Les Herkomers . oor faillites ont arrêté la chanson, et une ruée a été faite à la salle de theroom où, de la façon allemande, un arbre de Noël a été mis en place, avec des bougies brûlant de thebranches—seulement des bougies, vous marquer, avec non ede la substance de gewgaw avec laquelle nous nowoverfoule un arbre de Noël. Sous le thé, on a trouvé quelques restaurants, comme des cakeset des noix, et le présent que j'avais tellement envie pour : des planches minces, dont je pouvais couper des choses avec une scie à cloche. Et, oh, la douce odeur des aiguilles d'épinette alors qu'elles attrapaient la flamme d'une bougie, ce qui jusqu'à ce jour est un joyeux moi ! Dans de telles occasions, mon père a wouldunBend, et

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The Herkomers . oor abruptlystopped the song, and a rush was made to theroom where, in German fashion, a Christmas-tree was set up, with candles burning from thebranches—only candles, mark you, with noneof the gewgaw stuff with which we nowovercrowd a Christmas-tree. Underneath thetree were spread some eatables, such as cakesand nuts, and the present I had so longed for :thin boards, out of which I could cut variousthings with a fret-saw. And, oh, the sweetsmell of spruce needles as they caught theflame of a candle—which to this day is a joyto me ! On such occasions my father wouldunbend, and enjoy it all with us; indeed, hetook the initiative in the arrangements. Butit was not only for the little boy that aChristmas-tree was put up ; it was to warmthe hearts of the elders, for it was Germany, was this little tree ! It was the emblem ofthe home they had left ! I remember mymother weeping through her smiles, as shetook me lovingly on to her lap. PORTRAIT OF MY MOTHER.(From my Water-colour Drawing.). Ill SOJOURN IN AMERICA 27 There was little chance for the father anduncle to show their craftsmanship, as in thefifties America was without artistic taste ; andthe two brothers had to undertake anythingand everything that came to hand ; life-sizedeffigies, carved in wood, for figure-heads toships ; great brackets for the outsides ofhouses, also carved in wood, afterwards to becovered with sand to appear like stone. I alsoclearly remember their carving the face andhands for a Punchinello, which greatly excitedme. They even undertook to paint portraits, and my uncle had a great success with aportrait of a baby, owing to the happythought of showing the cunning little footpeeping out from under the little skirt. Myuncle had a great gift for likeness-drawing, and made some charming pen-portraits ofofficers whilst he was serving his six years inthe army in Germany. He was greatly indemand for these portraits, which augmentedhis small pay as a private; but to paintportraits in

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