Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1876-11-30
(Frcm The Eren,ng Bulletin. }
GUSTAVE DORE.

Cus'ave Dore Is the subject of the
eleventh OF series OF papers entitled
"Celebrities at Home" now publishing
by the UorId. The writer oi each pa
per Is personal iIIend OF the subject
IN The present instance he announc e.
himself as one OF twenty-five wears
standing. So tender, 50 loving, 50 ad-
fniring is the pen that has given US thi,
more than mere sketch OF the great
painter, one is almost tempted to be-
Ieve II woman $, but men in their
friendships are, we know, also tender,
loving and admiring. We are not sur
prised to hear that Dorc has a keen
sense OF humor; his wierd conce ptions
IN the horrible show how he reveis in
the grotesque, and humor is essentially
grotesque in its nature. He understands
Dickens as well "a Dante, and thorough
born and bred Frenchman though he
be. he has revelcd Tor wears in Shak,-
peare. Very early 10 lite he was at
tracted by the wild Imaginative genius
OF Rabelais. That was the nursing
mother oi his own. Thence to the
Conies Doiatigues, and Don Qmrofe
was an easy transition, but though he
loves fairy-land, his spirit is most at
home in the wonderland of the wierd
His stern genius blends with the grand.
the heroic ofthe Bible-these IN nature
and human action are realms in which
he lives. Tenny>on is beyond and be-
meath him-sweetness and prettineS,
find no expression in his brush. He
h,rs-and ayows his delight in it-,h,
lie of an Arab. With all forms OF lux
ury at his command he chooses simple
fare.
His home is IN his mothers house,
IN the Rue Ste. Dominique st. Ger
maIn. IN the centre of the haunts of the
old ari~'ocracy. You pass up broad
staircase to aspaciou> apartment. which.
though prominently French in its trap
pings, has We, all the air OF that quiet
and comfort 30 peculiar TO an English
home. The collection of year in nick
nacks and art-trea>urcs crowds the room.
Folios, books, and albums. musical in
s'ruments, proofs end finished plates,
costly presents, tributes from far and
near, all speak ofculture, Affections and
wealth. In corner the lady OF the
house. the artists mother, sits in her
armchair, a pug superbly cushioned
beside her. Dore Is not like his com pa
triots, ceremoniouslv courteous: brush
ing aside conveniionali,v he enters at
once on the subject on which his vehc-
ment. unresting mind is bent. Grave
or gay. moody or tiighty, YOU have il
all. But it is in his work place he un-
bosoms himself. Agrievance or wrong.
he Is out with II at once. But the storm
IS short. l, Is generally dispersed by
an allu>lon 10 picture IN progress, or
some sketch among the oHa-podridd OF
long table in his working-room.
Dorc makes no mystery of his art
He discusses his plans with any friend
for whose opinion he has respect. lie
Is thankful for suggestion; If it touch
es him, his fine, penetrating ewes are
rnsed from his drawing and fixed in
tentiy upon you. Hts eerncstne>s new
er knows abatement. When he al
rives, on his annual trip TO London. at
the Westminster or Bath Hotel, his
faithful old servant, Jean, spreads out
his drawing and painting materials as
soon as the luggage is unbuckled: end
Dore's grea, London trouble is that he
cannot get the early cafe-au-laif he has
at home, as he sets TO work at six in the
morning. People wise in their own
conceits talk abou.the extraordinary rate
at which he can produce picture and
,llustration, the fac, being tha, the sus-
tanned power with which he can labor
= beyond that OF any artist of the age"
The Neophyie" is the first great etch-
ing Dore executed and two out of three
copper-plates he rejected when nearly
finished. II have the patience of the
OK" he said. Often in the small hours
of the London summer morning he will
let himselfinto his gallery in Bond street
and work away at q picture when moth
ing OF life, save dissipated cats and TO-
quaeious sparTows, is stirring. But his
afe!ier u unquestionably the finest in
Paris II Is realization OF a dream Of
ms boyhood. when the hard, class
ical masters Of the Rue Bonaparte
turned a cold shoulder on him, and even
his way to the walls of the Saioa was
not clear, he resolved, Us he painted
patiently in the modest studio which he
built cut from his home-and which is
now the great scion de reception. where
he gives his pleasant Sunday evenings
and bis musical so;rees-that he would
erect his own exhibition.room, and
stand alone in the midst Of his erea-