and then breaking the line of white palaces, now and
then a superb cloud floating before it, until, at last,
a mist seemed to rise from valleys below, wrapping
it little by little, till all became invisible in
soft gradations of vapoury gloom. I shall never
again see anything like that, where an art-loving court
subsidises heavily scene-painter and machinist; but
for all that, is it wise to have only sneers for what
can be brought to pass with more modest means?
Our hall at Sweetbrier is as large as the Christ Church
refectory, and handsomely proportioned and decorated.
A wide stage runs across the end. We found some
ample curtains of crimson, set off with a heavy yellow
silken border of quite rich material, which had been
used to drape a window that had disappeared in the
course of repairs. This, stretched from side
to side, made a wall of brilliant colour against the
gray tint of the room; and possibly Roger Ascham,
seeing our audience-room before and after the hanging
of it, might have had a thought of Antwerp. The
stage is the one thing in the world privileged to
deceive. The most devoted reader of Ruskin can
tolerate shams here. The costumes were devised
with constant reference to Charles Knight, and, to
the eye, were of the gayest silk, satin, and velvet.
There was, moreover, a profusion of jewels, which,
for all one could see, sparkled with all the lustre
of the great Florentine diamond, as you see it suspended
above the imperial crowns in the Austrian Schatz-Kammer
at Vienna. The contrasts of tint were well attended
to. Pedro was in white and gold, Claudio in blue
and silver, Leonato in red; while our handsome Benedick,
a youth of dark Italian favour, in doublet of orange,
a broad black velvet sash, and scarlet cloak, shone
like a bird of paradise.
There was a garden-scene, in the foreground of which,
where the eyes of the spectators were near enough
to discriminate, were rustic baskets with geraniums,
fuchsias, and cactuses, to give a southern air.
In the middle distance, armfuls of honeysuckle in full
bloom were brought in and twined about white pilasters.
There was an arbour overhung with heavy masses of
the trumpet-creeper. A tall column or two surmounted
with graceful garden-vases were covered about with
raspberry-vines, the stems of brilliant scarlet showing
among the green. A thick clump of dogwood, whose
large white blossoms could easily pass for magnolias,
gave background. The green was lit with showy
colour of every sort,—handfuls of nasturtiums,
now and then a peony, larkspurs for blue, patches
of poppies, and in the garden-vases high on the pillars
(the imposition!) clusters of pink hollyhocks which
were meant to pass for oleander-blossoms, and did,
still, wet with the drops of the afternoon shower,
which had not dried away when all was in place.
When it comes to rain and dewdrops, dear Dr. Holmes,
a “fresh-water college” has an advantage.
First, it was given under gas; then, the hall being
darkened, a magnesium-light gave a moon-like radiance,