A Capillary Crime, and Other StoriesMillet, Francis Davis
Philosophy
A Capillary Crime, and Other Stories
Millet, Francis Davis
Artists -- Fiction; Manners and customs -- Fiction; Short stories, American
Concerning Charles Mandel, the dead artist, it was found that he was a
native of Styria, in Austria; that his parents and all his relatives
were exceedingly poor; that he had worked his way up from a place as a
farmer’s boy to a position as attendant in the baths at Gastein, and
thence he had found his way to Munich, and to the School of Fine Arts
there. He had taken a good rank in the Academy, and after several years’
study, supporting himself meanwhile on a small government subsidy and by
the sale of pen-and-ink sketches, he began to paint pictures. When he
had saved money enough he came to Paris, where he had lived about
eighteen months. His character was unimpeachable. He lived quietly, and
rarely went out of the quarter; was never seen at the balls in the old
windmill on the summit of Montmartre, nor did he frequent the Élisée
Montmartre, the skating rink, the Cirque Fernando, nor any other place
of amusement in the neighborhood. The little Café du Rat Mort, in the
Place Pigalle, was the only café he visited, and in this he was
accustomed to pass an hour or two every evening in company with his
friend, the sculptor Paul Benner. He was not known to have any enemies,
there was no suspicion that he was connected with the Internationalists,
and the only reason he had been remarked at all as an individual was
because he spoke French badly, and always conversed in German with his
friend Benner.
The information concerning the latter was a great deal more accurate and
precise. A great deal of it, however, was irrelevant. He was born in
Strasburg, in 1849, and began the study of his profession there. He came
to Paris when he was twenty years old, and entered the Académie des
Beaux Arts. After he had finished the course he set up his studio in
Montmartre, and had already exhibited successful works in three
_salons_. He had a great many friends in the city, and was well spoken
of by all who knew him. The only thing that could possibly be urged
against him was the fact that he seemed very little disturbed at the
idea of being a Prussian subject. But he was consistently cosmopolitan,
as his intimate friendship with the Austrian and his equally close
relations with fellow-students in the Beaux Arts abundantly proved.
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