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Entered as Second-Class Matter June 12, 1909. at Sound Beach Post Office, under Act of March 3, 1897. 



Vol 



ume 



VII 



NOVEMBER. 



Number 6 



The Painter of the Palisades is at High Ridge. 



BY EDWARD F. BIGELOW, ArcAdiA: Sound Beach, Conn. 



AN DEARING PERRINE, the famous painter of the Palisades, 

 has fallen in love with the rugged rocks of High Ridge. Ele 

 has decided to make his temporary home on the northeastern 

 decline of those highlands, just where they gracefully slope and 

 terminate in a long, winding picturesque valley. 



For many years he has loved the Palisades. Now he will 

 love High Ridge (just over the Stamford boundary in West- 

 chester County, New York state) not for the artist's copy that 

 it may supply but as a companion. He himself is rocky and precipitous in 

 his nature — large, wild, rough, even savage, as hills and valleys are — yet as 

 balmy and kind and gentle as the Indian summer sunshine. He combines 

 in an uncommon way the wild and the tame, the primitive and the modern, 

 the uncultivated and the cultivated. He is a tamed cowboy, a civilized 

 savage, a thoroughly uneducated educated man. One may truthfully say of 

 him as was said of Walt Whitman, whom he brings to mind so far as an artist 

 may recall a poet. "There goes a man." He is a thoroughly natural man, the 

 kind that nature delights to claim, and which he loves as a child his mother. 

 He is an artist because he is a naturalist, and naturalist because he is an 

 artist, and poet because he is both. 



Others have sought him as an artist, for his fame is world-wide and has 

 been exploited by many newspapers and magazines, but I accept his own 

 advice as printed on the ArcAdiA Page of this number of The Guide to 

 Nature, and do not attempt to describe him as an entity, but have selected 

 one detail that, if it were his only good quality, would endear him to our 

 readers; he loves the rocks and ridges and the roughness of untamed nature. 

 He sees beauty in the details of a flower, but his mind and heart and brush 

 work better and do better work among the picturesque and the sublime 

 things of nature. 



H. W. Stokes in "The New York Tribune" recently says of him : 



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