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have of that stuff the better?  Dickinson continues to smile over it and I begin to refer to him as one of the pearls.  Mountfort smiles too and Miss Fulcher thinks it very funny & very good. She says "You like the humor in it don't you Mr Britton"  I say I certainly do.  Out with D to [[strikethrough]] to [[/strikethrough]] supper back again I play a bit of Chopin. Etude and Peggy comes in.  Walk out with D again over to Van Dyke Studios to see his cousin Edwin who is in the US Navy and has had a picture taken for the show of 100 Americans in Paris.  E not in so I start for home.  Still raining.  Soles of my shoes broken, walk in sopped feet.  Seems as though I'll always be this way.  Dickinson says his soldier brother sent him a check for $100 recently & D sent it back.  Came again but D doesn't want to keep it as his brother wants to get married and should be saving up.  Says he's a Lieutenant and he wants to buy a picture from him for a thousand bucks.  D says he'll stay in New York awhile but doesn't know what he'll do beyond that.  Dickinson tells the Capt his stuff is good, but when he's not around he says the Cap'll never paint  "It isn't in him."  Now I tell him the thing to do is to pitch in to the Cap & help him.  D says "What's the use he'll never do it."  Its this hopeless, narrow, "the fire is denied thee" attitude that makes

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the American artists absurd.  Dickinson is strong enough to be above it.  D says he can't see [[Brandyces?]] port of Miss Beaux very well  "It doesnt seem to be it quite"  he says yet he admits its constructive power.  What he doesn't like maybe is its lack of Gravura brushing.  Cap tells about the old studio Bellows used to have in the Broadway Arcade.  great big place seemed to have no end to it.  D. says it has always been a dream of mine, to have the right kind of a studio.  Arrange to paint the Captain Tuesday morn. and he to paint me.  This begins by the Cap while we are all in Mountforts saying he'd like to paint me

Monday 17 March St Patricks day  Sun comes out.  Stop at Macbeths and Montross, Go up in Elevator with Jas E Shepherd who says hes just returned from the South, and spent Saturday with J Francis Murphy.  I congratulate him again on his Murphys and he says thank you.  Upstairs Montross fastens onto Shepperd and Higgins who I hadn't seen step over.  D says "I saw you come out  You walked right by"  Look over the H Wethers & agree theyre pretty smug.  Higgins suggests seeing Gauters things at Folsoms but I bring him into Knoedlers