176 A FEW MEMORIES
money which eventually mars the work of so many artists, never taking an order, thus allowing his genius free scope, refusing titles, wealth, and social homage, he passes his days in the great studio, working out his beautiful dreams, at peace with himself and with the world. It always seemed to me that the spirit of some old master lived again in the earnestness and simplicity of his daily life.hat his face, The shape and color of a mind* and life, Lives for his children, ever at its best And fullest . . ."