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    ' Buy images I * Who ever hears the cry now-a-days without turning to the moving miniature sculpture gallery , and looking upward to discover what new treasure of old aft has been rendered accessible to eye and pocket ? And again , when the collection has

    been thoroughly scanned , who does not turn to the itinerant Italian boy to read in his eyes that lesson so necessary to be studied in an age when an archbishop refuses sanctuary to the remains of a musical composer , and a magistrate a licence to a theatre ., —that a thorough appreciation of art of every kind is one of the surest safeguards of the spirituality of a people . Look at the faces of the Italian boys ; watch their glances of expressive

    admiration—nay , affection—for the objects , of their occupation ; hear their eloquent description of the different works of art with which they are familiar ; and then compare them with the ragged (urchins who infest your gates , with thievish eye and harsh voices , crying h-a-arth-stone V till your * hearth-stane'is no longer a place of quiet refuge , —and in that contrast you will have the

    whole difference between the marble of the sculptor and the rough stone of the quarry , —a nation with or without the influence of the master-spirit which lives and breathes throughout the crcacious of glorious art . How many of these sun-tinted darkeyed wanderers from the south have we not encountered , all with some individual charm , some touch of spirit to animate

    their clay , as the soul of the sculptor had animated the forms with which their pursuit had made them acquainted . One would sing Venetian barcarolles , another recite portibns of the ' Gierusalemme Liberata , ' in no very precise Italian , be it confessed ; but when a copy was handed to him , he has gone over stanza after stanza , rapidly turnin g the leaves , until his eye caught and

    kindled at some old known favourite , and he has wrapped himself up with the book in a state of unconscious enthusiasm , till the close of the admired passage has brought him back to himself . There was one whom we remember from amongst many others , who stands out more vividly than the rest . He came one early autumn morning ; there had been a heavy rain that had

    afterwards cleared off to make the remaining day brighter from the contrast . The sun came out , and birds began to sing , and the blue of the sky was deep and clear , and soon there came a voice to match it , sounding down the grove , ' buy images !*—a cry never disregarded—^ -and the travelling artist was st opped , and he bent his head , with its weight of white beauties , beneath the laburnum tree that overarched the gateway , and came smiling up the gravel path , and rested them upon the iron palisades of the stone steps . He was freshly complexioned , a thing unusual to boys of his class and country . It seemed as if the rain had

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Nov. 2, 1834, page 756, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2639/page/8/