|Collection||NY Historical Society|
|Dates of Creation||1847/03/07|
|Scope & Content||
Stony Brook, March 7th, 1847
My Dear Lanman,
Your very kind letter is at hand, containing an article from the Evening Post "about artists going to Europe." That's the way to talk, a little common sense now and then is greatly needed.
I have received art sketches from you at various times for which you have my hearty thanks. Artists should express their gratitude to the man who devotes his time to their benefit. Your notices of Flagg, Elliott, Cropse, Vanderline, Durand, and Leutze, etc, shows that you speak from your own impressions. Elliott has a soul, there is nothing small about him. I saw the funny thing in the Herald describing Grey's picture of the "Greek Lovers" it is certainly a tall picture notice. Grey has bottom and no mistake, if he would only work in the right way. I am delighted the Nicolls invited you to their party, and that you found it a brilliant and sociable affair.
How did you make out with your landscapes that you commenced so bravely? They did not indicate that you should throw up your hand so soon. I see by the mention of fishing tackle that you are not to be bound in by brick and morter, but a space to breathe in, where you can stand with line in hand, and witness the beauty and vastness of the Almighty's power in silence; and your belly made fat at night with a rich chowder.
"A roving life is the life for me," as the fisherman said when he put to sea, and thanked his God when he hawled up a cod. I am pleased to hear that Matteson, Edmonds, and Huntington are doing something great for the coming exhibition. Durand, Cole, and Huntington are lucky men, it is a warning to bachelors. However, we can afford it, no children to cry for bread. I shall not be able to reside in the City for some time, owing to some commissions I have lately received requiring close observation in the country, which I regret on some accounts, as the City is the place for an artist. Reynolds considered that the three years he spent in the country as so much time lost. I feel quite desirous at some future day of going to Norwich to call on Hazen, and your family, and hear your Father tell about diving after hard clams in ten feet water. The time he went on a sailing excursion. I have been roving about the Island the past week. Shepard is in New York. I should not have written this letter, only that you have been among the Indians, and I have a great veneration for a roving lad about your size. My Sister, Mrs. Ruth Seabury, sends her best regards to you. She is not in good health, having just returned from the City, where she has been for some time on a visit.
I should have enjoyed the oysters, with yourself, Mr. Fraser and Matteson. My regards to all.
I remain Yours truly,
Wm. S. Mount. Excuse this hasty letter.