The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-06-20
MIR. JULIAN HAWTHORNE
Talks Of authors and Artists, and OF His
Fathers Unpublished Papers.


''Yes, ! have met with many famous men and
women while abroad" ssid Mr. Julian Haw-
thorne, the novelist, to reporter, as the two
shared sofa in Willard's Hotel parlor. you
might run the whole list through, aud find few
whom have not associated with in greater or
younger generation. Carlyle | never saw he
was very DID, and living at Chelsea lie or
strict seclusion. 7 did not care to disturb the
old gentleman by going to. stare at nm
simply because he was famous. saw
George Eliot quite Eumber OF times.
but it was not possible to get upon very
satisfactory terms with her. There were few
who enjoyed her intimate friendship but the
vast number even the most Fortunate could get
no nearer than her receptions brought them, and
then they were fain to be content with sitting
silently while their hostess from the unapproach-
able throne Of her greatness delivered brilliant
monologues in the manner of Coleridge and Car
lyle. With Browning was upon, terms OF a
most delightful nature That wonderful poet Is
also an accomplished man Of the world. Where
ever there is gathering Of brilliant society you
are sure to find Browning. But in his appear
you would never discover either
the poet or the social genius. You would
see fine, large man, whose appearance
would strongly. impress you. But no
other suggestion about him would prevent you
from concluding that he was prosperous bust
ness man. When he shows himself to the world
the poetry Of his nature lies latent, reserved for
the hours of solitary work or the retired compan-
ionship of some congenial spirit In the drawing
room of fashionable London no conversation
can elicit a fash Of it. Tennyson, on the con-
trary never casts aside the robe and chaplet OF
the poet. Wherever and whenever he appears
the image and superscription Of the bard is writ
ten upon him. He dwells upon the peak of Par
nassus and never descends knew Ruskin well
the great fiery hearted man. Anthony Irol-
lope. too, was one of the mon of letters whom
knew best. Beneath rough exterior he hid
tender heart I was admitted to a most intimate
acquaintace with the novelist Blackmore.
Although university man, he Guilt
Yates garden whose produce he
sells to the London market. He
has composed his voluminous novels with won
derful rapidity He writes but three hours
week and propuces nearly two three volume nov
els year. for each of which he receives the very
comfortable sum of E3, 900. Among the younger
literary men none Is more remarkable than
Edmund Gosse. When the comparative disad-
vantages of his early life are considered, in con-
nection with the amount of rare work be has al
ready accomplished at thirty five years of age,
he must surely be pronounced genius. An
drew Lang is another rising man whose talent,
however runs more to scholarship than itera-
ture."
GLOW is our great internationalst received
abroad9"
Henry James, you mean9 He is quite lion.
AL! the great people gladly throw their doors
open to him, but Of late he has not seen SO much
of society. His health is delicate, and he has to
exercise great care. What do | think Of his
genius9 That he has made it extremely difficult
for anyone who shall hereafter essay the same
kind of Ation to obtain audience. His ex-
quisite work has educated the public to a fastid
iousness which disdains what would previously
have been accepted and read with avidity."
''Will not Cambridge rejoice to receive Mr.
Lowell again.
eyes undoubtedly. And in England he will
be sadly missed for he was extremely popular
there. But he was feared as well as loved-I
mean he was intensely patriotic, and never lost
an opportunity of making it known to has British
cousins l do not think he ever for moment
contemplated remaining in England as the in
cumbent of a professional chair In one OF the
universities, or otherwise"
Did you see much of artistss'
''My associations were chiefly with them, for
once thought would be an artist myself. My
father always told me never to be writer. l
knew Millais, who stands at the head Of contem-
porary English art; Sir Frederick Leighton, the
president of the Royal Academy; Alma Tadeina,
tho great Dutchman. English by marriage and
adoption, and Watt, who in the highest and rar-
est qualities of imagination has never been ex-
celled by art That was creditable exhibition
of Wattss paintings in New York some months
ago. but his masterpiece-his Daphne-was alb
sent Its owner would not consent to intrust
the priceless canvas to the peris of the ocean"
Did you meet Hugo or Turgenieff while on
the continents'
mo; Victor Hugo was like Carlyle aged and
inaccessible. had made once an engagement
to spend an evening with Turgenief, but. un-
fortunately, something occurred to defeat ito
my lasting regret. for | never had another oppor-
tunity to meet him. To me, Turgenief is the
prince of novelists. read him oftener than any
other-always with exquisite and Unsuitable de-
light He and Hugo were unapproachable, the
one the genius of literary form, the other OF
literary color"
h.o thara orx, ,naunccr;nte IF vour father's
which have not beer published9"
eyes there remains one Itseems that in the
later years of my fathers life he brooded deeply
on the subject of Immortality The posthum-
ously published Deliver Romance was his first
attempt to embody his thoughts upon that theme.
The studies for DR. Grimshawe's Secret which
I recently edited, show his mind still graphing
with it in another phase. The unpublished
manuscript is still third endeavor to complete
the expression of his mind upon the great topic"
''Wil it be published"
Mr.. Hawthorne shook his head and smiled 81
doubted" said he, 1.-THE propriety of publishing
Dr. Grimshawe, and l. at least shall not under
take to give 10 the world another Of my fathers
uncOmpeted works"
care you thought to look like your father"
''We are said to resemble each other in the
general conformation of heads and faces,
and he was exactly my height-fve feet, ten and
three quarter inches. His eyes were bluer,
however, having less of gray in them than
had the dark violet hue. but later they be-
came light blue. He was, perhaps. not so
muscular about the shoulders as / am; but
his back was perfectly fat and he was very
erect Toward the last he acquired something
Of stoor. He began to fail then under some
mysterious inward consumption. He suffered
no pain, but gradually wasted away, and so
faded out of life. Down to the period when this
malady became apparent he was very active.
His hair was very black, and rested in long
wavy masses upon his shoulders l keep mine
clipped. do not wish my appearance to suggest
my father too strongly"
''Where will you now make your home?
Il do lot expect to remain permanently at
any one place. l am now living at Sag Harbor,
on Long Island, about twenty miles south Of
Montauk Point have several children and on
their account choose my place of residence
chiefly with reference to its healthfulness.r
Reaching the North Pole.
Elk State Geologist Cox. of Indiana.