these lines. I have been happy
enough to make his bust eighteen months ago! I send a
photograph of it to yt^u. You can send it to the Graphic
or Illustrated London N^eivs if you wish. I authorise them
to publish it if they think proper. It is, I think, the only^
portrait existing of hiin !
" Your friend.
"D'Epine."
Among Millais' distant friends were also Luder liarnay,
the fanKuis actor in German opera, and Jan van Bec^rs, the
celebrated French painter, from whom he received the follow-
ing letters. Barnay s missive being the irst English letter he
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JOHN EVERKTT MILLAIS
ever penned, it is not surprisinL;' to find in it some reminis-
cence of " Kiijrlish as she is spoke." The letter is dated
June 17th, 1 88 1 : —
From Hcrr Lndcj- Bai'imy.
" Dkar Friend and Grkat Artiste, -I have promised to
send our repertoire. '
June 23rd . . ' Jules Cesar.'
„ 25th . . ' VVolhlm Tell.'
M 27th . . ,, ,,
., 30th . . ' Jules Cesar.'
"This were the first words in r^n^'lish lan_<>uat^e which I
read. I hope that the (iod of I'^ni^land you heli)e to under-
stand it. " Believe me,
" Dear friend,
" Your sincereli,
" LuDER Barnav."
From M. Jan van Beers.
*' 10, Rue Delarociie, Passv, Paris.
" MoN CHER Maitre, — Je n'ai pas perdu pour attendre!
The engraving is very fine and artistic, and the dMicace is
so kind and nice that I feel quite proud and happy to have
that sweet souvenir of you. There are plenty of painters,
but great poets in painting are extremely rare, and I consider
you as the great poet-painter of our time.
"So you see ivhy I am so happy with that engraving of
that Shakespearian picture, which tells the same tale as
Hamlet's famous scene of the graveyard.
" When you come to Paris I shall be delighted to expect
you in my new house, which will only be entirely finished
in Novemuer. I hear with great pleasure your health is
much better now.
" With many thanks and best wishes for your happiness,
believe me, " Respectfully yours,
"Jan van Beers.
" I shall send you the little smiling lady ; but as I have
only one small proof (I promised to Mr. Aird, our frientl,
not to have the picture reproduced) I shall have it copied
for you."
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Aiul now to friends ,it home who yet remain to he intro-
duced. Amont^st them was a younj^^ artist named Joplin<^^ a
m.'ii of considerable talent, whose proi^ress in his profession
vva hindered onl-,' by his habitual /aisscz-falir and an in-
iTcii late love of amusement. I'': was extremeK <>o()d-
lui red, "ul blessed vith a sunn)' temperament that infected
il' vith vvhom he came iito contact. It was not lonj4-.
therefore, after the"- first meeting" in 1S54 that Millais and
he became firm friend;:, and when, in i860 and iSOr, they
were both livini; in London, they saw a i^ood deal of (.'ach
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other. Anxious to encourage him in his work. Millais com-
mended him to his friends, and frequently iT^ot commissions-
for him; but "Joe" (as he was always called) had other
demands upon his time, and in his happy, careless way he
attended to them rather than to the real business of his life.
He was a first-rate rifle shot, a member of the luiglish
cioht, and at Wimbledon in 1861 he won the Queen's Prize
as the best marksman of the vear. It was his success in
this direction that Millais refers to in the following letter: —
To Ml'. Joseph J op ling.
" HOWKRSWELL, P]:rtii,
''July \2t/i, Iain.
"Do you ^c't a cup from the Oueen. and ^260? What
a handsome centre piece for Mrs. J. to smile upon during the
matrimonial dinner parties! Now you must i^et married to
an heiress. Poii I lose time.
" lu'cr vours sincerelv,
"J. i:. Mii.i.Ais.
"Oon't forget Chapman and Hall in yom- j)rosperit\'. I
rememl)er your hitting' 'Aunt Sally' three times running- at
Mike's [Michael Halliday's | lon^' ranije.
" (i'ostscript by Mrs. Millais.) IJest cono^ratulations. If
you come North we shall he \'er\' ^lad to see nou. N'oiirs
truly. K. M."
In 1S73 Joseph Joplin^- married the lady whose work
and person;i!ity are now so well known in the Art world
of London. ]\Iillais saw her for the first time in November
of that year, and wrote at once from St. Mary's Tower :
" Dkar [ok, — 1 thouLi'ht when I left vou you were a ' Li'one
coon.' I think she is very charmin<>-, and some people will
say, a i^reat deal too ^ood for you. ..."
For many years after that Mr. and Mrs. Joplin^ werr
•constant visitors at Cromwell Place and Palace Gate, and
many were the pleasant evenings we had when Joe and his
clever wife dined with us en faniillc.
In 1S74 came another letter to JopHng, invitini^' him to
vScotland, where Millais was then painting- "Over the Hills
and F'ar Away."
To the same.
"Ericmokk, Birnam, Perthshire,
" Scpteiiibet; i .S74.
" Dear Joe,— I am working- now so hard that I am never
at home. My place of work is four miles away, and I am
working at other things outside. All the children, except
(jeorge, have gone South ; but we have still plenty <'!
young people here, as my brother is with us. and his wife
three children, and servants, Mr. and Mrs. Gray, etc., eti
George, who is here, caught a beautiful clean salmon yeste-
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(lay, (jf 20I lbs. Ik: is jjfoini^ to prepare for Cambridj^e, and
.liter that the liar.
" It has been verv hard for me to vv((rU, with evcrvoiie
about me idle, but now I must buckle to In earnest.
" Mv wift: manaiies all arrangements of visitors, so she
aj)pi:nds directions. We have had Sir \V. Ilarcourt and
James here, and I dinetl at Lord J. Manners', and met
Disraeli, who is charming'. IMent)' of i^ame here, and a j^ood
billiard-table, which we scjuabble over. (iiv(! my rei^ards
to your wife, and kind remembrancers to Sir C. and Lady
Lindsav, whom I would come over and see if it wasn't such
a tiresome journey.
" Yours very sincerely.
' "J. I<:. MlLI.AIS."
In 1879 Millais [)ainted a portrait of Mrs. Joplinj^ - one
of the linest that ever came from his brush. It was most,
favourablv noticed in the Press, and to that circumstance
may perhaps be attributed the following- letter to the artist
from a stranger — one Mr. Geori^e R. : — ''Sir, — May I
trouble YOU to tell me if you could undertake to i)aint two
likenesses from the enclosed photoi^raphs ? I should like
them done in oil-paint, on copper, if you recommend that
style. I have some others done in that way, I should be
olad to know )our charj^'e for the same. The portraits would
have to be painted entirely from the photoj^raphs, as it
would not be convenient for us otherwise, and I may also
state that having a large family to bring U{), I hope the
expense will not be very great."
What Milkiis thought of this may be gathered from his
letter to Mr. Jopling, who, it must be added, was at that
time laid up with an ailment affecting his legs.
To Mr. Jopling.
" 2, PalxVck Gate, Ki':nsinc;to\.
"////f 22//f/, kScSo.
" Dkar Joe,- I have just recommended your wife, in
answer to the enclosed [the letter froni Mr. George R. |,
so if you hear from the writer you will understand. What
maniacs there are in the world !
" I hope, old boy, you will be soon about again. I shall be
vvorkino- on here for some time yet. Got vour letter last
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iiij^lu. Mild already read poftry in ll'orA/ | sonic lines mm
Mrs. J<)plin;4's portrait, cniillcd 'A Portrait l)y Millais'|, and
did not (jiiiK; iMulcrstaiui. I.uiu;ii is annouiux-d, so I must
'f^n. This only lo siiow that I am not insensible to Noiir
poor le^^s.
'' Yours sincerely,
"J. !•:. Mii,i,.\is."
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In the followin};" year Mr. Joplinj^'s health unfortunately
gave way so tar as to incapacitate him from serious work as
an artist. Some li_L;hter occupation must therefore he found
for him, and mainly through Millais' instrumentalil\ this was
secured in the Fine Arts Society. As soon as Joplini^' had
obtained the post he organised a small exhibition of Millais'
paintings, which was held in the Bond .Street rooms in iSSi.
In connection with this Millais wrote:—
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To Mr. Jop/iuq:
" 2. Palack Gatk, Kknsingtux,
** March 4t/i, iSSi.
" Di:ar Jok, I have a great objection to the introduction
•of other works of mine into the exhibition, unless it is
positively necessary. I will write to Mr. Graham m\self.
rather than ' The Vale of Rest ' should leave ; and ' New-
laid Hggs ' must not be put into the Gallery. Time enough
if another set of my works be shown. I cannot say when I
can begin Tennyson | a portrait of Tennyson that he was
commissioned to paint], I am so fully occupied. I cannot
scam}) work, and unless I can do justice to the subject, I am
not going to undertake anything new. The public would be
the first to cry out against me.
" Lord Heaconsfield comes on Tuesday and Wednesday,
and I have promised Sir H. Thompson to begin without loss
of time. I don't want to hear what old X says or thinks
•of my work. He has got up one unsuccessful Art Exhibition
after another, and I daresay is growling, albeit he has done
good service at ■
" Yours sincerely,
"J. E. Millais.
" I am very tired and want quiet."
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The following letters to Mrs. Joplini^- are characteristic.
In June, 1881, she lost her eldest son, Percy Ronier. and in
December, 1889, her husband was also taken from her.
To Mrs. J op ling.
" 2, Palack Gate, Kkxsixctox,
'\fii)ie -)t/i, i88r.
" Dear Mrs. Jopling, — Sophy tells me you would like a
line from me. What to sav, more than that vou have been
in my thoughts .-*
" When George [Millais' second son | died, I felt grateful
for my work. Get you as soon as possible to your easel, as
the surest means not to forget, but to occupy your mind
wholesomely and even happil)'.
" Yours affectionatelv,
" John Millais."
Another artist who was frequent!) at Cornwall Place was
Henry O'Neil, r.a., an intimate friend of both Millais and
Phillip, and a painter of pictures that seldom failed to catch
the fancy of the public. He was a martyr to gout and some-
what choleric, but withal a most kind-hearted man. A
philanthropist, too, in his way — one of the Old Club type —
and not without some pretension as a poet. Indeed, much
of his leisure time must have been spent in the writing of
verses; for he was constantly sending them to Millais or his
wife with a quaint little note, such as this : - "' I send you my
latest son-^ — I hope not the worst. I get yearly the first
primrose from a maiden aged seventy, whom for thirty years
I have reverenced on account of her filial duty. Don't be
angry with me for not calling. I have not put a shoe on for
months." This note is dated March, 1876, and the tender
sentiment of the song enclosed in It strongly appeals to me
for admission. But I must limit myself to but two specimens
of O'N ell's muse.
In quite another vein is the following " Reflection," with
which he writes : — " I have had another note from P'roude
anent Mary Stuart's last words. He thinks I have not made
her defiant. I never yet heard of defiance on the bed of
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434
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
death. In the picture I am paiiitiiiL; of JMary at Loch Leven.
there shall be no want of defiance."
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A REFLECTION.
"In Youth, I wandered over VVestbourne J'lain,
And fed my eye on buttercups and daisies.
Ill Age, I wander on the path again :
Daisies and Ijuttercups are gone to blazes,
And, in their stead, I see a beastly lot
Of stucco villas built upon the spot.
" Thus marches ' Progress ' — ever to destroy
(i'Vom what is called 'Necessity') all things
That from their very nature gave us joy.
And the said cursed ' Progress ' never brings
The pleasure which, once felt, can come no more.
'Tis easy to destroy. But — howrestoie?"
O'Neil was fond of cards, in which Millais occasionally
joined him at the Garrick Club. He refers to this in an
amusing squib on sprats, from which I subjoin a few stanzas.
SPRATS.
" A wealthy man prefers a Severn Salmon ;
The poor man is content with humble Sprats.
To one, aught but Champagne is simply gammon ;
The other is content with Barclay's vats.
Except that one is cheap and t'other dear,
What special virtue has Champagne o'er Beer?
" In my young days two guineas I have spent
On models — to produce a priceless gem.
To gilder's hands another guinea went.
I looked to connoisseurs for gain. Drat them !
For when I 'd done the utmost I could do,
I sold my priceless gem for two pounds two.
" That, as the Proverb says, may be as bad
As baiting herring just to catch a sprat ;
But in the process there was nothing bad :
I lost a guinea, and don't care for that.
Making a fortune has not been my forte.
And men must pay a trifle for their sport.
*' Poor I have been, and poor shall ever be,
Whilst Millais plays with me at 'Fifteen two.'
Champagne and Hock have little charm for me,
Nor Bass, nor Barclay can my stomach woo ;
So I rely on I.eotia's whiskey dairies,
And tone their potence by ApoUinaris.
PROFESSOR OWEN
435
:h L(
"St. I'etcr was .i fisherman, 'tis said,
And no doubt fond of fish : but yet llie Sprat
Judiva's lakes tried not, nor Sea called ' Dead."
1 think there 's somethinii; to be made of that :
For when 1 'm dead, with I'eter I '11 be even.
And, with a Sprat for fee, sneak into Heaven."
Dccasioiially
this in an
"ew stanzas.
Fred Walker, the famous artist (now, alas, no mf)re), was
also a most intimate friend of Millais, and beloved by all the
family ; as well he miLrht be, for he was the verv soul of
goodness and human sympathy. Unhappily for himself, he
was so sensitive that an adverse word from the critics would
crush him to the ground. In my father's estimation he was
the finest water-colour painter of the century, a genius of
the highest order, intensely alive to the poetry of Nature,
and supreme in his power of expressing it ; and now that
he is gone the whole world seems disposed to share this
sentiment. His favourite amusement was fishing, and
during the seventies, when he was a frequent visitor at
Perth, this was his great delight. It was at Stobhall that,
under my father's guidance, he first be '•'e acquainted
with the salmon ; and a bad time he had or it upon one
occasion. While fishing off a rock, he got hold of a real
l)ig one, and was so wildly excited that he fell head over
ears into the water, and would probably have been drowned
but for a timely rescue. My aunt, Mrs. Stibbard, has a
delightful drawing by him, illustrating "The Temptation of
St. Anthonv Walker."
Agciin, when deep-dea fishing at St. Andrews, he had a
narrow escape from drowning. He was in a boat with
Millais and his family, and about two miles from the shore,
when a gale suddenly sprang up and drifted them towards
dangerous rocks. Having no sail, their only chance of
escape was to pull for their lives through these two miles
of raging sea ; and they did it, though the hard wcjrk took
the skin off poor Walker's hands, and he was quite ex-
hausted when they reached the harbour. Habitually nervous
as he was, on this occasion he never for a moment lost his
self-possession.
Then there was Owen, simplest of men and most learned
'»r comparative anatomists — "dear old Owen,"' as we used
to call him, and rightly so, for he was a friend of the whole
iamilv, and his kindness to the voun!>er members could
iia'rllv have been greater if thev had been his own children.
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JOHN hVERKTT MILLAIS
Many a time did he- take nn brothers and myself to the
bij4' museum in Bloomsbury, and discourse to us on subjects
that caui^ht our fancy, makini^' even dry old bones lixc
a^ain und(M" the spell of his marvellous revelations. In
his own house, too, at Richmond, he made us heartiK
wt^lcome whenever we chose to ^o. It was after one of
our visits there that this charminj^' letter of his was sent to
m\' mother :
From Professor Oiueii.
"SiiKEN Lodge, Rkifmom) Park, S.W'.,
''December 22iiii, 1S69.
"Dear Mrs. Mii.lais, To whom can one open one's heart
but to the voun'>' and g-uileless .■^ At least in mv den here,
where I study so many and such \arieties of natures,
affected by time and the battle of life. /\h ! it will come
(jLiite soon enough upon them, the dear lads !
" Well, I 'n: i^lad they felt that I wanted to make their
visit profitable. But they must be ;// in their ' Seven
Wonders' when they next put in an appearance.
" W^e ha\e had our share of weather damage, and
Caroline is now laid up with her cold ; but I must have
laid such a healthy layer of 'epithelial scales' on my bron-
chial tubes in Kg)"pt that I repelled the first attack of frost
speedily.
"With every good wish to INIillais and yourself and all
those about your Christmas hearth,
"I remain, always truly yours,
" Richard Owi.n."
And finally Browning, musician and poet- "the most
unpopular poet that ever was," as he describes himselt in
one of his letters, and yet a singer of so high a merit that
a special cult is now devoted to the study and dissemination
'A h.s w^HnS. It was early in 1862 — shortly after the death
of n'.s wife (rUizabeth Barrett Browning), who, like himsell.
wai a dlsiinguished ')oet — that Millais and he first canic
Mgether , iiud, as might be expected (>f two such congeniai
spirits, liieir accjt'nintance speedily ri[)ened into a firm and
la tir"> f.'iendship.
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MRS, IlKrcH. 1S72
I'y /■cri:iis of the like of him! If the
writer continues to feel and think as earnestly as now, and
lets the fc lins^' and thought take the words and music they
immediately sLii^t^est, just as if the experiment of expression
were bein*;' tried for the lirst time, not ne!:^l('CLino- meanwhile
the mechanical helps to this in the way of proper studies both
of Nature and Art, as well as the secret of the effectiveness
of whatever poetry c/ocs affect the said author (not repeating-
nor copying- those 'effects,' but finding out, I mean, ■zc/iy
they prove to be effects, and so learning how to beconie
similarly -iffective), I don't see why success might not be
hoped for ; and then it is success worth getting.
"There, my dear Mrs. Millais! Could one but help any-
body never so inhnitesimally ! I give true good wishes to the
author, in any case. - Very faithfully yours,
" Roi5ERT Browning."
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From the same.
"19, Warwick Crescent,
''May 10///, 1878.
"My bklovku MiLLAis, — You will be gladdened in the
kind heart of you to learn that Penn's picture has been bought
by Mr. Fielder- a perfect stranger to both of us. You
know what your share has been in his success, and it cannot
but do a world of gootl to a young fellow whose fault was
never that of beino; insensible to an ol)li'>ation.
" Ever affectionately yours,
" Robert Brown inc."
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Brovviiiii''', nct'dk'ss to sav. was always a welcome '•iicst al
Palace ( iat(!, and when the occasion called lor il no one
enjoved more than he anv l)il of nonsense that mi''lu arise;.
( )n(; evenini,^ after dinrcr the iL;iiests amused lh<:msel\cs l)\
lr\ ing who could in(;t the most words into a j^iven space with
some oKl stumps of jiens that Millais had cast asid'- as
us(.'less, when Urownini; produced the following as the re
suit of his effort : —
"I spraii!^ to tliu stirru|), and Joiis and he ;
I galloped, Dirck j,'all()|)L'd, \vc galloped all thirr.
' (lod-sprcd !' crii'd the gate; as the gate-holts undrew,
' S[)eed ! echoed the wall to us, galloping through.
Then the (///c,v //'/<■)
As into the midnight we gallo[)e(.l al»reast.
"Ror.iikr liuowMNo, y//;/(' 4///,
And here, I think, mav he litl\- introduced a p;
Mrs. joplino now Mrs. Joplini^-Rowe which, w
habitual kindness and cor ^deration, she lias sent
a contribution to this work, it is entitled—
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"RKCOId.lCCTIONS OF SIR JC)Hx\ MIid,.\lS.
"The first time I saw John I'^verett Millais was at one
of the ])rivate views of the old masters at lUirlin^ton House.
I was walkino" with a mutual friend. ' Here comes Millais,'
he said. You can imaj.(ine my excitement. I stared with
all my eyes. My friend said, ' Ciood show of old masters!'
'Old masters be bothered! I prefer looking at the younjn"
mistresses!' said Millais, with a humorous olance at me
as he walked off. My companion roared with laui^hter.
'There is only Johnny Millais who would dare to make a
remark like that ! '
" I remember his telling me an incident that hai)j)ened
to himself. Me was dining out, and, of course, sitting next
the hostess. On his right was a charming Society woman,
who evidently had not caught his name when he was intro-
duced to her, for she presently, during a pause, started the
usual subject of conversation in May the Academy. ' Isn't
Millais too dreadful this year .'^ ' And then, seeing the
agonised contortions on her hostess's countenance, she said,
' Oh, do tell me what I 've done. Look at Mrs. 's face !
I must have said or done something terrible.' 'Well,'
laughed Millais, 'you really have, y»
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tell mc." ' lic'ttcr nerve voursclf to hear. Drink this <'lass
of sherrv first.' 'Yes, ves ; now what is it.-*' I'or answer
Millais said nothing', but, lookini; at her, pointed solemnly
to himself. When it dawned upon her who her neighbour
was, she was spared any confusion by Millais' hearty laughter
at her lual-a-propos speech.
" Millais was godfather to my boy, and Sir Coutts Lind-
say was the other one. We had registered the infant as
' Everett Millais Lindsay.' I was not present at the
christening', but when he and my husband came back to
the house, he said to me, ' Look here, Mrs. Joe, we have
called the boy ' Lindsay Millais.' It will be so much nicer
when he is in love, for his i^irl to call him Lindsay. Lindsay
is so much softer than luerett, don't you think so.-*' 1
only thouLjht it was like the modest delicacy of the man, who
hated, even in a trifle like this, to be prominently put before
anyone else.
" For many years he came every year to criticise the work
we were sendint;" in to the Academy, and no man in the
world has ever i>iven such frank, truthful, and kindlv
criticism. ' Yes, yes, very good ; but ' And the ' but '
was invaluable. Then it was, ' Haven't you got any more
work.'* I like to see lots, you know!'
" In the same way he accepted criticism on his own work
— frankly, heartily, and gratefully. ' Oh ! a fresh eye is the
thing. Now^ tell me, is there anything else you see ? '
"Ah, what a genius — what a man! And what delightful
moments were those spent on Sunday morning in his
studio, when he welcomed any artistic friend. After talking
pictures, he would always say, ' W^ell, what's the news?'
He loved to hear news of his friends ; and, unlike most
traffickers of news, he never said or thought an ill-natured
thing of any living soul. He always recognised the good
points of his friends as he would the beauties of Nature.
" When he made a joke one saw it coming in the humorous
twinkle his eye gave forth, as when he said to me when
he was painting my jjortrait. ' Ah, my godson ! I never
gave him a cup at his christening, so I '11 give him the
"mug" of his mother now.'
" He painted my portrait in the extraordinary short time
of five sittings. In his generous way he wished to divide
the credit. ' Ah, it takes a good sitter to make a good
portrait. If you had not sat so well, I shouldn't have made
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such a ,i;()od thing of it, but ' then h(:; would laui^h ' I
nearly killed you, you know ! ' For the five consecutive
days' standing had really knocked me up.
"The Princess of Wales said to him once, whilst looking
at several pictures in his studio. ' 1 wonder you can bear
to part with them, Mr. Millais.' * Oh, ma'am,' answered
Millais, ' when I finish a picture, 1 am just like a hen having
laid an ei^sf ; 1 crv. *' Come and take it awav ! come and
take it away!" And then I start upon another picture.'
" The Royal Family were most sympathetic to him in his
last illness. I remember coming away from seeing him one
day, after having had a one-sided conversation with him I
talking and he responding on the slate he had to use when
his voice failed him. A thought struck me that it seemed a
pity to erase the last sayingc of so rare a being. I was due
at a sale of work at the Royal School of Art Needlework,
and at Princess Christian's stall I looked about for an
appropriate note-book, which might in after days be held
precious to those (and there were man)) who loved John
Millais. On making my want known to the Princess, she
immediately said, ' Oh ! let me give it him. I should like to
so much!' 1 asked her to write htr name in it, which she
immediately did. and I took it back lo the dear patient.
" He was most true in his appreciation of other men's work,
and preferred that which was very highly finished. I think
he bought an example of Tito Contis simply for the reason of
its hioh finish. He was a great admirer of Mr. Marcus
Stone's work. I never once heard him disparage another
man's work. If he had nothing good to say about it, he said
nothing. He was always delighted to come across anyone
who had a love of Art. P^ven young children or rank out-
siders he would notice. After a visit from them, he would
say, ' Ah ! I noticed So-and-so had quite intelligent views
about Art. He must be fond of pictures.'
"His power of aptly illustrating his meaning was unsur-
passed. When I started my School of Art I consulted with Sir
John about it, and asked his opinion as to whether it would be
a good thing to teach by 'demonstration,' i.e., to paint a
head from the model in one sitting before the pupils. ' Why
of course,' said Millais, 'that is the best way. If I wanted
to teach a man how to play billiards. I wouldn't correct each
stroke he made ; I would take the cue myself and show him
how to hit the ball.' " L. Joplin(;-Rowe."
446
JOHN EVERETT MILLAIS
II, 4J
A little reminiscence of sport a ia Fraiifuisc may fitly
conclude this desultory chapter. In the early seventies
JMillais and h's wife were staying- with Baron Marochetti at
his place, the Chateau de V^aux, near Passy a hne old castle
in admirable preservation that recalled, as my mother used to
say, " r\)ur t^rey walls and four .^rey towers overlooking- a
space of tlowers." Knowing Millais' love of sport, the l^)aron
oot up a shooting;- ])arty for him, aided by his eldest son,
Maurice, now the Italian Ambassador to Russia.
Early in the morning the whole house was awakened with
the tootlin- of dogs ; and ureatlv
amused were the guests when, on going to the windows, thev
discovered the meaning of this excitement, it was all in
honour of " Brer Rabbit." Eerrets had already paid him a
visit, and now he was to be waited on by the owner of the
castle and his friends, who were at that moment assembled
in the courtyard, attired in gorgeous Lincoln-green coats,
high boots with tassels, slouch hats with feathers, and every
man of them with a huge curly horn slung on his back, to
.sav nothino" of a cartridge-belt and a <>un.
At the appointed tmie, when everyone was down and had
breakfasted, the party adjourned to the scene of action. Each
sj)ortsman was provided with a kitchen chair at the position
favorable, and there he sat and awaited his prey. Then
bang went the gun, and if successful the gunner proclaimed
the fact by a performance on his horn. Such is (or was)
"s[)ort," as translated into Erench. Vive la chasse!
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END OK VOL. I.
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