Henry Reuterdahl, whose paint brush earned him the rank of Lieutenant Commander, U. S. N., died last week in Washington. Most of his paintings are unsalable because they are plastered to public buildings or warships, but even were they salable there would be no fluttering of art dealers excited by unspeakable profits. For Reuterdahl was not an artist; he was a craftsman; his craft, the faultless delineation of a ship. Not for him was the cloudy, light-streaked glory of Turner's seas; not for him the salty terror of Winslow Homer's rockbound coast;...
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