History of the FanRhead, G. Woolliscroft (George Woolliscroft)
History
History of the Fan
Rhead, G. Woolliscroft (George Woolliscroft)
Fans
Flag-fan, from Vatican (a glass vase) 98
Banner-fan, from ivory diptich 99
Ghost-fan, Malay Archipelago 106
Fan of Ferrara, or Duck’s-foot 107
Fragments of Fan from Château de Pierre 109
Small Rigid Fans, 1590 109
Feather-fan, Milan 110
Diagram of parts of Folding-fan 116
Rigid Screen of Bologna, 1590 127
Fan of Rice-straw, Fifteenth Century 138
Dimensions of Fans, 1550-1780 148
Japanese Lady’s Court-fan 175
Long-handled Feather-fan 176
Ostrich-feather Folding-fan, Amsterdam 196
Flag-fan, Titian 204
Ivory Fan, Madras, Nineteenth Century 231
Plaited Fan 232
Hide-fan, from Benin 271
Queen Kapiolani’s Fan 272
From a Chinese Screen, Victoria and Albert
Museum 299
[Illustration: A Concert. Dutch, 1720-30, given by the Duke of Cobury
to Princess Victoria (afterwards Queen) in 1836, from the collection of
Fans at Gotha.
H.R.H. Princess Louise, Duchess of Argyll.]
CHAPTER I
THE ORIGIN AND USES OF THE FAN
In the beginning, before the human advent, when the earth was peopled
only by the Immortals, a bright son was born to Aurora, whose soft
and agreeable breath was as honey in the mouth of the gods, and
the beating of whose gossamer wings imparted a delicious coolness
to the air, moderating the heat of summer, and providing the first
suggestion of, and occasion for, the dainty little plaything we have
under consideration, somewhat waggishly described as a kind of wind
instrument, not, perhaps, so much to be played _upon_ as to be played
_with_, and invaluable as assisting to follow out the wisest of the
Sage’s maxims when he bids us keep cool.
This delicate toy, this airy creation of gauze, ivory, and paint, frail
and fragile almost as the flowers kissed by Aurora’s son, endowed
apparently with the gift of perpetual youth, may claim a lineage older
than the Pyramids; having its origin and being in the infancy of the
world, before the birth of history, in that golden age when life was a
perpetual summer, and care was not, when all was concord and harmony,
and old age, long protracted, was dissolved in a serene slumber, and
wafted to the mansions of the gods, the regions of eternal love and
enjoyment.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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