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“Why, look at the shelves full of still life objects you have here! You
can arrange some extremely interesting and colorful groups, but do you? You
do not! Moreover when some ambitious student does attempt «a still life
study outside of the regular class groups, you chime in with such helpful
remarks as ‘Gosh, at it again!’ ‘What ever do you see in that group, anyway?”
and so on and so forth. The color in anything should be enough to set you a-tingle
and eager to put it on paper. Look around you! Clouds! Trees! Water!
Oranges! Silk! All just begging for interpretation in whatever fashion you
are capable of!”

“All this is bound to help you in the rest of your work, as is also your
design work and modelling. Don’t get the idea that because you want to
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specialize in figure work you can neglect everything else. You can’t do it!

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“Still,” thoughtfully remarked the Young Student, “you must admit that
I do accomplish some very good work, when you take into consideration that
this is my first year at it. And of course, you must make allowances for the
high) spirits of youth«and / 2.) 2/7

“Oh, I’m not suggesting that your case is hopeless’, smiled the Old Man,
“Tn fact, it’s more than likely that you'll be a fairly decent artist. You're full
of pep and a hard worker, when you’re doing what you want to do, _ but you
merely require a little more discipline. Now, when I was a lad .

The cheerful jangle of the recess bell came just in time to prevent the
Old Man's indulgence in the reminiscences peculiar to old age, and the Young
Student wandered out into the fresh air, meditating on the serious question of

iif efr eshments.
; Wiro Ss. GrANCT.

Something for the Magazine —
What shall it be?
Shall it be a story
Or some poetree?
It can not be a story,
For I do not pretend
To ever find a title
Or to know just how to end;
But when it comes to poetry,
Mhat’s: the end of mie.
Something for the Magazine —
What shall it be?!

M. SUTHERLAND.