International Short Stories: American

But this painter! cried Walter Ludlow, with animation. He not only excels in his peculiar art, but possesses vast acquirements in all other learning and science. He talks Hebrew with Dr. Mather, and gives lectures in anatomy to Dr. Boylston. In a word, he will meet the best instructed man among us, on his own ground. Moreover, he is a polished gentleman—a citizen of the world—yes, a true cosmopolite; for he will speak like a native of each clime and country on the globe, except our own forests, whither he is now going. Nor is all this what I most admire in him.
Indeed! said Elinor, who had listened with a woman's interest to the description of such a man. Yet this is admirable enough.
Surely it is, replied her lover, but far less so than his natural gift of adapting himself to every variety of character, insomuch that all men—and all women too, Elinor—shall find a mirror of themselves in this wonderful painter. But the greatest wonder is yet to be told.
Nay, if he have more wonderful attributes than these, said Elinor, laughing, Boston is a perilous abode for the poor gentleman. Are you telling me of a painter, or a wizard?
In truth, answered he, that question might be asked much more seriously than you suppose. They say that he paints not merely a man's features, but his mind and heart. He catches the secret sentiments and passions, and throws them upon the canvas, like sunshine—or perhaps, in the portraits of dark-souled men, like a gleam of infernal fire. It is an awful gift, added Walter, lowering his voice from its tone of enthusiasm. I shall be almost afraid to sit to him.
Walter, are you in earnest? exclaimed Elinor.
For Heaven's sake, dearest Elinor, do not let him paint the look which you now wear, said her lover, smiling, though rather perplexed. There: it is passing away now, but when you spoke you seemed frightened to death, and very sad besides. What were you thinking of?
Nothing, nothing, answered Elinor, hastily. You paint my face with your own fantasies. Well, come for me to-morrow, and we will visit this wonderful artist.