I looked and gazed in silent admiration.

"See, right here before us--that pool of water there--do you get that?

Now, that isn't silver-colored, as it's usually represented. It's a

prism. Don't you see the hundred points of light?"

I acknowledged the variety of color, which I had scarcely observed

before.

"You may think one would skip that in viewing a great scene, but the

artist mustn't. He must get all, whether you notice it or not. It gives

feeling, even when you don't see it."

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