National Republican., 1885-11-28
PAUL HAMILTON nAYNE.
A Visit TO tho Georgia Poet at His
Mountain Home.


AUGUSTA, GA, Nov. 26-Dashing through
cuts, through the sandhills, up grade, down
grade, round curves on the Georgia railway
from Atlanta TO Augusta, you alight at the
sixteen-mile post from Augusta. Speaking
Of alighting, VIC heard a poet OF color say
at Grovetown, as the fast mail from Au-
gusta swung around the curve, "Dar's dc
hors dat goes ebery time you pull dc line
on him." You follow back the railway
toward Atlanta q half mile from the six
teen-mile post, and a mile and a half from
Grovetown, then turn TO your right, a bow
shot from the railroad, on the highest sand
hill, among the clusters of scrub oak,
restles the cottage Of the poet, Paul Ham
ilton Hayne. We thought Of Carlyle at
Craigenputtrick as we climbed the hill. A
down the hill to welcome YOU.
We were met at the door by Mrs. iIayne,
a little irrepressible woman with energy OF
soul, In many ways reminding us Of Mrs.
Horace Mann, Of Cambridge, Mass; she
calls to Mr.. Hayne. His presence imme-
diately reveals the born gentleman, in
whom the soul is regnant. He is not a
large man; his dark eyes CLEAN, and yet
glance softly. His head has the poise Of
head with brains in IL; iron gray mustache;
straight, iron gray hair, worn little long
and behind the ears Man and poet one
feels as he stands in his business suit OF
black. We soon see that philosophy has
taught him what II taught that prince Of
-Montaigne-"to talk to all per-
sons without fear or reserve" The only re-
serve that great man knows is reserve
Of soul. The soul is reservoir, 1t flows
wherever there are pipes to conduct It,.
Our talk, light-winged as the swallow,
skins the heaven Of thought and then
glances back to the world Of affairs.
Mr.. Hayne has decided opinions on all
contemporary men Of letters. placing Thos.
Carlyle among the highest Of all time. 1t
is n real pleasure to be with an American
once more who loves Carlyle without stint,
now that England is not cosmopolitan
enough in her culture to forgive him for
shooting Niagara, and thereafter" Mr..
| Hayne appeals to and addresses his wife In
n way that shows that they are companions
and helpmeets. Mrs. Hayne is Of Scotch
and French stock Michel was her maiden
| name. We wonder II any Froude will be
| found to commiserate Mrs. Hayne ON her
| exile TO the Georgia hills.
There is no cottage or home in all the
land, we venture the assertion, that
| breathes an atmosphere Of broader culture.
The true artist has only gone to the
haunts Of men for material to natures soli-
tude for work. Mr.. Haync does good work
in his solitude. 1t is perhaps more aflirma.
| llNG luun ~ NOulu uuNC Dccu III lut Guy,
| Carlyle's work was more denunciatory by his
being In London. Lofty lies were contin.
ually looming up before him that had to be
branded as lies.
We are not drawing any parallel between
Hayne and Carlyle. His life here suggests
Craigenputtrick. The country people are
proud OF Mr.. Hayne, but II is not an appre
One Georgian said to me: "Paul Hayne is {
powerful sight bigger man away Off thar
he is at home.m Paul Hamilton Hayne is
nephew of Robert Young Hayne. Mrs
Hayne showed us an electrotype Of bust o.
Robert Young Hayne. He has a head like
some old Greek demi.god. The poet has
inherited the breath and boldness Of brow
Of the statesman. AS one looks ut the mas
slve head, well set on the deep chest, We
can easily guess that was no sham fight be
tween Hayne and Webster. "There wert
| giants in those days.