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When
in doubt consult a dictionary.
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Be sure you are
right then ask some other fellow what he thinks of it.
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In view of the
fact that she has produced so many and beautiful poems, shouldn’t the dear,
kind authoress be called Margaret Songster?
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COLOR BLIND.
He brought a
little poem in on spring;
It was a dainty,
greeny, grassy little thing.
The editor, a
mean, unsympathetic fellow,
Declared it was no
good, it was so very yellow.
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There is no record
of Bob Evans having said “dam” while in Boston or Cambridge, which is somewhat
strange since the streets were running snow and water.
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Andrew Laing
advises women not to marry literary men. Now what in the world have the poor
literary men done to Andy?
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“Wisdom” is the
name of a new Boston monthly magazine. Inasmuch as it costs but twelve cents
per year and is worth fifty, from a business point of view I should put the
venture down as wisdom without any wise.
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Rudyard Kipling
commentating on the Philippine situation kindly tells us that American soldiers
are as “bulldogs sent out to catch rabbits.” Well, at any rate, the “bulldogs”
in the Philippines are doing a better job than are the J. Bulldogs over in
South Africa, and perhaps that is what is the matter with Kip.
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“Quincy Adams
Sawyer” is a good book to read, but all “good books to read” don’t make good
plays to see, and many people are wondering how Mr. Pidgin’s first book can be
staged successfully.
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TWO BOOKS.
He wrote a book,
A classic ’twas;
It had no faults,
It had no flaws.
He published it,
It fell quite flat;
He never wrote
Books after that.
Another man
He wrote a book;
No one knows why,
It simply “took.”
He grew in fame,
And wealthy got;
And yet his book
Was full of rot.
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PERSONAL POINTS.
Dr. Thomas Dunn
English, poet, novelist, dramatist and politician, famous as the author of “Ben
Bolt,” lies seriously ill at his home in Newark, N. J. – It is pleasing to the
friends of James Jeffrey Roche to know that his clever book “Her Majesty the
King,” is going to be brought out in an artistic, finely illustrated edition by
R. H. Russell. – Edward Rowland Sill is beginning to receive the recognition he
so richly deserves. Houghton, Mifflin & Company, will soon bring out a
limited edition of his poems. – Wallace Irwin, whoever he is and wherever he
lives is certainly a literary stunner. He has published a volume entitled “The
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum,” and now announces “The Rubayat of Omar Kayyam, jr.
– Hezekiah Butterworth, who has just completed an inspiring book entitled “The
Boys of the Western Reserve,” for W. A. Wilde and Company, spent several weeks
in Ohio amongst the neighbors of McKinley, Grant, Sherman, Hayes, Garfield,
Bliss, McGranaham and Stanton, gathering material for his story.
JOE
CONE.
Cambridge, Mass.
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B. Courier, March 22, ’02.
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LITERARY SIDELIGHTS.
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These
are Gray days for Mayor McNamee of Cambridge.
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There is a new
publication out called “Good English.” The periodical falls short of its
mission, beginning with its name.
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Maxim Gorky, next
to Tolstoy in Russian literature, is about
to be exiled by the harsh hand of the Czar’s government. I wonder if his name,
which, by the way, is a nom-de-plume, isn’t to blame for most of the trouble.
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When the newspaper
pleases us it is a fine sheet. When it displeases us it is unreliable, full of
rot and sensationalism.
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Debts of great men
all remind us,
We can make our names as great,
And, departing,
leave behind us
Bills galore upon the slate.
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Thank Heaven there
is nothing in the author’s life to put him in danger of being kissed by a score
or more of half-frenzied women. War heroes and musicians alone appear to be
popular victims.
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FOR A BOOK
PREFACE.
Out on the
uncertain sea
Of public opinion I go;
Battered and
reefed,
Provisioned and
beefed
For the blowiest kind of a “blow.”
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PERSONAL POINTS: Denis A. McCarthy, the poet, and
Mrs. McCarthy spent Easter in New York and Washington. Charles Felton Pidgin,
author of “Quincy Adams Sawyer” and “Blennerhassett,” evidently believes in
writing while the ink is warm. He is soon to bring out another book of New
England life. L. C. Page & Company, will be publishers. – Margaret E.
Sangster, who is adding much to Will Carlton’s magazine “Everywhere,” is out
with a new volume of poems entitled “Lyrics of Love and Home and Field and
Garden.” – So Joe Lincoln, dear old “Joe,” is soon to be the father of a book
of poems entitled “Cape Cod Ballads.” Albert Brandt, of New Jersey, will be the
publisher and E. W. Kemble will be the illustrator. I can say in advance that
there is something rich in store for those who love Cape Cod Life. – One of the
most unique and interesting books of the season has just reached my desk. It is
from the prolific pen of C. W. Willis (Allen Eric) a well-known COURIER contributor, and
is entitled “The Massachusetts General Court,” What it Accomplished During the Session
of 1902. It has an attractive cover of pale gray, and is handsomely bound. The
book, which represents volumes of careful study and research, contains 132
pages and is well printed. Typography, however, doesn’t enter into the question
so largely as does the motive of the
work, as aside from the cover every page is coldly blank. It is one of Mr.
Willis’s blankety-blank jokes, and no doubt the General Court will be able to
see the point without the aid of a microscope. The book deserves a wide
circulation, – what Mr. Willis deserves – well, we will leave that to the
general court!
JOE
CONE.
Cambridge, Mass.
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B. Courier, Apr. 5, 1902.
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LITERARY SIDELIGHTS.
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New
proverb: Be sure you can write then go ahead.
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Says my literary
friend: “I haven’t yet read ‘The Son of a Fiddler,’ but I’m a son of a gun if I
don’t.
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Country Life in
America is a rich, beautifully built magazine. In fact it is too rich for the blood
of ordinary people, for those who love the country best can hardly afford a
twenty-five cent magazine.
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There are 43,000 newspapers
in the world, representing 16 languages, about 5000 of them dailies. The
newspapers of the United States spend $17,000,000 for news and employ 35,000
persons of editorial work alone. – “Bud Brier,” on “Modern Journalism.”
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Douglas W. Fuller,
son of W. O. Fuller, the well-known humorous writer and editor of the Rockland
(Me.) Courier Gazette, won the competitive examination at Lewiston, and has
been appointed to the vacant position in the Naval Academy in Annapolis. W. O.’s
cup of joy will be Fuller than ever now.
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General Chaplin
and lawyer Curran of Cambridge, forget their hostilities and are the best of
friends as soon as each hearing on the Gray case adjourns. Then, with a number
of Aldermen, they are usually to be found enjoying a series of stories, etc. –
Post.
So, after all, a
law trial is only a burlesque! The judges know it, the lawyers know it, the
witnesses know it and the outsiders know it. What’s the use?
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Winifred Melville
Shaw, a rising young author, of Rockland, Maine, has written a much advertised “Sonnet”
to her fellow townswoman Maxine Elliot. We have been taught that two and two
makes four, and no less than a true sonnet contains 14 lines. Mis Shaw’s “sonnet”
contains 18 lines, none of which are sonnet length. Is this a sonnet what is a
sonnet not? Doubtless Miss Shaw added the four extra lines to make up for the
shortage in their length.
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The March number
of The Working Boy contains an excellent portrait of Mr. William Hopkins, (Bud
Brier) of The Globe. The same number prints his address on “Modern Journalism,”
made before the Working Boys Friends Society, February 5. The paper is replete
with plain-cut truths, interesting statistics, vivid pictures of the great
modern newspaper office, closing with a few samples of some of the intensely
funny errors of the composing room. Mr. Hopkins has handled his subject
admirably, and the paper in question would be a valuable addition to any
newspaper man’s scrap book.
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OWNING UP.
I do not write for
fame,
I do not write for money;
I do not write for
game,
Now don’t you think I’m funny?
I do not write for
hash –
I never yet have et it –
I do not write for
cash,
I know I couldn’t get it.
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PERSONAL POINTS: John Philip Sousa the March King,
had written a book. It is a novel, entitled “The Fifth String,” and is said to
be written in two-four time, double-quick, fortissimo, explosioso. – Ella Wheeler
Wilcox offers $5000 to anyone who will produce a paper containing the poem “Solitude,”
of which she claims to be the rightful author, or any lines from it, prior to
its original publication in the N. Y. Sun, February, 1883. Charles Felton
Pidgin, of Quincy Adams Sawyer” fame, has recently stated that the poem was
written in 1863, by an ex-convict and inmate in an insane asylum. Here’s a nice
tilt indeed! It would almost pay to strike off a special sheet and try to
capture the prize. – Clinton Scollard, the gentle magazine poet, has written a
novel. Another case of the “legit” jumping over into vaudeville. Now then for a
red-handed story of adventure from the “flowery” pen of Eben E. Rexford. – “Cape
Cod Ballads,” by Joe Lincoln is already out, so I am informed privately. Mr.
Lincoln will be well remembered by Bostonians for his excellent work on the L.
A. W. Bulletin a few years ago. – “Rockhaven,” by Charles Clark Munn, is
already on the market. – There is an increased demand for the Edward Everett
Hale books since his birthday clelbration, which shows the good sense of the
reading public.
JOE
CONE.
Cambridge, Mass.
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Apr. 12,
1902.
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LITERARY SIDELIGHTS.
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There’s
always the “devil” to pay in a country newspaper office.
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A man with a smile
on his face is a rarity nowadays. Cultivate it, and be one of The Few.
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Mark Twain, like
many other celebrities, regards the autograph hunter as an intruder. –
Exchange.
Here is a case of
before and after. I’ll bet a dollar to a cruller that before Mark became famous
he was bothered twice as much because nobody “intruded” for his autograph.
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“Ironquill,” the
newly-appointed pension commissioner, was born in Connecticut, where so many
bright and promising authors come from – ahem! Mr. Ware is well known,
personally, by many of Boston’s literary folk.
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Notwithstanding
the almost boundless license given to poets, I never know of one of them to
sell intoxicating liquors, which accounts for the fact that poets are always
poor.
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There’s no use
talking, the young author who wants to win out in book writing, nowadays, must
first do something out of the ordinary. He must first become an actor, then
write a book something after this: “”Eighty Years of Stage Life”; or become a rear
admiral, and write “A Sailor’s Log”; or a steel-trust king, and write, “Fifty
Years of Dollar Grabbing”; or a war correspondent, and write, “Chasing
Spaniards with a Notebook”; or perhaps a pugilist, and write, “How it Feels to
be Swatted,” etc., etc. Books of this kind, by this kind of people, “pay,” and
are eagerly sought after by up-to-date publishers. There’s a thousand and one
things one may go into, – like bridge-jumping, missionarying, train-wrecking, wireless
telegraphy, post-office robbing, law, politics, etc.
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A man may ride his hobby horse
From morning
until night;
Then ride it through the long night hours
Until the
morning light.
But if he doesn’t have a care,
And
sometimes light its load,
’Twill one day balk before the hill,
And land him
on the road.
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PERSONAL POINTS: Eugene F. Ware, “Ironquill,” of
Topeka, Kansas, has been appointed commissioner of pensions, by President
Roosevelt, to succeed Henry Clay Evans. This is a wise choice, as “Ironquill”
is a prominent writer, lawyer and ex-soldier, and is a bright, all-round good
fellow. – Mark Twain, much to the regret of the little colony of nutmeg authors
in Hartford, has purchased a fine old estate on the Hudson, where he will probably
pass most of his time. The house is a fine old stone mansion, thoroughly
refitted, and surrounded by nineteen acres of charming scenery, belonging to the creator of “Tom
Sawyer” and “Huckleberry Finn.” – Nathan Haskell Dole, of Boston, according to
Literary Life, is busily engaged in revising and enlarging the bibliography of
Omar Khayyam for a new edition of his multivariorum edition of the Rubaiyat,
which will be brought out by L. C. Page and Company. – Orrison Swett Marden,
editor of Success, is out with four new booklets through T. J. Crowell and Company,
N. Y. – Allen Eric, author of “Buckra Land,” “A Yankee Crusoe,” and various other
books, has just competed a story of 65,000 words, having for its setting the
country along Lake Champlain. It is a story of adventure, having an historical
vein, and as the author has passed his summers in that rugged and picturesque
region since 1898, we may look forward to some charming and graphic descriptions. What the book is to be called I
have been unable to learn.
JOE
CONE.
Cambridge, Mass.
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April 19,
1902
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LITERARY SIDELIGHTS.
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“War
is hell – ” So is unsuccessful
authorship.
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Read well, think
well, write well and you’ll do well.
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If a lobster trust
is formed, they who form it will be the biggest ones.
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“Heart-to-Heart
Talks” are better and safer than heart-to-heart letters oftentimes.
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Russia has just
had a large literary jubilee. America never has, doesn’t now and never will
appreciate her authors.
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Elbert Hubbard,
unfavorably known as “Fra Elbertus,” continues to roast people in the Aurora
Kicker, “The Philistine,” and the people whom he roasts continue to rise in
public esteem.
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It has been weeks
and weeks and weeks since anybody has commented on the probably age of Sarah
Bernhart.
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The first bit of
newspaper humor I ever saw read as follows:
“After man what?
Generally the sheriff or some woman.” And I might say that I have seen nothing
better since.
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MODERN AUTHORSHIP.
He can clash a
sonnet of in half an hour
He can write a dozen ballads in a day;
He’s a record of a
thousand jokes per week,
And he always has a novel under way.
He can write a
five-act play with ease,
Epic verse and lyrics are to him but play;
But he’s got a job
at clerking in a store
For he cannot write enough to make it pay.
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PERSONAL POINTS: Mr. Hezekiah Butterworth, who has
been passing a few weeks in Porto Rico and South America, has returned to his
Worcester street home. – W. Bert Foster, the well-known story writer, seems to
have “caught on” in New York City, where he has been located for the past three
years. He is one of the stars of the Munsey publications. – Hellen H. Gardner,
essayist and novelist, formerly of Boston but recently of Washington, was
married in that city April 9, to Colonel Selden Allen Day, U. S. A. – Frank R.
Stockton, novelist and one of the finest humorists America has produced, dies
in Washington, April 20, from paralysis, resulting from a hemorrhage of the
brain. His best-known books are “The Lady or the Tiger,” “Rudder Grange,” “A Chosen Few,” “Pomona’s Travels,” “The Merry
Chanter,” “Squirrel Inn” and “The Great War Syndicate.” He was sixty-eight
years of age.
JOE
CONE.
Cambridge, Mass.
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B. Courier, April 26, 1902.
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LITERARY SIDELIGHTS.
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Great men are
dying every day; how do you feel?
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When a young
author starts a magazine of his own it’s pretty evident that he isn’t selling
as many manuscripts as he thinks he ought to.
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Charles Felton
Pidgin, the indefatigable, is out with another novel. Three novels in much less
than the same number of years is strong work for a beginner.
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Reward – A cremo-de-lux
volume of the best poetry ever written, by the greatest poet ever was, is now
or ever will be, given to the first person who will tell the father of this
column who Josh Wink of the Baltimore American is.
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I have sung a song to her hazel eyes,
To her teeth
which gleam like pearls;
I have made an ode to the wheel she rode,
I have sung
of her chestnut curls.
I have penned a lay to her queenly form,
To her poise
which is proudly pert;
But now I must tune a delicate rune
To her
daintiest rainy-day skirt.
For Deborah’s rainy-day skirt, you see,
Is brief to
a high degree;
And the lines below they trouble me so
There’s
scarcely ought else I can see.
O, Deborah’s sweet in all of her gowns,
But a truth
I must assert:
She’s a joy supreme, a consummate dream,
When out in
her rainy-day skirt.
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PERSONAL POINTS: J. L. Harbour, editor, author and
lecturer, made his Boston debut in “Blessed Be Humor” at the Y. M. C. A., one
evening last week. It was S. R. O. from the start, Mr. Harbour scoring an
immense hit. His is a lecture on humor treated in a genuinely humorous way, and
the result is that Mr. Harbour is receiving some very flattering offers from
bureaus and literay organizations. – Alfred Austin, the poet laureate of
England and South Africa, has dedicated the American edition of his “A Tale of
True Love, and Other Poems,” to President Roosevelt. Why hasn’t some American
poet been shrewd enough to do this and thus put himself in the way of becoming
poet laureate of America, Porto Rico, Hawaii and the Philippines? – Clara Morris’s
novel, which is, of course, stagy from cover to cover, is to be called “A Pasteboard
Crown.” – Frank L. Stanton, the Georgia Poet, who might be called “the
newspaper favorite,” is to issue a second volume of verse sometime before the
holidays. Mr. Stanton’s first book was “Songs of the Soil,” published by the
Appletons. – Linn Boyd Porter, the noted Cambridge author, is finding fault
with high prices and poor accommodations in Manila. There’s the bother of
having riches. What poor literary cuss among us could find fault with high
prices in Manila or anywhere else ten miles out of Boston.
JOE
CONE.
Cambridge, Mass.
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May 3, 1902.
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LITERARY SIDELIGHTS.
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Lawn
mowers are now working overtime.
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“Jiminez fled.
Santa Domingo in the hands of the Revolutionists.” (Daily paper.)
O Jiminez!
_____
Verily, fame is
like a rainbow in a hurry. Who ever thinks of poor old Cronje nowadays?
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The chief
enjoyment I get out of a theater is the fact that I can sit in a comfortable
chair for two or three hours and watch somebody else work.
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BE UP-TO-DATE.
The poet who sings
of castles and things
Is the fellow who can’t make his hash;
But the poet who
rhymes of these strenuous times
Is the poet who gets all the cash.
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John Hay, the
poet, is overshadowing John Hay, Secretary of State, of late. “Jim Bludso” and “Little
Breeches” are immortals and no mistake.
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In Literary Life
for May, Margaret A. Richard has a poem entitled “Let the Poet Love.” Margaret
would have struck a more responsive chord had she written “Let the Poet Live.”
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Here is what Mark
Twain paid for his new house on the Hudson:
New York
Times .
. $47,000
“
“ Herald
. . 60,000
“
“ World .
. 80,000
“
“ Journal .
. 125,000
You see by this
that if you read the Journal you will get more for your money.
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NUMBER ONE.
The beaches soon
will be alive
With bathers fair and trim;
And then the verse
on Summer girls
Will be right in the swim.
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Theodore
Roosevelt, a rising young author of Washington, D. C., is soon to publish
another book. It will deal with the deer of North America. Mr. Roosevelt has an
advantage over all other young writers – he can send out a manuscript – postage
free, a serious consideration to the pocketbook of most young scribblers.
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PERSONAL POINTS: Julia Teresa Butler, a very
bright young Boston author, is now engaged upon the Pittsburg Observer,
conducting a very readably “woman’s page.” – Bret Harte is dead. The little
family of gifted authors can ill afford to lose such men as Bret Harte and
Frank Stockton. – Thimas Dixon, jr., novelist, author of the “Leopard’s Spots,”
wrote the greater part of that wonderful story in a deserted cabin on the
shores of Chesapeake Bay. Here Mr. Dixon owns an extensive plantation. It is
getting to be the thing for authors to “steal away off” when they wish to do
some important work. Dumas, the younger, saw the value of this, and “Camille”
was the splendid result. Fortunate, indeed, is the author who possesses a
way-back retreat where he can work undisturbed. – John D. Long is again in
Boston. It is hoped that he will take up his pen and join the ranks of Boston’s
literary folk. He is well-remembered as a poet, and a translator of Virgil.
JOE
CONE.
Cambridge, Mass.
_______________
May 10, 1902.
B. Courier, May 17, 1902.
LITERARY SIDELIGHTS.
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It
is time for flies, summer novels and mosquitoes.
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And the “great
American novel” is just as far off as ever.
_____
Tragic and sad
indeed was the ending of Paul Leicester Ford. Kipling, wise man, pulled up
stakes and cleared out, away from family troubles.
_____
It is sincerely
hoped that young Alphonso of Spain won’t, inside of the next six weeks, write a
book on “How It Feels to be King.”
_____
A certain old lady
in Cambridge declared she wouldn’t leave Mark Twain’s latest book, “A
Double-Barrelled Detective Story,” in the house for fear it might go off.
_____
I have received a
beautiful steel engraving likeness of Mr. J. L. Habour, the well-known writer
and lecturer. It is an artist’s proof, executed by Purdy, and is a credit to
both artist and author.
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“There are no
English novelists. England has produced some great poets, but no novelists.” –
George Moore, English critic. Well, well, well! What have the authors of “Kim,”
“Beside the Bonnie Brier Bush,” “Tommy and Grizel,” “Robert Elsmere,” “The
Vicar of Wakefield,” and a score of others to say to this “sassy” statement?
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O why is Dorothy so demure,
So pensive
and lowly and meek?
Her eyes are cast down, her lashes of brown
Steal close
to her velvety cheek.
For Dorothy’s rich, and Dorothy has
Everything
that a made can desire;
She’s lovers a score, and jewels galore,
And a form
which the gods might admire.
Now Dorothy’s neither demure nor shy,
She’s lively
and quite debonair;
She dances and flirts in her bicycle skirts,
And causes
her beaus to despair.
But Dick, her best fellow, is far, far away,
And wants a
new photograph quick;
So she’s posing today, in that Puritan way,
For she
knows ’twill be pleasing to Dick.
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PERSONAL POINTS: Hezekiah Butterworth, author of “The
Treasure Ship,” “The Boyhood of Lincoln,” etc., has completed his “Boys of the
Western Reserve,” and the manuscript is in the hands of the printer. W. A.
Wilde and Company will publish the book. – Robert Underwood Johnson’s complete
poems are to be collected and brought out in one volume by the Harpers. The
book will contain many heretofore unpublished poems. – Every now and then I
hear from H. S. Keller, the well-known writer of happy verse, way out in a
country place called Utica, N. Y. “Kel,” as he sometimes signs himself when he’s in a hurry, is a
bright, breezy, entertaining writer whether writing for the public or privately,
and his letters are carefully laid away with the choice literary souvenirs. –
Edward Everett Hale, Boston’s literary Gladstone, at the age of eighty-two
makes a flying trip to Chicago to deliver a lecture, a circumstance which
speaks well for a life of hard work and good habits.
JOE
CONE.
Cambridge, Mass.
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LITERARY SIDELIGHTS.
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Don’t
judge a book by its cover, nor an author by the number of stamps he purchases.
_____
The author who is
a vegetarian and who has a goodly sized garden coming on, it the fellow who is
going to make the beef trust feel as tho’ a Mt. Pelee were hanging over their
heads.
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Henry Austin Clapp’s
“Reminiscences of a Dramatic Critic,” is welcomed by a host of Bostonians who
have followed and profited by that staunch critic these many years. The work of
Mr. Clapp, who has lately joined the staff of the Boston Herald, is second to
none in the profession.
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If I am not much mistaken,
it will be “The New York American” soon, or “The American,” and the famous “New
York Journal” will be but a sallow memory.
_____
The greatest event
with which our country has had to do in twenty-five years occurred last week, -
the starting of a new republic on its way rejoicing, and it never caused so
much as a “hooray from this busy and business-like nation.
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Mt. Pelee as an
eruptor and calamity hot-pot, isn’t in it for a moment with some of the
sensational papers of our large, up-to-date sister city. The manner in which
people’s private affairs are aired is a twentieth century wonder.
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BOOKS.
“Of the making of
books there is no end,”
Of every conceivable grade;
But thousands on
thousands of books, my friend,
End just as soon as they’re made.
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When the sunset paints her
ruddy glow
Across the Western sky,
When from the marshlands
just below
Comes forth the treetoads’ cry,
And fireflies dance o’er
field and plain
And break the sinking gloam,
I love to linger in the lane
And watch the cows come home.
The mellow tinkle of the
bell
Falls sweetly on my ear;
The plaintive “loo” of Bess
and Nell
And Kate I love to hear.
It brings to me a soothing
calm
To stand ’neath twilight’s dome,
Upon my dear old boyhood’s
farm,
And watch the cows come home.
Each crowds into her narrow
stall,
With gladly switching tail,
And soon rich streams of
whiteness fall
Into the milking pail.
The day is done, and evening
creeps
Upon the fading gloam,
And forest, field and farmyard
sleeps
After the cows come home.
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PERSONAL POINTS: There will be a notable gathering
of authors at Indianapolis on May 31, to read for the benefit of the Harrison monument
fund. George Ade, Charles Major, Lew Wallace, Whitcomb Riley, Booth Tarkington,
Meredith Nicholson and many others are slated to be present. – “Pine Tree
Ballads,” a new book by Holman F. Day, author of “Up in Maine,” Yankee humorous
verse, is soon to be issued by Small, Maynard and Company. Holman has “caught
on,” and he didn’t have to go to New York to do it either, thank the Lord. –
After a month of lecturing at Chicago University, Edward Everett Hale has
returned to his Boston home, where he is regarded with an admiration that would
turn the heads of most men. – Julia Ward Howe, author of the famous “Battle
Hymn of the Republic,” was 83 on Tuesday last. Friends showered congratulations
upon the youthful authoress, who apparently was as active in mind and body as
anyone present. – A new book of essays by a well-know Boston author, Charles
Francis Adams, is just out. Its title is “Lee at Appomattox,” and the name of the author is assurance that
the book will prove interesting, useful and instructive.
JOE
CONE.
Cambridge, Mass.
_______________
May 31,
1902.
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