206 AN ANGLER AT LARGE 



for the next the Book of the Dead serves her turn, 

 and then Epictetus and Gogol and Drummond 

 of Hawthornden and the Saga of Erik the Red 

 (if there is such a Saga), and Voltaire and Heine 

 and Tasso and Montesquieu (assuredly Monte- 

 squieu), and Old Play and Anon. 



When I think that I compete with such 

 giantesses ! 



But I was worrying about a name for my 

 picture. 



Some painters, less highly endowed than the 

 others, fall back upon what may be called the 

 pseudo-poetic ; that is to say, not having at their 

 command a line or lines of genuine authenticated 

 verse which will describe what they have painted, 

 they take some form of words which ring with a 

 well-established sentimentality, thus 



No. 7. Evening Shadows. ARTHUR STRUGGLES. 



No. 603. The Trysting Tree. ARTHUR STRUGGLES. 



No. 9001. Leafy June. ARTHUR STRUGGLES. 



No. 9002. The Workhouse Door. ARTHUR STRUGGLES. 



But I am so dull that nothing of the kind 

 occurs to me in connection with my picture. This 

 landscape is bathed, obviously, in bright sunlight. 

 There are a number, a great number of trees in it, 

 but none so outstanding and important that it 

 could be dignified into a special feature, and 



