A SERVICE OF LOVE
The statement “when one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard” is true in the case of Joe Larrabee and Delia Caruthers. Joe came from the Middle West with a genius for painting to New York at the age of twenty years. As a child of six, he drew a picture of the town pump with an important citizen passing it in a hurry. This effort was framed and hung in the dreg store window. Delia,a promising singer, came from the South to New York to learn music with a small amount collected by her relatives. Joe and Delia met in a studio and fell in love with each other, Soon they were married. Mr&Mrs Larrabee began to live in a flat. Even though it was a lonely place, they were happy for they had their art and they had each other. They were mighty happy as long as their money lasted. Joe started learning painting at the famous painter,Mr Magister. His fees were high but his lessons were light. Delia was studying under a famous musician Mr Rosenstock. They were mighty happy as long as their money lasted. Joe wanted to paint pictures which had great demand the gentlemen would fight among themselves for buying them. Delia was to master the piano so and fill concert halls all over the country with people who would pay twice the usual rates to hear her play.
But after a while Art became weak. Everything going out and nothing coming in. There was no money to pay the fees of Mr Magister and Mr Rosenstock so Delia thought to give music to pupil. Delia told Joe that she was teaching music to General A.B.Pinkney’s daughter on Seventy-First Street. Her name was Clementina, a girl of eighteen years. Joe wanted to sell papers or break stones to bring in a dollar or two. But Delia advised Joe not to give up his learning of painting under Mr Magister. She convinced Joe.
During all of the next week the Larabees had an early breakfast. He was very much interested in some morning effect sketches. Art is a charming mistress. Joe gets eighteen dollars a weak. Joe told Delia that a fat man with a bald head bought one of his paintings and ordered another.
On the next Saturday evening Joe reached home first. He spread his eighteen dollars on the dining table. He washed what seemed to be a great deal of dark paint form his hands. Half an hour later, Delia arrived home with a bandage on her right hand when she was asked about it by Joe, Delia arrived, her hand tied up in a shapeless bundle of wraps and bandages. Joe asked about that. Delia said that Clementina while serving the Welsh rabbit, had spilled hot curry over her hand and wrist. The old gentleman Gen. A.B.Pinkney nearly went mad. He rushed down stairs to send somebody out to a drug store for some oil and things to find it up with. When Joe enquired her about the white threads beneath the bandages, she replied that there was oil on it. Also he came to know she burnt her hand at five o’ clock. He drew her to the sofa , sat beside her and put his arms across her shoulders. They revealed the truth to each other. He was working in the engine room and she was ironing in the same laundry.
It was Joe who sent up that cotton waste and oil from the engine room that afternoon for a girl in the upstairs who had her hand burned with an iron box. He had been working in the engine room in the laundry for the last two weeks. His buyer of paintings from Peoria and Gen. A.B Pinkney are both creations of the same art. One wouldn’t call it either painting or music. The cat is out of the bag that is, the secrets are revealed. “When one loves one’s art no service seems too hard”. They were indeed a loving and hardworking couple.Delia endured hard work in order not to be a burden to Joe. It also reveals her great love and deep concern for Joe and vice- versa. So, the story is more about love than about great art. “When one loves one’s art no service seems too hard”.
The statement “when one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard” is true in the case of Joe Larrabee and Delia Caruthers. Joe came from the Middle West with a genius for painting to New York at the age of twenty years. As a child of six, he drew a picture of the town pump with an important citizen passing it in a hurry. This effort was framed and hung in the dreg store window. Delia,a promising singer, came from the South to New York to learn music with a small amount collected by her relatives. Joe and Delia met in a studio and fell in love with each other, Soon they were married. Mr&Mrs Larrabee began to live in a flat. Even though it was a lonely place, they were happy for they had their art and they had each other. They were mighty happy as long as their money lasted. Joe started learning painting at the famous painter,Mr Magister. His fees were high but his lessons were light. Delia was studying under a famous musician Mr Rosenstock. They were mighty happy as long as their money lasted. Joe wanted to paint pictures which had great demand the gentlemen would fight among themselves for buying them. Delia was to master the piano so and fill concert halls all over the country with people who would pay twice the usual rates to hear her play.
But after a while Art became weak. Everything going out and nothing coming in. There was no money to pay the fees of Mr Magister and Mr Rosenstock so Delia thought to give music to pupil. Delia told Joe that she was teaching music to General A.B.Pinkney’s daughter on Seventy-First Street. Her name was Clementina, a girl of eighteen years. Joe wanted to sell papers or break stones to bring in a dollar or two. But Delia advised Joe not to give up his learning of painting under Mr Magister. She convinced Joe.
During all of the next week the Larabees had an early breakfast. He was very much interested in some morning effect sketches. Art is a charming mistress. Joe gets eighteen dollars a weak. Joe told Delia that a fat man with a bald head bought one of his paintings and ordered another.
On the next Saturday evening Joe reached home first. He spread his eighteen dollars on the dining table. He washed what seemed to be a great deal of dark paint form his hands. Half an hour later, Delia arrived home with a bandage on her right hand when she was asked about it by Joe, Delia arrived, her hand tied up in a shapeless bundle of wraps and bandages. Joe asked about that. Delia said that Clementina while serving the Welsh rabbit, had spilled hot curry over her hand and wrist. The old gentleman Gen. A.B.Pinkney nearly went mad. He rushed down stairs to send somebody out to a drug store for some oil and things to find it up with. When Joe enquired her about the white threads beneath the bandages, she replied that there was oil on it. Also he came to know she burnt her hand at five o’ clock. He drew her to the sofa , sat beside her and put his arms across her shoulders. They revealed the truth to each other. He was working in the engine room and she was ironing in the same laundry.
It was Joe who sent up that cotton waste and oil from the engine room that afternoon for a girl in the upstairs who had her hand burned with an iron box. He had been working in the engine room in the laundry for the last two weeks. His buyer of paintings from Peoria and Gen. A.B Pinkney are both creations of the same art. One wouldn’t call it either painting or music. The cat is out of the bag that is, the secrets are revealed. “When one loves one’s art no service seems too hard”. They were indeed a loving and hardworking couple.Delia endured hard work in order not to be a burden to Joe. It also reveals her great love and deep concern for Joe and vice- versa. So, the story is more about love than about great art. “When one loves one’s art no service seems too hard”.
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