Meissonier, his life and his art . ughI loved him the morefor it. He remarked veryhappily that those whohave once formed a truecommunion always return toeach other in this teemingworld ; life forces themapart; but sooner or later,circumstances always bringtogether again souls bornunder the same same names recur con-stantly in his talk: Cerrien,Deze, Lireux, Boissard,John Lemoinne, Ponsard,Emile Augier. Cerrien washis conscience. He had allsorts of moral affinities withPonsard the darling ofMisfortune. He lived fra-ternally under the same roof,in the same room, with Augier, the darli
Meissonier, his life and his art . ughI loved him the morefor it. He remarked veryhappily that those whohave once formed a truecommunion always return toeach other in this teemingworld ; life forces themapart; but sooner or later,circumstances always bringtogether again souls bornunder the same same names recur con-stantly in his talk: Cerrien,Deze, Lireux, Boissard,John Lemoinne, Ponsard,Emile Augier. Cerrien washis conscience. He had allsorts of moral affinities withPonsard the darling ofMisfortune. He lived fra-ternally under the same roof,in the same room, with Augier, the darling of Fortune. He may almost be said to havecollaborated in LAvcntm-icre, for which he designed the death of Augier was one of the great griefs of his old age. Ifyou could only know what I felt to-day as I followed his coffin alongthe road of La Celle-Saint-Cloud ! (December 27, 1S86.) How manyyouthful days came back to me ! How often I had climbed thosesame paths with delight, urging my horse forward that I might the. COSTUME FOR (Drawing in Augiers colleclion.) MEISSONIER sooner be laughing with him ! With what pride I recall my friend-ship with him ! When people met hini they always asked : Andhow is Meissonier ? just as, when they met me, they asked : Andhow is Emile ? He was so good, so respected by all. His wholelife was honourable. I am glad to feel that he loved me ; I loved him with all my heart. I my-self stood near Meissonier inthe little churchyard at LaCelle. After I had spokenthe farewell words in thename of the French Aca-demy, which I represented,he came to me with his eyesfull of tears ; it was all hecould do to control he loved, he lovedwith no half-hearted affec-tion. If, as a philosopher hassaid, we may judge betterof a man by what he saysof others than by what theysay of him, Meissonier de-serves that the tributes heoffered at various times tohis contemporaries shouldbe collected. Although hehad little in common
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