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JEAN
DE
DAUMIER
-
SMITH
Staff
Instructor
Les
Amis
Des
Vieux
Maltres
P
.
S
.
I
have
nearly
forgotten
that
students
are
supposed
to
submit
envelopes
every
second
Monday
to
the
school
.
For
your
first
assignment
will
you
kindly
make
some
outdoor
sketches
for
me
?
Do
them
very
freely
and
do
not
strain
.
I
am
unaware
,
of
course
,
how
much
time
they
give
you
for
your
personal
drawing
at
your
Convent
and
hope
you
will
advise
me
.
Also
I
beg
you
to
buy
those
necessary
supplies
I
took
the
liberty
of
advocating
,
as
I
would
like
you
to
begin
using
oils
as
soon
as
possible
.
If
you
will
pardon
my
saying
so
,
I
believe
you
are
too
passionate
to
paint
just
in
watercolors
and
never
in
oils
indefinitely
.
I
say
that
quite
impersonally
and
do
not
mean
to
be
obnoxious
;
actually
,
it
is
intended
as
a
compliment
.
Also
please
send
me
all
of
your
old
former
work
that
you
have
on
hand
,
as
I
am
eager
to
see
it
.
The
days
will
be
insufferable
for
me
till
your
next
envelope
arrives
,
it
goes
without
saying
.
If
it
is
not
overstepping
myself
,
I
would
greatly
appreciate
your
telling
me
if
you
find
being
a
nun
very
satisfactory
,
in
a
spiritual
way
,
of
course
.
Frankly
,
I
have
been
studying
various
religions
as
a
hobby
ever
since
I
read
volumes
36
,
44
,
45
of
the
Harvard
Classics
,
which
you
may
be
acquainted
with
.
I
am
especially
delighted
with
Martin
Luther
,
who
was
a
Protestant
,
of
course
.
Please
do
not
be
offended
by
this
.
I
advocate
no
doctrine
;
it
is
not
my
nature
to
do
so
.
As
a
last
thought
,
please
do
not
forget
to
advise
me
as
to
your
visiting
hours
,
as
my
weekends
are
free
as
far
as
I
know
and
I
may
happen
to
be
in
your
environs
some
Saturday
by
chance
.
Also
please
do
not
forget
to
inform
me
if
you
have
a
reasonable
command
of
the
French
language
,
as
for
all
intents
and
purposes
I
am
comparatively
speechless
in
English
owing
to
my
varied
and
largely
insensible
upbringing
.
I
mailed
my
letter
and
drawings
to
Sister
Irma
around
three
-
thirty
in
the
morning
,
going
out
to
the
street
to
do
it
.
Then
,
literally
overjoyed
,
I
undressed
myself
with
thick
fingers
and
fell
into
bed
.
Just
before
I
fell
asleep
,
the
moaning
sound
again
came
through
the
wall
from
the
Yoshotos
’
bedroom
.
I
pictured
both
Yoshotos
coming
to
me
in
the
morning
and
asking
me
,
begging
me
,
to
hear
their
secret
problem
out
,
to
the
last
,
terrible
detail
.
I
saw
exactly
how
it
would
be
.
I
would
sit
down
between
them
at
the
kitchen
table
and
listen
to
each
of
them
.
I
would
listen
,
listen
,
listen
,
with
my
head
in
my
hands
—
till
finally
,
unable
to
stand
it
any
longer
,
I
would
reach
down
into
Mme
.
Yoshoto
’
s
throat
,
take
up
her
heart
in
my
hand
and
warm
it
as
I
would
a
bird
.
Then
,
when
all
was
put
right
,
I
would
show
Sister
Irma
’
s
work
to
the
Yoshotos
,
and
they
would
share
my
joy
.
The
fact
is
always
obvious
much
too
late
,
but
the
most
singular
difference
between
happiness
and
joy
is
that
happiness
is
a
solid
and
joy
a
liquid
.
Mine
started
to
seep
through
its
container
as
early
as
the
next
morning
,
when
M
.
Yoshoto
dropped
by
at
my
desk
with
the
envelopes
of
two
new
students
.
I
was
working
on
Bambi
Kramer
’
s
drawings
at
the
time
,
and
quite
spleenlessly
,
knowing
as
I
did
that
my
letter
to
Sister
Irma
was
safely
in
the
mail
.
But
I
was
no
where
even
nearly
prepared
to
face
the
freakish
fact
that
there
were
two
people
in
the
world
who
had
less
talent
for
drawing
than
either
Bambi
or
R
.
Howard
Ridgefield
.
Feeling
virtue
go
out
of
me
,
I
lit
a
cigarette
in
the
instructors
’
room
for
the
first
time
since
I
’
d
joined
the
staff
.
It
seemed
to
help
,
and
I
turned
back
to
Bambi
’
s
work
.
But
before
I
’
d
taken
more
than
three
or
four
drags
,
I
felt
,
without
actually
glancing
up
and
over
,
that
M
.
Yoshoto
was
looking
at
me
.
Then
,
for
confirmation
,
I
heard
his
chair
being
pushed
back
.
As
usual
,
I
got
up
to
meet
him
when
he
came
over
.
He
explained
to
me
,
in
a
bloody
irritating
whisper
,
that
he
personally
had
no
objection
to
smoking
,
but
that
,
alas
,
the
school
’
s
policy
was
against
smoking
in
the
instructors
’
room
.
He
cut
short
my
profuse
apologies
with
a
magnanimous
wave
of
his
hand
,
and
went
back
over
to
his
and
Mme
.
Yoshoto
’
s
side
of
the
room
.
I
wondered
,
in
a
real
panic
,
how
I
would
manage
to
get
sanely
through
the
next
thirteen
days
to
the
Monday
when
Sister
Irma
’
s
next
envelope
was
due
.
That
was
Tuesday
morning
.
I
spent
the
rest
of
the
working
day
and
all
the
working
portions
of
the
next
two
days
keeping
myself
feverishly
busy
.
I
took
all
of
Bambi
Kramer
’
s
and
R
.
Howard
Ridgefield
’
s
drawings
apart
,
as
it
were
,
and
put
them
together
with
brand
-
new
parts
.
I
designed
for
both
of
them
literally
dozens
of
insulting
,
subnormal
,
but
quite
constructive
,
drawing
exercises
.
I
wrote
long
letters
to
them
.
I
almost
begged
R
.
Howard
Ridgefield
to
give
up
his
satire
for
a
while
.
I
asked
Bambi
,
with
maximum
delicacy
,
to
please
hold
off
,
temporarily
,
submitting
any
more
drawings
with
titles
kindred
to
"
Forgive
Them
Their
Trespasses
.
"
