France -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
Edmond de Goncourt, however, after several years of silence, returned
alone to the composition of prose romance. He published in 1877 "La
Fille Elisa," an ultra-realistic tragedy of low life. In 1878, in the
very curious story of two mountebanks, "Les Freres Zemganno," he
betrayed the secret of his own perennial sorrow. Two more novels, "La
Faustin," 1882, and "Cherie," the pathetic portrait of a spoiled child,
close the series of his works in fiction. He returned to a close
examination of the history of art, and published_ catalogues raisonnes
_of the entire work of Watteau (1875) and of Prud'hon (1876). His latest
interests were centred around the classical Japanese designers, and he
published elaborate monographs on Outamaro (1891) and Hokousai (1896).
In 1885 he collected the Letters of his brother Jules, and issued from
1887 to 1896, in nine volumes, as much as has hitherto been published of
the celebrated "Journal des Goncourts."
Edmond de Goncourt died while on a visit to Alphonse Daudet, at
Champrosay, the country-house of the latter, on the 16th of July, 1896.
He left his considerable fortune, which included valuable collections of
bibelots, mainly for the purpose of endowing an Academy of Prose
Literature, in opposition to the French Academy. In spite of extreme
hostility from the members of his family, and innumerable legal
difficulties, this "Academie des Goncourts" was formed, on what seems to
be a secure basis, in 1901, and M. Joris Karl Huysmans was elected its
first president._
E. G.
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Edmond and Jules de Goncourt v-xxix
_James Fitzmaurice-Kelly_
Lives of Edmond and Jules de Goncourt xxxi-xxxiii
_Edmund Gosse_
Renee Mauperin 1-349
The Portraits of Edmond and Jules de
Goncourt 351-367
_Octave Uzanne_
RENEE MAUPERIN
I
"You don't care about society, then, mademoiselle?"
"You won't tell any one, will you?--but I always feel as though I've
swallowed my tongue when I go out. That's the effect society has on me.
Perhaps it is that I've had no luck. The young men I have met are all
very serious, they are my brother's friends--quotation young men, I call
them. As to the girls, one can only talk to them about the last sermon
they have heard, the last piece of music they have learned, or their
last new dress. Conversation with my contemporaries is somewhat
restricted."
"And you live in the country all the year round, do you not?"
"Yes, but we are so near to Paris. Is the piece good they have just been
playing at the Opera Comique? Have you seen it?"
"Yes, it's charming--the music is very fine. All Paris was at the first
night--I never go to the theatre except on first nights."
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