"Self-Portrait," 1907 by J.S. Sargent |
Since his seizure at Florence Sargent's father had been an invalid, his contacts with the world broken, his memory affected, and his capacity for movement gravely impaired. Sargent watched over him with a 'lovely happiness of temper' and constant solicitude. The last months of the father's life were eased by the ministering care of the son.
Yet Sargent did not, as a rule, suffer invalids gladly. By nature robust, he was so seldom ill himself that he was inclined to think others were apt to surrender too easily. When, in later years, he was subject himself to inroads of influenza he was singularly obstinate in working up to the last possible moment, then only to pursue unaided methods of salvation in the austere surroundings of his Tite Street bedroom.
But those whose memories of him go back to 1889 recall vividly the rare quality of the tenderness with which he soothed the last months of his father's life. Before his father's death he had taken the vicarage at Fladbury, and there the succeeding summer was spent by the family."
To be continued
(Excerpts from "John Sargent" by Evan Charteris.)
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