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Title: Life of James McNeill Whistler,
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Pennell, Elizabeth Robins,
Subjects: American Art
Publisher: J. B. Lippincott company
Contributing Library: Whitney Museum of American Art, Frances Mulhall Achilles Library
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rs and chocolates right and left, while Whistlers debts multiplied.Artists and art students came in through the open door to seeand to learn, and were welcomed. If they came to loaf and to play,they paid for it. They ran errands, posted letters, sat in the corner,interviewed greater bores than themselves. They had to give uptheir time, and then the end came, and out they went. One story in Chelsea is of Barthe, who not only taught art butsold tapestry. Whistler bought a number of things from him. Butvill he pay, zis Vistlaire, vill he pay ? Barthe asked, and at last oneevening he went to Lindsey Row. A cab was at the door. The maidsaid Whistler was not in, but Barthe heard his voice and pushed past,and said afterwards : Upstairs, I find him, before a little picture painting, and behindhim ze bruzzers Greaves holding candle. And Vistlaire he say, Youze very man I vant ; hold a candle ! And I hold a candle. AndVistlaire he paint, and he paint, and zen he take ze picture, and heI28 (1874
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PORTRAIT OF DR. WHISTLER OIL In the possession of Burton Mansfield, Esq. (See t>age 94) The Open Door go downstair, and he get in ze cab, and he drive off, and we hold zecandle, and I see him no more. Mon Dieu, il est terrible, ce Vistlaire ! But he was paid the next day. Few men depended more on companionship than Whistler, andto few was the companionship women alone can give more essential.All his life he retained his cceur de jemme, and most of his friends werewomen. For years, until her health broke down, his mother was withhim. Many wondered, with Val Prinsep, who thought Whistler alwaysacting a part, whether behind the -poseur, there was not quite adifferent Whistler. Those who saw him with his mother were con-scious of the fact that the irrepressible Jimmy was very human. Noone could have been a better son, or more attentive to his motherswishes. Sometimes old Mrs. Whistler, who was a stern Presbyterianin her religion, must have been very trying to her son. Yet Jimmy,though

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