New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1898-09-25


49, by the Author and Portrait. Biograph-
w. Edition Volume v Octave, PIP az Harper
4 Brothers.
Coz, har blackberry With Illustrations by
,Ss author and a Portrait The Biographical
tst,t;on Volume VI Octave PIP IS harper *
Brothers
The introductions furnished by IhacKeras
..,sbter TO these two volumes are full OF
commissioners and quotations calculated 10 IN
.rease his readers firm affection for this most
rvable man. Pleasure in the feast wouid DC
rr.uoyed were it not for an uneasy feeling that
thoueh this is all very interesting and charm
40 The novelist himself wouldn't have liked to
.e il In print But IT is his own child VINO
--,tes-the Nanny" Of his young fatherhood-
and we mus. take ii for granted that she KNOWS
Aest how far his prohibition in the matter OF d
NograpHy could be Justly disregarded
II WAS while he was in the saddest straits OF
s,s wife's incurable illness that Thackeray DC
on the Paris Sketch Book" the book that no
vterc shows the touch of care and grlei' 50
fresh is it, so spontaneous and vital Doc'ors
and travel foreign baths and home treatment
Al failed with the invalid, and the young man
worked with all his strength TO earn the none!
10 nay for these useless efforts. NOW ana 'heii
no those who knew him best-friends IKE MIS-
Procter-he wrote from Paris note whose SAD
ness was rarely without its strain OF irony anu
hunor Our Mines, who Is gong away TO-
morrow" he writes to that kind woman. WILL
ho,e bear this with him; il Is only TO thank you
for writing so kindly to me, who have mao 81
many troubles of late as to be very glad OF ana
nigh for sympathy and consolation.
found my letter when half done did not contain
4 word Of sympathy for you. and only long
klish account of my own particular SORROWS
and so tore il up" And he goes on to speak OF
his little book, THE Second Funeral OF Ma
poieon": Il have seen many reviews OF II, al
important work that was compiled in four days
the ballad being added to il as an afterthough'
II s the deuce. that poetry-or rhymes-ah'
never was an unfortunate fellow so plagued
For a whole week you would have fancled HE
real poet, having all the exterior marks OF one
with a weeks beard great odor oil TOBACCO
scowling ferocious thoughtful appearance
used TO sit all day meditating. nali-DltlhE' an'
VIGOROUSLY producing about twenty lines II
twelve hours. Are all poets in tins way nov
wise Proctor was to leave poetry for the ga'
science Of law. in which fellow has but 10 ~
back In a Windsor chair and read lhteres"hA
cases and settlements with five guneas VIII
ten on the ttle-page hope Titmarsh Will pro
duce as muchw Writing TO the same goo'
friend on another occasion, he has pleasdh
thing to say Of certain real poet AIIrc
Tennyson. If he can't make you Ike nm WI
make you admire hin-he seems to me 10 hdN'
the 'cachet' Of a great man: his conversation j
often delightful, think, fun Of breadth. mann
ness and humor; he reads all sorts OF Things
gwallows them and digests them. Ike sfea
poetical boa-constrctor. as he IS. Now nope
Mrs Proctor, you will recollect that II you
humble servant sneers al small geniuses he mas
Oh the contrary, huge respect TOT DIX ohe1
Perhaps il is Alfred Tennyson's great Dig !e'
low face and growing voice that have maze al
impression on me; manliness ana simplicity
manner go a great way with me, fancy.
The Journey which resulted In the IRIS
Sketch Book" had plenty OF fun ana suhshIh
IN IT, but the burden was still heavy upon MN
Have you remarked how stupid my ieuef
re?" he writes 10 his mother. solitude create
4 muzziness and incoherency in me and MUS
get back TO the little ones, that is clear al
never thinking of what ! am writing abou'
Oh, | am glad the end or my Trip IL
hand ] have been heart-weary for month
past that's the truth. i intended to nave az
dressed the remainder of this. first, for the 100
of the thing from the Giants Causeway' ou
The place was so awful and lonely fed from
after a couple Of hours visit. 10 seasickness j
an Internal boat trembling and SPRAYING anon
rocks afterward. and d lonely dinner at hote
4 huge place with not a soul In 1t, the las
company being corpse which had just gone
think the ghost was there still, and got on
Of the place in panic. Meah"hH'
Dream OF you and the little ones every nlgh
which TO be gure. is not much comfort.
IN the wear that elapsed between the puhllca