New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-12-04
UiLLIAM HUNT.
From Mrs. Relds's Diarz.

A visit from William HINT. One of the most
dramatic creatures who ever lived. Tie told story
OF student from tho south who came to Harvard
University with coloIed servant. Returning 10
hiS rooms night Tor day, at o'clock IN the
morning he found a company OF negroes leaning
back in his chars smoking his cigars and drink
ing ms sherry. Nth grace Hunt could not sulh-
GENTLY admire the young man walked through
the rooms if he did not see its occupants, whereat
they all crumbled away, nobody knew where, only
his own man remained, VINO as quick as thought,
gathered the bottles under bus coat, and when his
master dh look round was furousy busting tue
room with a feather buster. Hunts mimicry OF the
whole scene was inmltable.
Ills delight. too, over the Cameron photographs!
$50 way" he said, getting into corner with ono
of them, If il were piece OF cake, and lac four
years old don,t want anybody to See It tlll I've
ton. No, no." he said, " he may have that (pOnt-
ing to T., and I'll keep this" It absurdly
like child. and yet done with sucu real feeling
lie love, to tell stories of animals especially one
of going to place in Paris, where the man had
oay monkey and an elephant to exhibit. lio
was determined, therefore, to make the most of the
show lie arrayed the elephant who Just fitted IN
to the apartment with no room at all left over
with n napkin about him, rs If he were dining; and
the monkey, dressed as garcOn de cafe came dane
ing IN with the plates one after another lie would
enter with long strides tlingIng down the tin plato
before the elephant With perfect nOnchaiance, 50
long "a it contained salads and the like; but when
it came 10 the nuts and raisns his dance was alto
gctler vertical, he being occupied with gobGiing mp
the contents on the way. Finally, on arriving at
the elephant, he woulu fling the empty plate before
him with a grand air. In Hunts hands this be-
came little drama, which he played all the parts
with infinite amusement.
lie caught himself as he said, the other night,
daring To look at a little charcoal drawing of hrs
own hanging on the wall behind him IN our room.
" That heather" he said, with the starry blooms!
the paper is left there is no white iaii on there
could be any white put to shine Ike that
| wonder who the tellar was who did II IL was
done W It'll great piece OF charcoal which just left
the spots clear. Ha! I'd like to see the man who
could do that againl l cOudn't! BY George!
tell you what look at that little bit drawing MS
finger round and round the heather-topl, the felln
must have known he had done good thing by tho
time that was finished" 49,.
Last night Hunt came He played he was
manikin-hgure of Napoleon at st. Helena, also
Mrs Smith nothing conld be more laiighable lie
sang too, with much feeling always protesting hs
lad forgotten both words aud Time >,
Tried to read aloud, which he said he never coulo
do lie so bewtched the meaning that We were
over yhemed with laughter.
Putting down the book Hunt launched into sea
of talk upon his own life a painter; of his lonely
position here without anyone to look mp TO IN MS
art; his idea being misunderstood; of his deter
mination not to paint cloth aud cheeks but tno
glory Of age and the light of truth. de became
almost too excited to find words; but when he da
grasp a phrase It was with power thss cent us
meaning barbed with feeling, home. II the oooss
you wrote were left dusty and untouched upon Lns
shelves don't you think you'd try 20 write so tn''
people should want thamf msurs You wouiu'