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I had seen pictures painted by Her Majesty decorating the walls



of the palaces of several of the princes, as well as the homes of

a number of my official friends. Some of them I thought very



attractive, and they seemed to be well done. They were highly

prized by their owners, but I was anxious to know what the Lady



Miao thought of her ability as an artist, and so I asked:

"Do you consider the Empress Dowager a good painter?"



"The Empress Dowager is a great woman," she answered. "Of course,

as an artist, she is an amateur rather than a professional. Had



she devoted herself wholly to art, hers would have been one of

the great names among our artists. She wields her brush with a



power and precision which only genius added to practice can give.

She has a keen appreciation of art, and it is a pity that the



cares of state might not have been borne by others, leaving her

free to develop her instinct for art."



The Empress Dowager kept eighteen court painters, selected from

among the best artists of the country, and appointed by herself,



whose whole duty it was to paint for her. They were divided into

three groups, and each group of six persons was required to be on



duty ten days of each month. As I was deeply interested in the

study of Chinese art I became intimately" target="_blank" title="ad.密切地;熟悉地">intimately acquainted with most of



the court painters and knew the character of their work. The head

of this group was Mr. Kuan. I called on him one day, knowing that



he was not well enough to be on duty in the palace, and I found

him hard at work. Like the small boy who told his mother that he



was too sick to go to school but not sick enough to go to bed, so

he assured me that his troubles were not such as to prevent his



working, but only such as make it impossible for him to appear at

court. Incidentally I learned that the drain on his purse from



the squeezes to the eunuchs aggravated his disease.

"When Her Majesty excused me from appearing at the palace," he



explained, "she required that I paint for her a minimum of sixty

pictures a year, to be sent in about the time of the leading



feasts. These she decorates with her seals, and with appropriate

sentiments written by members of the College of Inscriptions, and



she gives them, as she gives her own, as presents during the

feasts." Mr. Kuan and I became intimate friends and he painted



three pictures which he presented to me for my collection.

One day another of the court painters came to call on me and



during the conversation told me that he was painting a picture of

the Empress Dowager as the goddess of mercy. Up to that time I



had not been accustomed to think of her as a goddess of mercy,

but he told me that she not infrequently copied the gospel of



that goddess with her own pen, had her portrait painted in the

form of the goddess which she used as a frontispiece, bound the



whole up in yellow silk or satin and gave it as a present to her

favourite officials. Of course I thought at once of my collection



of paintings, and said:

"How much I should like to have a picture of the Empress Dowager



as the goddess of mercy!"

"I'll paint one for you," said he.



All this conversation I soon discovered was only a diplomatic

preliminary to what he had really come to tell me, which was that



he had been eating fish in the palace a few days before, and had

swallowed a fish-bone which had unfortunately stuck in his



throat. He said that the court physicians had given him medicine

to dissolve the fish-bone, but it had not been effective; he



therefore wondered whether one of the physicians of my honourable

country could remove it. I took him to my friend Dr. Hopkins who



lived near by, and told him of the dilemma. The doctor set him

down in front of the window, had him open his mouth, looked into



his throat where he saw a small red spot, and with a pair of

tweezers removed the offending fish-bone. And had it not been for



this service on the part of Dr. Hopkins, I am afraid I should

never have received the promised picture, for he hesitated as to



the propriety of him, a court painter, doing pictures of Her

Majesty for his friends. However as he often thereafter found it



necessary to call Mrs. Headland to minister to his wife and

children he came to the conclusion that it was proper for him to



do so, and one day he brought me the picture.

The Empress Dowager not only loved to be painted as the goddess



of mercy, but she clothed herself in the garments suitable to

that deity, dressed certain ladies of the court as her



attendants, with the head eunuch Li Lien-ying as their protector,




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