ON the next day, I was introduced to the Jew's workshop, and to the eminent gentlemen occupying it.

My model Rembrandt was put before me; the simple elementary rules were explained; and my materials were all placed under my hands.
Regard for the lovers of the Old Masters, and for the moral well-being of society, forbids me to be particular about the nature of my labors, or to go into dangerous detail on the subject of my first failures and my subsequent success.

I may, however, harmlessly admit that my Rembrandt was to be of the small or cabinet size, and that, as there was a run on Burgomasters just then, my subject was naturally to be of the Burgomaster sort.

Three parts of my picture consisted entirely of different shades of dirty brown and black; the fourth being composed of a ray of yellow light falling upon the wrinkled face of a treacle-colored old man.

A dim glimpse of a hand, and a faint suggestion of something like a brass washhand basin, completed the job, which gave great satisfaction to Mr.Pickup, and which was described in the catalogue as-- "A Burgomaster at Breakfast.