The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1868-08-07
VICTOR HUGO AT HOME.
A VISIT to HautevilIe House, Jersey.

new literary journal, called The Gdu, re-
Gently started in Paris by M. Henri de Pene,
contains in one of its numbers a pleasant
account of visit made by brother writer and
himself 10 the distinguished "exile" Victor
Hugo, at his home in the island of Jersey, from
which we translate the tollowing;-
We arrived at Guernsey about o'clock in the
morning, and were soon alter shown, on the
heights that overlook the town, white cottage
which we were told was the house of Master
1ugo." Arrived at the door of the poet, two
servants were consecutively astonished at our
imprudence in calling upon III. Hugo at such an
early hour.
"MonsleuIIis at work; Monsieur Is never visible
before noon."
A beautiful greyhound who stepped to the
door seemed to partake in the polite indignation
of the other domestics, though he eventually
deigned to make friends with u. Perhaps he
would not have been SO friendly had he known
that we were copying the following inscription
on his colar:-
III pray you take me home good man. further you
am ~ Iaa race dos senate's my name; my masters
Well, after much argument on the porch, we
were at length permitted to penetrate as far as
the dining room, and invited to take seat
while the younger CT the two servants took our
HIS DININa-RooM.
This dining-room of Hauteville House held a
good hours worth of sightseeing. All Dutch
China seemed 10 be represented therein. 1t was
a perfect mosaic OF pottery. painting and wood
carving. There we're three great phllosophic
pictures, representing respectively 1.-The Dearh
of the SOLDIER THE Death of the Poet" and
'The Death of the Priest" divided into three
vast panels of massive oak.
The ceiling was covered by splendid Gobelin
tapestry. monumental mantel built of alter
nate blue and purple bricks was crowned by a
wooden statue of Our Lady of Succor. Every.
where on the walls there were printed notices
in Latin and French the word 'Godp opposite
the word Man." and the word Country" alter.
mating with religious aud hygienic maxims.
attan n.
"E1iium Ui.d est" ''Some OF Monsieurs
fancies," exclaimed the old housekeeper. We
turned toward the garden, into which the room
opened thr ough TWO long windows. 'lt is very
narrow" cried the old servant.
MS WELCOME.
While st1olling up and down its straight walks,
the following note was handed us:-
My dear brother chips, am in my bath. 1t
Will give, me the greatest pleasure to shake
with me at noon. l depend on you. We must
have lots of things to talk over. You are very
good to come and see me at my work. Till
noon a sR me {R yR9 sdss % Of R two servants an
bounced to us
''The master is coming down."
had not seen Victor Hugo for many years.
My cOmrade, Edmund Texier, had seen him
| more recently at the Brussels banquet apropos
| Lies Miserabes."
HE APP EARAECE.
The late portraits of the poet, however, had
| warned me OF the changes that the years had
| produced i'll the external man. Victor Hugo
| looks more manly and noble with his white
heard and hair than he did twenty years ago
| No other man has such a sympathetic hand
shake. His eye is full OF ire, while his manner
and language are singularly simple and amiable
an exquisite familiarity tempered by patri
archial dignity OF delneanor.s
HIS HOSPITALITY.
AT table Victor Hugo is almost another Vic
| tor Hugo. Dong the honors OF his boarC
easily, sharing Loyalty in the good cheer, he
shows you a Victor Hugo good fellow, gooc
comrade, joyial host, even descending to the
postprsndial pun and the local beer: At the
House with a sister of Madame Hugo. His son
Charles is still in Paris, and his son Francis a.
Brussels, where he soou expects to go himself
and bring his whole family around him. Every
day NJ. de Kessler, the most faithful companion
Of his exile, breakfasts and dimes with Victor
Hugo.
MS POLITICS.
We spoke ofour hope OF seeing his pieces soo1
readmltted TO the stage, and this led to talk
on poetry, during which Victor Hugo enthu
siastically expressed his worship OF Shakespeare,
Eschy lus, and Homer, whom he ranked chief o.
all. He made this confession which, coming
from self-called disciple OF Shakspeare, II
worth reCording-"When | wrote the preface tC
Cromwell" said be, II admired Shakespeare
with certain reservations; to-day admire him
without reasoning"
In bidding adieu to the great master, who
accompanied us even to the boat, be said
"GlVe US republlc!" THESE were his las
words.
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