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The Paint-brush Fiend

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Day
16
Month
December
Year
1880
Copyright
Public Domain
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A New York Sun reporter lias been interviewing sonie of the artista who paint advertiscraents on anything and everjIhing, from a rail fence to the most sublime points of natural scenery. The following are two sample sketches: 'My plan of worklngï situply this: 1 lay out a route tor tlie year, beginning say iu May in Connecticut, and, following the linea of railroads, I take in all towns of 2000 inhabitants and loads sometimes wherethere ar only 200 inhabitants. When I gel to a town 1 huy enongh paint to do the woik I have have laidout, putitall upin that town, and go on. We never carry our paints. Iknowall the dealers in all the towns of any size, and can buy tny stock right down. Do I go on the country roadsï Never. What's the use of putting up a sign on a road traveled by seventyliveor a hundred farmeis V We put our signs up along the railroads, where over; of ten stop at smaller ones, if well located, taking in juuctions of thousands can see them, and do see them daily. My last season route luis the iiimes of 254 towns, and I stopped at i good many not on the list, werking around north and west in the summer. 1 niake my plans to strike che south by winter, and work north again by spring. I have painted over the whole state of Texas íive times, and expect to be there again. The business ain't what it used to be. I have got as high as fifty dollars a week and expenses. That was at contract work, vhen we got four and flve cents for tlie square foot. Now we only get two cents; but I can make good wages ut that, for I'm a fast worker. I can paintasign twelve feet long, letters one foot tall, in white and black ground, in eight minutes." Another renowned knight of the paint pot is I. M. Pluni, now traveling tor a soap man ïfacturer. He startetl as a house painler. Times were hard, and he took to the road with his brush, thirteen years ago, and for eight years lias been decorating the country with ihe advertisements ot' that flim. "1 put up a rigu seventy-five feet long on lona Island, in the Hudson," he said, "and a literary man who took a trip to the island saw the sign, thought the name of the soap was the name of the island, and wrote three-quarters of a column to a Philadelphia newspaper about the beautiful island of . Some time ago a news tation was made on the Pennsylvania railroad and a shed was put up for a depot. By the time the shed was done I liad the name of the soap in big letters on it, and railroad men began to cali the place by that name. For over a year when the trains stopped there the conductora would cali om-, 'All off for .' Finally the station was namea, and Ihey stopped advertising us. Near Pittsburg 1 put a sign that could be been three miles The soldiers' monument there is on top of a mountain. When they were putting it up thej liad a big ience around it. I put the sign on the fence. I eould just reach half the lengen of the letters. The period was as big as a bushei basket. As long as the rence was up you could read that sign for three miles. Did I ever have any tronóle? No. I have had people threaten uie; butthey never have done aiiytliing. You see, prosecuting us for damaging scenery is nobody's particular business, or rather is ever) body's business, which is the same ihing. Often, when 1 have been pauiiing, 1 have had people try to stop me, but I generally got the best of them. In VVilliamsburg, oue day, I was putting a neat sign on a inan's boaid l'ence. I heard sonie one holler 'Hey!' I never look around when.a man bollera 'Hey I' I daubed away and he kept calling 'lleyl' Finally lie caiue up. 'Üidn't you hear me calling to you?' 'VVere you calling to mei'' I asked, painting away. 'Yes, 1 was,' he said, 'and 1 want you to stop that painting. Tilia is tuy tence, and 1 don't pivpose to Jiave it daubed np.' 'Now that's too bad,' I said; 'l'd like to Qnish tbissign It wont look well half done, will it? Suppose you let me finish it.' The man finally gave in. 'You don't want any bilis stuck on here, do you?' 1 asked. 'No, sir; not mucli,' said he. 'Well, then, suppose I put up "post no bilis'; on here too,' said 1. 'All right,' he said. 'Teil you what,' said I, '111 put "post no bilis" on. the other side, too, il you'll let me paint a sigu there,' md he agreed to that too.

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