This section is from "The Horticulturist, And Journal Of Rural Art And Rural Taste", by P. Barry, A. J. Downing, J. Jay Smith, Peter B. Mead, F. W. Woodward, Henry T. Williams. Also available from Amazon: Horticulturist and Journal of Rural Art and Rural Taste.
A most estimable lady has called our attention to an able artist in Terra Cotta, and we are anxious to make him better known to our readers. Mr. Terry, No. 1194 Broadway, New York, is an Italian, educated for and with peculiar qualifications for modelling either original articles required or copying the best specimens, and he is extremely desirous to introduce his manufacture, which is perfectly adapted to stand our climate. Ho produces Statues, Fountains, Vases, and in short everything that can be demanded in his line for ornament, and we will add that unless he receives immediately some patronage he will be obliged to leave America. He has fixed his establishment so for up Broadway that he has been little noticed, but we are sure those who visit him will be gratified with the progress the art is now making among us. His flower pots are bo ornamental as alone to be worthy of a visit. See his advertisement.
The "Example and a bit of Advice" in our June number has been well received by the gentleman who prompted it. His reply is of sufficient interest to allow of an extract or two for general benefit. He says: " The rage for speculation, too long rife in our favored land, has hitherto stifled, in a great measure, the love of rural pursuits. But as the nursing of trees, fruits, and flowers is found upon examination to be more captivating than the race for the ' Dollar,' the indications around us are unmistakable of a growing fondness for this communion with nature. Perhaps, therefore, not the least beneficial result of the late financial storm, is the impetus it has given in the American bosom to that taste for rural .enjoyment which for conturies has been a ' ruling passion of the mother country.'
" Specially was I pleased with the advice to drive the cart of berries to the depot one's self, 'should Jacob be sick,' as this conforms to my own notions of the true dignity, and independence of country life. With me a very important advantage of a residence in the country is this very independence, the let-your-neighbor-alone-apirit which prevails there. True comfort in the country is embraced in that comprehensive, blessed word, freedom. Freedom from the artificial restraints and conventionalities of city life; freedom from the pomps and affectations, the flummery and fudge which such a life too often engenders; freedom to behold in the gorgeous sky in the fullness of splendor of the rising and setting sun; freedom to drink in the beauties which God has lavished over hill and plain; freedom to breathe and to think, to talk and act in deference only to the manifest laws of decency and right, and in the dignity of manhood, without measuring one's breath, moulding one's thoughts, twisting one's tongue, and shaping one's actions in servile obedience to the capricious mandates of silly fashion.*'
Oar valued correspondent has the right views; their publication is due to their excellent appreciation of the true objects to be combined in a country residence. We all know how much "Our sleeping visions, waking dreams, Receive their shape and hue from what Surrounds our life".
An agreeable writer says: where the counsels of wisdom preside over parental love, where those whom God has united remain in unity under the bonds of a beautiful affection, than which "All other pleasures are not worth the pains;" where woman appears in her true gentleness, and the children grow up in the love of parents and the fear of God, there is a home of taste, a home of virtue, of mental discipline, a home of moral worth, and domestic affection, and religious aspiration. Round it all the Muses sing; the simplest things acquire grace and meaning; vulgarity, meanness, and vice dare not cross the threshold - ennui cannot find its way there, petulance is smiled out of countenance, and temper is rebuked by little ruddy faces and curly heads of hair, and eyes that sparkle with enjoyment. .... Who then would not have a home of Taste? If you have it already, dear reader, prize it, and continually strive to make it more and more perfect.
A valued lady correspondent called our attention last year to the atelier of Ambroise Tellier, of 1194 Broadway, New York, as a most deserving Italian artist, recently settled among us, and prepared to make ornaments in Terra Cotta, for gardens, lawns, terraces, or halls of entrance, in a style that would be creditable in his own sunny land. We hope our notice attracted the attention of amateurs, some of whom may have benefited by the information.
The material employed is perfectly adapted to a northern climate, being as durable as brick.
Mr. Tellier produces very good statues, and we are much mistaken if his plastic material and his accurate eye will not enable him to take likenesses in excellent style.
At the time we mention, Mr. Tellier favored us with a book of drawings of such articles as he desired to produce, and from this volume the following ornaments were selected and have just been furnished by our excellent wood engraver: -