DISCOURSE CLOZE
The following is taken from the textbook. Read the passage and fill in the numbered spaces (there are more suggested answers than necessary)

     My father, Winston Churchill, began his love affair with painting in his 40s, amid disastrous circumstances. As First Lord of the Admiralty in 1915，he was deeply in the Dardanelles that could have shortened the course of a bloody world war. But when the mission failed, , Churchill paid the price, both publicly and privately. He was removed from the Admiralty and effectively sidelined.
      —“ I thought he would die of grief, ” said his wife，Clementine—he retired with his family to Hoe Farm, a country retreat in Surrey. There, as Churchill later recalled, "The muse of painting came to my rescue! ” 

     ，he chanced upon his sister-in-law sketching with watercolors. He watched her for a few minutes, then borrowed her brush and tried his hand. The muse had cast her spell! 

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     In painting, Churchill had discovered a companion with whom he wasthat remained to him. After the war, painting would offer deep solace when，in 1921，the death of the mother was followed two months later by the loss of his and Clementine's beloved three-year-old daughter, Marigold. Battered by grief, Winston took refuge at the home of friends in Scotland, . He wrote to Clementine,"I went out and painted a beautiful river in the afternoon light with crimson and golden hills in the background. Alas I keep feeling the hurt of the Duckadilly (Marigold’s pet name ). ’’ 

     Historians have called the decade after 1929, and Winston was out of office, his wilderness years. Politically he may have been wandering in barren places, a lonely fighter trying to , but artistically that wilderness bore abundant fruit. During these years he often painted in the South of France. Of the 500-odd canvases extant, roughly 250 date from 1930 to 1939.
     to the end of his life. “ Happy are the painters, ” he had written in his book Painting as a Pastime, "for they shall not be lonely. Light and color, peace and hope, willto the end of the day. "And so it was for my father.

(From Winston Churchill：His Other Life)