AUGUSTE RODIN AND THE
NOMENCLATURE OF
HIS WORKS
A STUDY IN SPITE
HEN @legitimate criticism is met with a smart
swing on the point of the jaw, and has subsided
into an unpleasant and unpitiful heap; when its high-
well-born brother has shaken hands—not without many
years of friendly sparring—with the new pugilist, all his
family are very disappointed, for Society takes no notice
of them in its (to them unseemly) adulation of the rising
star. Their unfraternal feeling may even lead them to
employ a sandbagger and a dark night to rid them of
this dreamer Joseph.
In the case of the success, in the heavy weights, of
the Meudon Chicken (M. Rodin will forgive us for the
lengths to which we carry our analogy), envy has given
up hope even of sandbags, and is now engaged in the
ridiculous task of attempting to disconcert the eye of
the Fancy Boy by flipping paper pellets at him across
the arena. They do not reach him, it is true: but as I,
who happen to be sitting in a back row, admiring the
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