Reisen in Europa und Amerika. t-Arbeit die Annalen der Armen andwretched zu schreiben. Hugo lebte in einem cremefarbenen Haus auf anavenue in Paris ihm zu Ehren benannt. Er madetoys, und tobte, und schrieb ein Buch, das Kindern auf die Kunst des Seins ein Großvater. Hesaid, das Kind ist der Bereich der nächsten Genera-tion; was wächst in ihm die Ernte des nächsten Zeitalters sein. Auf der Insel Jersey jeden Christmashe gab ein Abendessen zu arme Kinder, und er mit hisfamily auf sie wartete. Hugo war alwaystouched durch die Güte des Herzens. Er gab eine cabmana * Napoleon, vier Dollar in Gold, die die CAB-m

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Travels in Europe and America . t-able work to write the annals of the poor andwretched. Hugo lived in a cream-colored house on anavenue in Paris named in honor of him. He madetoys, and romped, and wrote a book for the chil-dren on The Art of being a Grandfather. Hesaid, The child is the field of the coming genera-tion ; what grows in it will be the harvest of thenext age. In the Isle of Jersey every Christmashe gave a dinner to poor children, and he with hisfamily waited upon them. Hugo was alwaystouched by kindness of heart. He gave a cabmana * Napoleon, four dollars in gold, which the cab-man said should go for charity. Hugo responded, Come, then, and dine with me. He placedgoodness before everything else. On his sick-bedhe said, I am ready to go ; death closes on thetwilight, it opens on the dawn. Adieu, Jeanne, adieu, were his last words to his idolized grand-daughter. He died on a May-day noon (1885), eighty-three years old. The Republic placed her devoted son, Hugo, beneath the Triumphal Arch, around which green. VICTOR HUGO AND HIS GRANDCHILDREN. TRA VELS. 95 vestal fires burned, and dragoons stood guard.Twenty years before, in honor of his birthday, ahalf million people passed his home, and by theirgifts made it a bower of flowers. Now, all Francewas in mourning. Hugo was worshipped as a Guard-ian Divinity of Liberty, Equality and Fraternity.At noon eloquent words were spoken in presenceof the worlds illustrious men. The President ofthe Senate said, * Hugo constantly pursued thehighest ideals of justice and humanity. Floquetsaid, Not a funeral, but an apotheosis, and amember of the Academy exclaimed, * To the sover-eign poet France renders sovereign honors. Thechestnut trees were in full bloom as the processionmoved towards the Place de la Concorde. Liehtswere veiled, banners draped, and minute guns firedas soldiers of the Republic, societies of every name, boys of the Public Schools, cars laden with flowers, followed the paupers hearse in which Hugo wasborne, a

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