Public Entertainment: Bookstores and Art Galleries

Collection: African American Newspapers
Publication: FREDERICK DOUGLASS' PAPER
Date: April 20, 1855
Title: For Frederick Douglass' Paper.
Location: Rochester, New York

NEW YORK, April 4th, 1855.

MR. EDITOR: - I do not often drop in at Bailliere's. Occasionally a learned friend of mine takes me there, to ask my opinion on some subject of which I am profoundly ignorant which opinion I give most oracularly. Bailliere has, doubtless, a fine collection of books; but they are too abstruse for me, being chiefly in foreign language, or professional.

Your correspondent from the Flats can there find food for his metaphysical and philosophical intellect. I do not soar so high; higher, and more airy fancies suit me better. Music and paintings are, to me, a passion a novel or a poem, my failing. I often wile away an hour in the splendid saloon of the Appletons, looking over their beautiful books, which I covet, but cannot buy or saunter through Williams & Stevens; or Goupil's picture galleries. “Art knows no prejudice; Science recognizes no distinction of color.” In the gorgeous halls devoted to Literature, Art and Science, prejudice, with her Gorgon aspect, does not meet me at the threshold to stare men into stone. True Art is an elevator, not a leveler, as an old low Dutch writer once remarked. It elevates the mind above the petty prejudices of caste and color; it elevates the amateur and the professor. The poor and humble lover of the Arts feels equal to the wealthy admirer.

Come with me into Goupil's gallery, and view Ary Sheffer's beautiful painting of the Temptation. We stand in a darkened part of the room; the picture is in a recess. The softened light form above throws a rich, mellow glomming over the canvas. The two figures which compose the subject are standing on a bleak mountain, and the contrast between them strikes the beholder with awe: the sublime features and angelic countenance of Christ, full of holy sweetness and resolution, and the fiendish expression of the Tempter, while he points to the vast abyss below, “containing all the kingdoms of the world, and the glory thereof;” and we can read in his face, as plainly as on pages of holy writ, “All these things will I give unto thee, if thou wilt fall down and worship me.”

Around us is the aristocracy of the land. Yonder lady, whose attire denotes wealthy, and whose manner indicates refinement, turns to our compassion and murmurs, “How beautiful!” She recognizes as a sister of a darker hue. Whatever prejudices she may have imbibed, not inherited are dispelled. The ennobling influence of Art elevates the hitherto despised being at her side to her own standing. In the presence of that inimitable and inspired work of art, no prejudice can enter. Caste is forgotten, and colorphobia is rebuked into silence. I shave stood for hours in Williams & Stevens' gallery gazing on Landseer's painting of the “Twins,” without one look for the other visitors to remind me of my color. “Education and wealth are the ladders by which we must rise.”

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