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Title: Life of James McNeill Whistler,
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Pennell, Elizabeth Robins,
Subjects: American Art
Publisher: J. B. Lippincott company
Contributing Library: Whitney Museum of American Art, Frances Mulhall Achilles Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Metropolitan New York Library Council - METRO

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istlersdescriptions of the open-arcaded, winding staircase that lifts its tallstem far into the blue sky, or of the facades, yet unrestored, that speakof the power of the Venetian architect, can doubt that he who can soremember and describe has failed to admire. It is by reason of thestrength of this admiration and appreciation that he holds back inreverence, and exercises this reticence of the pencil, the needle, andthe brush. A number of people showed their belief in the pastels by buyingthem, and the exhibition was a success financially. The prices rangedfrom twenty to sixty guineas, the total receipts amounted to eighteenhundred pounds. Bacher quotes a letter written to him just after theshow opened signed Maud Whistler : The best of it is, all thepastels are selling. Four hundred pounds worth the first day; nowover a thousand pounds worth are sold. Before the show closed, at the end of January, Whistler wassummoned to Hastings. His mother had been there since her illness204 (1881
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PORTRAIT OF SIR HENRY COLE OIL (destroyed) From a photograph lent by Pickford R. Waller, Esq. (See page 144) Back in London of 1876-77, from which she never entirely recovered, though therewere intervals between the attacks when her family had no cause foranxiety. But her death was sudden. Those who refused to see inWhistler any other good quality could not deny his devotion to hismother ; those to whom he revealed the tenderness under the defiantmasque with which he faced the world knew what his love for hermeant to him. She had lived with him whenever it was possible.His visits and letters to Hastings had been frequent. He never forgother birthday. He told her of all his success, all his hopes, and madeas light as he could of his debts and disappointments. But in themiserable week before the funeral at Hastings he was full of remorse ;he should have been kinder and more considerate, he said ; he had notwritten often enough from Venice. Dr. Whistler was with him partof the time, and

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