plate, with the added lights or darks, in ten minutes. Nevertheless,
even this concession to false principles, so far as it had influence,
was injurious to him: he had better not have scorned the engravings,
but either done nothing with them, or done his best. His best, in a
certain way, he did, never sparing pains, if he thought the plate
worth it: some of his touched proofs are elaborate drawings.
Of his earnestness in his main work, enough, I should think, has been
already related in this book; but the following anecdote, which I
repeat here from my notes on the Turner Gallery, that there may be
less chance of its being lost, gives, in a few words, and those his
own, the spirit of his labor, as it possessed him throughout his
life. The anecdote was communicated to me in a letter by Mr.
Kingsley, late of Sidney College, Cambridge; whose words I give:--"I
had taken my mother and a cousin to see Turner's pictures; and, as my
mother knows nothing about art, I was taking her down the gallery to
look at the large Richmond Park, but as we were passing the
Sea-storm, she stopped before it, and I could hardly get her to look
at any other picture: and she told me a great deal more about it than
I had any notion of, though I had seen many sea-storms. She had been
in such a scene on the coast of Holland during the war. When, some
time afterwards, I thanked Turner for his permission for her to see
the pictures, I told him that he would not guess which had caught my
mother's fancy, and then named the picture; and he then said, 'I did
not paint it to be understood, but I wished to show what such a scene
was like: I got the sailors to lash me to the mast to observe it; I
was lashed for four hours, and I did not expect to escape, but I felt
bound to record it if I did. But no one had any business to like the
picture.' 'But,' said I, 'my mother once went through just such a
scene, and it brought it all back to her.' 'Is your mother a
painter?' 'No.' 'Then she ought to have been thinking of something
else.' These were nearly his words; I observed at the time, he used
'record' and 'painting,' as the title 'author' had struck me before."
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