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of the trees seem water-soaked. One is prone to wonder, however,
if the storm is as bad as Mr. Grant leads us to suppose by the con-
ditions of the streets, what sort of people are sitting on the top of
the Fifth Avenue 'bus. Can there be such fresh-air cranks as these?
This may be straining a point for realism, still, the picture is dis-
tinctly realistic in all its other details.
   Miss Anne Peck's "Daffodil Man" is very interesting in compo-
sition. The leading line, starting at the base of the picture, becomes
in succession the line between the gray of the old man's trousers
against the inside of his coat, the shadows running inward from the
top and bottom of the tray of flowers, the meeting of the coat and
the line of his scarf that flutters out behind his head. Helped out
by the curve of the cap, in the more immediate foreground, the line
returns in a series of parallel curves made by the top of the cab, the
round of the wheel and, finally, by the corner of the old man's coat.
It is interesting to notice the part that the tree, at the extreme right
of the picture, plays in throwing this returning line into prominence.
The background is in somber browns and grays. The old man's
kindly features are a little reddened by the cold. The brilliant tray-
ful of yellow daffodils adds the only touch of color to the blustering
gray spring day in a city street.
   On the whole, the exhibit was very interesting. The pictures
showed a noticeably even standard of excellence andthe exhibit gave
a less confused expression than is usual where the work of many
people of many schools is brought together. We can only reiterate
what has been very generally said,-that New York has never seen
such a brilliant season in art, and this exhibit, practically the last of
the year, did nothing to blur the memory.
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           OAST not so much the splendid dyes
                 Of cunningly wrought tapestries,
                 Nor painters' blue and red;
           I've seen three scarlet butterflies
           A-flutter in a golden breeze
           About a milk-weed's purple head.
                                            ALLAN UPDEGRAFF.
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