Clarence King 



modern painting ; he was familiar 

 with the syncopated melodies of Cuba 

 and Malaga and Andalusia ; he was 

 an aficionado in fans, embroideries 

 and bronzes. Nobody has felt more 

 keenly the melancholy charm of Cas- 

 tile ; the proof is in that exquisite 

 idyll of the Helmet of Mambrino. 

 Fastidious as he was, he was yet 

 easily pleased by whatever was natu- 

 ral and genuine. I remember his 

 horror — in the midst of his enthu- 

 siasm over Spain — at meeting an 

 eminent man of letters from New 

 England who had found nothing in 

 the Peninsula to suit him, and who 

 wound up by expressing his disgust 

 that "from Salamanca to Cadiz you 

 could not get a fishball." 



All over Europe he scampered with 

 the same vertiginous speed, and the 

 same serene and genial appearance 

 of leisure, and perfect satisfaction 

 and delight with all he saw. The 

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