DOI Heft:
Nr. 100 (July 1901)
DOI Artikel:Emanuel, Frank L.: Le Tréport as a sketching ground
DOI Seite / Zitierlink: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.19788#0119
Le Trdport
view the old streets of the original village. As at on a few aspiring houses, grouped round a light-
Tre'port, a great white cliff puts an abrupt end house, claim to be known as New Brighton (pro-
to beach and promenade. At its summit is what nounce " Nevbreeton "); and here, within this
appears to be a lighthouse, but is in reality a shallow horn of the bay, all intersected with snake-
monumental Calvary, to which, at specified periods, like channels, the view from the pier is lost,
interesting pilgrimages wend their way. A splendid composition presents itself on looking
Further along the coast a cliff dotted with houses, straight down the pier townwards. The long lines
indicates the whereabouts of Ault-Onival, Ault of the twin piers, broken here and there by groups
being an old town, and Onival a young upstart of of figures, converge in the far distance beneath the
a place—the former tolerable and the latter intoler- church. On one side of us is the still water of the
able to the artist. Twinkling in the haze of the harbour, flecked with sails; on the other, the ever-
rich plain beyond, one espies Cayeux the well- restless waves are rushing to the beach. The
beloved of painters. It is a congeries of low horizon is formed by the quay and distant bridges,
thatched cottages and quaint farms, presided over and the formal array of harbour-side houses is
by a great rambling tumble-down church. Further softened by a suave sky-line of sweeping hills.
If we return to the
town and ascend a winding
flight of 75 steps, which
start behind the Hotel
de Calais, we shall find
a footway which leads
us through the church
porch to a sleepy "place,"
while near at hand is a
peaceful little square, tree-
embowered and grass-
grown, guarded by what
remains of the town forti-
fications. From this shady
lawn we overlook the busy
town all aglow in the sun-
shine, and we can watch
undisturbed the movement
of the port. From here
we descend again by a
road, which on one or
two days every week shares
with the main street the
bustle and commotion of
a general open-air market.
It joins this main street at
a point where a very
beautiful sculptured stone
Calvary marks the junction
of two other roads. These
lead up into the country
at the back of the town.
That to the right being the
more paintable of the two,
we will proceed along it,
past little houses tenanted
by the fisherfolk and re-
'a street in treport " by f. l. emanuel markable for their charac-
(In the possession of A. Can, Esq.) teristic Norman interiors.
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view the old streets of the original village. As at on a few aspiring houses, grouped round a light-
Tre'port, a great white cliff puts an abrupt end house, claim to be known as New Brighton (pro-
to beach and promenade. At its summit is what nounce " Nevbreeton "); and here, within this
appears to be a lighthouse, but is in reality a shallow horn of the bay, all intersected with snake-
monumental Calvary, to which, at specified periods, like channels, the view from the pier is lost,
interesting pilgrimages wend their way. A splendid composition presents itself on looking
Further along the coast a cliff dotted with houses, straight down the pier townwards. The long lines
indicates the whereabouts of Ault-Onival, Ault of the twin piers, broken here and there by groups
being an old town, and Onival a young upstart of of figures, converge in the far distance beneath the
a place—the former tolerable and the latter intoler- church. On one side of us is the still water of the
able to the artist. Twinkling in the haze of the harbour, flecked with sails; on the other, the ever-
rich plain beyond, one espies Cayeux the well- restless waves are rushing to the beach. The
beloved of painters. It is a congeries of low horizon is formed by the quay and distant bridges,
thatched cottages and quaint farms, presided over and the formal array of harbour-side houses is
by a great rambling tumble-down church. Further softened by a suave sky-line of sweeping hills.
If we return to the
town and ascend a winding
flight of 75 steps, which
start behind the Hotel
de Calais, we shall find
a footway which leads
us through the church
porch to a sleepy "place,"
while near at hand is a
peaceful little square, tree-
embowered and grass-
grown, guarded by what
remains of the town forti-
fications. From this shady
lawn we overlook the busy
town all aglow in the sun-
shine, and we can watch
undisturbed the movement
of the port. From here
we descend again by a
road, which on one or
two days every week shares
with the main street the
bustle and commotion of
a general open-air market.
It joins this main street at
a point where a very
beautiful sculptured stone
Calvary marks the junction
of two other roads. These
lead up into the country
at the back of the town.
That to the right being the
more paintable of the two,
we will proceed along it,
past little houses tenanted
by the fisherfolk and re-
'a street in treport " by f. l. emanuel markable for their charac-
(In the possession of A. Can, Esq.) teristic Norman interiors.
IOO