The Worthington advance., 1879-04-10


Without shade Of doubt or fear into the Fu-
lures face!
Sing, sins in happy chorus, with joyful voices
That death is life, and God is good, and all
things shall be we'll;
That bitter days shall cease
In warmth and light and pcacc,--
That Winter.yelds to Spring
Slug, little children, sing!
Celia Thaxter; st Nicholas fdT April.
BAYARD TAYLOR ABROAD. i
His Friendsh,p---Carlyle, Muller,
Thackeray.
Moncure D. Conway to Harpers Weekly.
The death Of Bayard Taylor has caused
4 profound and pained sensation in Eng.
land. He enjoyed very high reputa-
rion here, and had many personal friends
in London. His appointment as minister
to Berlin had reflected honor on the ad
ministration of President Hayes, and
when he paused in London for day or
two on the way to Berlin ,here were
strong efforts to detain him, and he was
compelled to refuse many offers of hospi-
tality. had the pleasure of being pres
ent at an interview which then occurred
between Bayard Taylor and Carlyle.
The veteran author of Chelsea was al
most tender toward the minister whom
he found chcrishing the purpose of writ
ing a. biography of Goethe--a work
which Carlyle believed to be much need
ed. He discussed at length all the knot
ty points of Goethes career, and gave
Taylor many hints of value. In this he
was only doing what the Gothcans of
Germanys had already done, and lave been
doing since; for 1t had been generally
conceded that Bayard Taylor was the tit-
test man living to tell the true story of
Goethe's life, and facts never published
were pouring in on him when his life
was cut short. There is a keen desire
here to know in what state his important
materials have been left, and much sor-
row is felt that he could not live to CON-
plete it. The life of Co. the by the late
G.. II. Lewes has never been re garded as
satisfactory by those who have studied
the subject most thoroughly. But the
deaths of both Lewes and Taylcr, such
admirable Interpreters Of the best German
thought and literature, are indeed heavy
calamities to occur at one time.
shall never forget the solemnity with
which Carlyle bade adieu to Bayard Tay-
lor. With an evident feeling that his
own life would soon terminate, he re-
peated Goethe's ode:
"The future hides in its gladness and sorrow:
We press still thofow,
Naug ght that abides in it daunting US,
OnWardr
His voice trembled a little when he came
to the lines
'Stars silent rest oeru us,
Graves under US silent"
Then Bayard Taylor took up the strain,
and in warm, earnest tones repeated the
remaining verses in his perfect German
Carlyle seem.d deeply moved. As we
lett he took Taylor's hand and said, Il
hope yoa will do your best at Berlin 10
save us from further war in Europe
ut was rust then that the danger Of war
between England and Russia seemed i'm.
minent)
When Carlyle was first introduced to
Bayard Taylor it was with the announce
ment that he (Taylor was writing life
Of Goethe. The old mans experience Of
literary ambitions among men of a
younger generation thaR his own made
him little retractile at first, and he
said: "But arc there not already lives
OF Goethe2 There is Blanke's life OF
Goethe; what fault have you to find with
that2" Bay ard smiled at the Transparent,
trap, and began showing the errors o1
the biography mentioned with such
knowledge and cogencv that Carly IL
broke ont into his ringing laugh, ano
said, II couldn't read it through" mean
ing the work concerning which he haG
just challenged Taylor His cordiality
from that moment showed MS full recog
nition Of the man before him.
When Bayard Taylor was last here
had the pleasure Of bringing him into &C
quaintance with Max Muller, who wa.
ust then delivering his HILBERT lecture!
at westminster Abbey. They first me-
at dinner, and struck up friendship al
most huugrily. They talked away brisk
~ while others listened, now rolling ou
German and now English, equally fuen
in the two languages, ana when they
parted 1t was with a promise exacted by
the professor that Bayard should visi
him at Oxford. Bayard said aiterware
that after meeting Max Muller he under
stood the secret Of the value be had de
rived from the professors works in hi
own poetic studies: 1T is the humanity
underlying his scholarship" The pro
posed visit to Oxford could not take plac,
at that time. Instead of it Baya-d wfo(,
cordial letter to Max Muller, which tn,
latter has just shown me, in which b,
assured him in it that in the coming
season he would certainly visit Londo1
and attend the commemoration at Oxford
Alas that such fair prospect should bt
forever faded! have to-day letter from
Max Muller in which he speaks of thu
pleasure with which he had sent Taylor
his new volume, as tone of those few fol
wtom they (the lectures) were more e.
peciaily written, and whose approval
would have been real reward" HI
speaks with warm appreciation of ou,
"great countryman," and with profound
sorrow concerning his death.
That death, indeed, must seem terrible
to those who remember the happinee
which Immediately preceded it. The
appointment to Berlin seemed the culmi.
nation of as brave and busy life as has
been lived in our time. Bavara Taylor
was once walking along street in Lon
don with Thackeray, his warm friend,
and they stepped into the atelier of Baron
Marochetti to see little group Of sculp.
fure which tie artist had desired Thacke.
ray to inspect. It was hero Staying a
dragon. As they left the room, Thacke.
ray said to Bayard; "Every man has his
dragon. I have mine. What is yours7
Taylor replied instantly, II have two
Luxury and 1ndolence." Thackeray re-
marked, Nov that's curious, for those
arc just the same as mine." The world
may we'll wish there were more dragons
If it could be sure they would be as brave.