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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Onlooker, Volume 1, Part 2 + +Author: Various + +Editor: Alfred Henry Lewis + +Release Date: September 11, 2005 [EBook #16680] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE ONLOOKER, VOLUME 1, PART 2 *** + + + + +Produced by Bill Tozier, Barbara Tozier, Diane Monico, and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + +</pre> + + + + + +<p class="figcenter" style="width: 334px;"> +<img src="images/001.png" width="334" height="432" alt="The Onlooker cover" title="" /> +</p> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<h1>The<br /> +Onlooker</h1> + +<h3>Alfred Henry Lewis<br /> +Editor</h3> + +<p class="center">Vol. I NEW YORK, MAY 28, 1902 Part 2<br /><br /></p> + +<p class="figcenter" style="width: 56px;"> +<img src="images/002.png" width="56" height="123" alt="man" title="" /> +</p> + +<p class="center"><b>"Sir Oliver, we<br /> +live in a dammed<br /> +wicked world, and<br /> +the fewer we praise<br /> +the better."</b></p> + +<p class="center"><b> —Sir Peter Teazle.</b></p> + +<p class="center">FIVE CENTS ONCE A WEEK</p> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + + + + +<h1>The Onlooker<a name="Page_1" id="Page_1"></a></h1> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + + +<h2>The Onlooker<a name="Page_2" id="Page_2"></a></h2> + +<p class="center">Subscription: One Dollar a Year<br /> +Price: Five Cents</p> + + +<h2>CONTENTS</h2> + + +<p class="center"><a href="#The_Casual_Club"><b>THE CASUAL CLUB</b></a><br /></p> + +<p class="center">Tammany and Its Missing Funds—<br /> + Mr. Nixon and his Failure—Mr.<br /> + Carroll's Troubles with Mr. Croker—<br />The Latter + Gone for Good</p> + +<p class="center"><b>POETRY</b></p> + +<p class="center"><a href="#No_Time_Like_To-Day">No Time Like To-Day</a><br /> +<a href="#Artistic_Disarray">Artistic Disarray</a><br /></p> + +<p class="center"><a href="#As_You_Like_It"><b>AS YOU LIKE IT</b></a> Fielders<br /></p> + +<p class="center"> Who Loves a Lord?—Killing for<br /> + Futurity—Mistake in Vocation—Foreign<br /> + Devils Again—Heaven or Hell—Adam<br /> + a Myth—Hurrah for + Noah—Callow<br /> Judgment—Champagne and "Champagne"</p> + +<p class="center"><a href="#The_Play"><b>THE PLAY</b></a> Jaques<br /></p> + +<p class="center"><a href="#Lady_Bettys_Comment"><b>LADY BETTY'S COMMENT</b></a> Betty Stair<br /></p> + +<p class="center"><a href="#Drift_of_the_Day"><b>DRIFT OF THE DAY</b></a> Skirving<br /></p> + +<p class="center"><a href="#That_Smuggled_Silk"><b>THAT SMUGGLED SILK</b></a> By the Old Lobbyist<br /><br /><br /></p> + + +<p class="center">Copyrighted by The Observer Publishing Co., 1902</p> + +<p class="center">The Observer Publishing Company<br /> +Mercantile Library Building<br /> +Astor Place, New York City +</p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h1>The Onlooker<a name="Page_3" id="Page_3"></a></h1> + +<p class="center"> +Vol. I MAY 28, 1902 Part 2<br /> +</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="The_Casual_Club" id="The_Casual_Club"></a><b>The Casual Club</b></h2> + + +<p>On last Thursday evening the Casual +Club was gathered about a corner +table in Sherry's. The great room +was beautiful, the music brilliant, +the setting and table appointments +magnificent, and the dinner all that might be +asked. There came but one thing to grieve +the tempers of our members—the service was +slip-shod, inattentive, vile. One wonders +that so splendid an arrangement should be +left unguarded in the most important particular +of service; that Sherry, when he has +done so much, should permit himself to be +foiled of a last result by an idle carelessness +of waiters, who if they do not forget one's +orders outright, execute them with all imaginable +sloth. They attend on guests as though +the latter were pensioners, and are listless in +everything save a collection of the gratuity, +<a name="Page_4" id="Page_4"></a>personal to themselves, which their avarice +and a public's weakness have educated them +to expect.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Clams had occurred, and while we were discussing +these small sea-monsters, Fatfloat +broke suddenly forth. "I don't know if it be +a subject for self-gratulation or no, but I observed +that the daily papers took quick note +of my statement that Tammany Hall was +looted of its last shilling. For the guidance +of these energetic folk of ink and types, I will +unfold a further huddle of details. Instead of +nine hundred thousand dollars, there were +more than one million collected for the Tammany +campaign. No one can show where so +much as two hundred thousand dollars were +honestly disbursed. Let me tell a story; it +may suggest an idea to our diligent friends of +the Dailies. There is a rotund, porpoise-shaped +globular gentleman known of these +parts as 'Bim the Button Man.' This personage +went into the printing business at the beginning +of the late campaign and went out of +it—like blowing out a candle—at the close. +Bim the Button Man, for his brief parade as +a printer, took a partner. Or perhaps the +partner took Mr. Bim. The partner was and +<a name="Page_5" id="Page_5"></a>is a doughty 'leader.' It was the new-made +firm of 'Bim' that flourished in the production +of those posters and lithographs of Mr. Shepard +which for so long disfigured the town. +Mr. Mitchell, printer, complained bitterly over +this invasion of his rights by Mr. Bim. The +latter snapped pudgy fingers at the querulous +Mr. Mitchell by virtue of his powerful partner. +Who was Mr. Bim's partner? One year before +when Mr. Mitchell's bill was seven thousand +dollars, Mr. Croker, being in a frugal +mood, felt excessively pained. Why then +should it mount last autumn to three hundred +thousand dollars and excite neither grief nor +reproach? And what was got for those three +hundred thousand dollars? When a show +leaves New York, it carries posters wherewith +to embellish each fence and bill board in the +land; and yet no show ever paid more than +ten thousand dollars for paper. Five thousand +dollars will cover every possible coign of +bill-sticking advantage and hang, besides, a +lithograph of Mr. Shepard in every window +in the city of New York. Then wherefore +those three hundred thousand dollars of Tammany? +There be folk on the finance committee +who should go into this business with a +lantern. The most hopeful name of these is +<a name="Page_6" id="Page_6"></a>Mr. McDonald, our great subway contractor +and partner of Mr. August Belmont; he is a +member of that committee. He is, too, a +gentleman of intelligence, business habits and +high worth. Mr. McDonald of the subway, +for his own credit and that of Mr. Belmont, +his partner, should never sleep until he turned +out the bottom facts of that Tammany treasure +which has disappeared. Nor should a common +interest with Mr. Croker and certain of +that gentleman's retainers in the Port Chester +railway deter him. Is there no honest man in +Athens?"</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>It was at the close of the repast and when +cigars were smokily going that Vacuum returned +to the subject of Tammany Hall.</p> + +<p>"Let me congratulate you, my dear Enfield," +observed Vacuum courteously, "on your +genius for prophecy. At our last meeting, you +foretold the near overthrow of Mr. Nixon and +the Croker regime. The papers inform me +that all came to pass within the two days +following your warning."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Lemon sarcastically, taking the +words from Enfield, "we have been visited +with that fell calamity, the collapse of Mr. +Croker and his rule. We have seen the black +<a name="Page_7" id="Page_7"></a>last of him, and the very name of Croker already +begins to be a memory. But why should +one repine?" Lemon's sneer was deepening. +"In every age the other great have come and +ruled and gone to that oblivion beyond. +They arose to fall and be forgot. It is the +law. Then why not Mr. Croker? True, even +while we consent, there comes that natural +sadness which I now observe to sparkle so +brightly in every present eye. What then? +We console ourselves as did Chief Justice +Crewe full two centuries and a half ago when +the decadence of De Vere claimed consideration. +'I have labored,' quoth Crewe, who if +that be possible was more moved over the +waning of De Vere than am I concerning the +passing of Mr. Croker, 'I have labored to make +a covenant with myself that affection may not +press upon judgment; for I suppose there is +no man that hath any apprehension of gentry +or nobleness but his affection stands to the +continuance of a house so illustrious and would +take hold on a twig or a twinethread to support +it. And yet Time hath his revolutions; +there must be a period and an end to all temporal +things—finis rerum—an end of names +and dignities and whatsoever is terrene; and +why not of De Vere? For where is Bohun? +<a name="Page_8" id="Page_8"></a>where is Mowbray? where is Mortimer? nay, +which is more and most of all, where is Plantagenet? +They are entombed in the urns and +sepulchres of mortality!' And, as it was of +that ancient day of Crewe and the De Vere +so must it be of us and Mr. Croker. He +goes; we stay; and so let us drink to all." +Here Lemon filled his glass, and the rest having +amiably followed his example, offered +with a wicked twinkle, "The disappearance of +Mr. Croker!"</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>"What I regret in the business," remarked +Fatfloat as he put down his glass, "is the ill +fortune of Mr. Nixon. There is much of good +honesty about that gentleman; he is high-minded +and proud; I cannot but sympathize +with him in his present plight."</p> + +<p>"And yet," observed Enfield, mildly, "Mr. +Nixon should have avoided that trap of an +empty leadership. Mr. Nixon is no stripling; +he knew Tammany and those elements of +mendacity and muddy intrigue which are +called its 'control'; he knew Mr. Croker, who +in these last days was faithful to no promise +and loyal to no man. Why did he permit +himself to be flattered, cozened and destroyed? +Why? He added inexperience to vanity and +<a name="Page_9" id="Page_9"></a>betrayed himself. It was the old story—the +conference of that leadership on Mr. Nixon—the +old story of the Wolf and Little Red Riding +Hood, with Mr. Croker as Wolf and Mr. Nixon +the innocent who was eaten up. No, no; he +might have better guided himself. Mr. Nixon—were +all about the friendliest—was still unfit +for the place. It was like putting a horse in +a tree-top; it gave the horse no grace nor +glory and offered a sole assurance of his finally +falling out."</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>"Isn't Mr. Nixon himself an honest man?" +asked Van Addle.</p> + +<p>"Were it to be merely a question of honesty," +replied Enfield, "Mr. Nixon would +make perfect answer. Broadly, he is an honest +man. But that, politically, is all. And +there be enterprises, such as Tammany Hall +and the Stock Market, wherein to be merely +honest is not a complete equipment. Moreover, +in this business of his so-called 'leadership,' +Mr. Nixon might have carried himself +with a more sensitive integrity and been +bettered vastly thereby. You will recall that +when Mr. Nixon performed as chairman of the +Tammany anti-vice committee, he discovered +in its entire membership that combine of +<a name="Page_10" id="Page_10"></a>blackmail and extortion which, standing at +the head of Tammany and doing its foul work +through the police, fostered crime in the community +for a round return of four millions a +year. Mr. Nixon called these evil folk by +name and pointed to them. He could still +relate that roll and never miss an individual. +And if he did not put actual hand on the sly +presiding genius, I warrant you he might, were +he so inclined, indite a letter to him and get +the address right."</p> + +<p>"And the postage would be five cents," interjected +Lemon.</p> + +<p>"With this knowledge," continued Enfield +without heeding Lemon's interruption, "and +with his record as a foe of corruption, Mr. +Nixon, had he been wise as a captain, or true +to himself as a man, would have called about +him the cleaner elements. He would have reminded +them of the people's verdict of November +and told them plainly that the rogues +must go. He should have been loyal to himself. +He should have made the issue against +the corruptionists; he should have waged +prompt and bitter war, and either destroyed +them or died like a soldier high up on the +ramparts. Mr. Nixon would have then become +a martyr or a hero; and between the +<a name="Page_11" id="Page_11"></a>two there after all goes flowing no mighty +difference. A martyr is a hero who failed; a +hero is a martyr who succeeded; both gain +the veneration of a people, and die or live +secure of self-respect. Mr. Nixon should have +uplifted the standards of a new crusade against +that handful of great robbers who, making +Tammany their stronghold, issued forth to a +rapine of the town. Nor, had he done so, +would he have fallen in the battle. As I have +already said, nineteen of every Tammany +twenty would have come round him for that +fight. He would have conquered a true leadership +and advanced a public interest while +upbuilding his party. Mr. Nixon, however, +failed tamely in the very arms of opportunity. +He kept to the same ignoble counsel that had +so wrought disrepute for Mr. Croker. And, +afar from thoughts of assailing those who had +dragged Tammany Hall through mire to +achieve their villain ends, he went openly into +their districts, commended them to the voters, +hailed them as his friends and urged their retention +in the executive board. Is it marvel, +then, that Mr. Nixon as a 'leader' took no +root? or that by the earliest gust of opposition +he was overblown? It could not have come +otherwise; he fairly threw himself beneath the +wheels of Fate."</p> + +<p><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12"></a>"As to the future of Tammany Hall," said +Vacuum, "will Mr. Croker make further effort +to dominate it and send it orders from +abroad?"</p> + +<p>"Undoubtedly," returned Enfield, to whom +the query was put, "Mr. Croker will strive in +all ways to prolong himself. It is with him +both a matter of money and a matter of pride. +But he will fail; his whilom follower, Mr. Carroll, +is too powerful. Mr. Carroll is in possession +and will yield only to Mr. Martin,—that +inveterate foe of Mr. Croker."</p> + +<p>"Do you know why Mr. Croker attacked Mr. +Carroll just before he left?" asked Vacuum +"and ordered his destruction? One morning, +he was taken by Mr. Fox to view Mr. Carroll's +building operations near Fifth Avenue in Fifty-seventh +Street. Mr. Fox called attention to +the grandeur of Mr. Carroll's plans. The workmen +were tearing down a house to make +room for Mr. Carroll's coming palace. Mr. +Croker gazed for full ten minutes in wordless, +moody gloom. Then turning to the sympathetic +Mr. Fox he broke forth: 'What do you +think of that? He's tearing down a better +house than mine!' From that moment Mr. +Croker went about the tearing down of Mr. +Carroll."</p> + +<p><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13"></a>"I had not supposed him so small," said Fatfloat, +"as to feel piqued because Mr. Carroll +would build a better house than his own."</p> + +<p>"He didn't feel piqued," said Lemon; "he felt +plundered, and doubtless asked a question concerning +Mr. Carroll that has been so often +asked about himself."</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>"And yet," observed Van Addle, appealing +to Enfield, "I should love prodigiously to hear +your views on the situation in Tammany as it +stands. I confess both an ignorance and a +curiosity for light."</p> + +<p>"And I am sure, my dear Van Addle," returned +Enfield, "you are heartily welcome to aught +I may know or believe on the subject. A +great noble of Rome observed that to direct +a wanderer aright was like lighting another +man's candle with one's own; it assisted the +fortunes of the beneficiary without subtracting +from the estate of the Samaritan. For myself, +I need neither the Roman argument nor the +Roman example to create within me a benevolent +willingness to hang a lantern in the tower +of truth for the guidance of any gentleman +now groping as to the actual status of Mr. +Croker with Tammany Hall.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14"></a>"It requires no word to those initiate to convince +them that Mr. Croker no longer sits on +the throne, and that his potentialities are forever +departed away. For myself, grown too +indolent for an interest in aught beyond the +sentimentalities of politics, I sorrow that this +is so. Indifference is ever conservative and +hesitates at change; and, speaking for what +is within myself and not at all perhaps for +that which is best for the public, I would have +preferred a continuation of the Croker dynasty. +As it is, good sooth! Mr. Croker is +destroyed. And your ruin, of whatever character, +the resort of owls, the habitat of bats, +and all across it flung the melancholy ivy—that +verdant banner of victorious decay!—is, +at its loveliest, but a spectacle of depression; +and one who has witnessed Mr. Croker in his +vigor must be at least dimly affected as he +beholds him take his sad and passive place +with those who were. Mr. Croker is not to be +blamed as the architect of his overthrow. +With what lights that shone, his conduct was +prudent enough; and his dethronement is to +be charged to destiny—to kismet, rather than +to any gate-opening carelessness on the purblind +part of himself. 'Prudentia fato major,' +said the Florentine. But the Medici was +<a name="Page_15" id="Page_15"></a>wrong, and before Death bandaged his eyes for +eternity it was given him to see that Destiny, +for all his caution and for all his craft, had +fed his hopes to defeat. And yet, while Mr. +Croker may not be charged as the reason of +his own removal, some consideration of causes +that incited it should have a merit and an +interest. It is one vessel crashing on a reef +that points a danger, and makes for the safety +of every ship that follows, and the story of +a wrecked and drowned dictatorship cannot +fail to instruct ambition in whatever +field.</p> + +<p>"Following the last presidential campaign, +Mr. Croker sailed Englandward to repose himself +from his labors. For ten months did he +rest, recuperate, restrengthen and restore himself. +And when he departed, albeit he may +have had no suspicion of that fact, Mr. Croker +left his chieftaincy behind. That was to happen +in the nature of things, and Mr. Croker +would have foreseen it had he been a true +scientist of supremacy. Remember it, all ye +kings and princes and potentates among men! +a crown will never travel, a scepter cannot +leave the realm, and there are no wheels on a +throne. Mr. Croker was not aware of these +cardinal truths of kingcraft when he sailed +<a name="Page_16" id="Page_16"></a>away; the knowledge became his at a time too +late to have a value beyond the speculative. +Mr. Croker left the garments of his leadership +behind him and eighteen of the 'leaders' appropriated +them with a plot. They caught +their chief in bathing and they stole his clothes.</p> + +<p>"Mr. Croker was home ten days before he +missed his leadership, and even then he was +made aware of its spoliation only by beholding +it in the hands of the cabal. Mr. Croker meant +Mr. Nixon for the mayoralty; but the plotting +eighteen, intriguing with Brooklyn blocked +the way with Mr. Coler. The coalition was +too strong for Mr. Croker to force, and the +logic of that same word pressed to a conflict +meant his destruction in the city convention.</p> + +<p>"'When the lion's skin is too short,' said Lysander, +'we piece it out with the fox's,' and +while the Greeks thought this sentiment unbecoming +a descendant of Hercules, they +were fain to acquiesce in its practice when +met by a peril too strong for their spears. +Mr. Croker remembered Lysander; and, being +thus hedged and hemmed about, sought +safety by nominating Mr. Shepard. There +need be no mistake; Mr. Shepard was not a +candidate, he was a refuge. And such a refuge +as is Scylla when one is threatened of Charybdis.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17"></a>"When Mr. Croker seized on Mr. Shepard, +he defeated the Coler plot, but made no +safety for his leadership. He succeeded +only in losing the latter in a fashion less harrowing +to his vanity, less obnoxious to his +self-respect. It was the old Roman at the +last, who, preferring suicide to capture, +throws himself on his own sword.</p> + +<p>"Study the situation as Mr. Croker studied it, +following the city convention; it will aid to +an understanding of what has happened +since, and tell the story of his lost leadership. +Following Mr. Shepard's nomination there +lived no Croker hope. With either Mr. +Shepard or Mr. Low elected, Tammany +would dwindle—as one now beholds it—to +be a third-rate influence. The autocracy of +Mr. Croker would disappear. At the best, he +might beg where he had once commanded, +with every prospect of being denied. Mr. +Croker, in alarm for his pride, decided that +his sole chance to quit with credit was to quit +at once, and on that thought he acted. Following +the naming of Mr. Shepard he treated +with the plotters and abandoned to them half +his dominion. It was they, and not Mr. Croker, +who determined the personnel of the late +county and borough tickets; one has but to remember +<a name="Page_18" id="Page_18"></a>the folk who were named, and recall +those who were not, to know that this is true. +But bad fortune overtook Mr. Croker and the +eighteen who then held him in partial thrall. +The city ticket of the one, and the county and +borough tickets of the others, were beaten."</p> + +<p>"They were, of a hopeful verity!" interrupted +Fatfloat. "They were beaten as flat as a +field of turnips! And it was in high good +time, too. Had Tammany retained the city, +before 1904 the outlaws would have stolen +everything but the back fence."</p> + +<p>"They did not keep the city, however," continued +Enfield, "and being defeated, Mr. +Croker developed with much speed an eagerness +for England. I do not blame him; +while outwardly respectful, the leading folk +of his circle were cheerless and cold, for to be +beaten is to be hated in Tammany Hall. +And so he made pretense of abdication and +Mr. Nixon appeared in his place. The sequel +of that ill-fortuned substitution is known.</p> + +<p>"Mr. Croker will continue still to hold what +Tammany territory he may. He has money +interests to protect. And yet, strive and +plot and battle as best he can, it is too late. +His day is over and his power lost. He will +<a name="Page_19" id="Page_19"></a>win such consideration and no more, as Mr. +Carroll and the others grant.</p> + +<p>"It is to be doubted if Mr. Croker realizes +how prone and dead he is. One knows when +one is wounded, but one knows not when one +is killed. Some near day, or some far day, +Mr. Croker will seek to return. Then, and +not until that time, will he comprehend the +palsy that has stricken his supremacy. Mr. +Croker will return only to be denied. And +that, too, will be as it should; for even a +Napoleon comes back but once to France."</p> + +<p class="figcenter" style="width: 33px;"> +<img src="images/004.png" width="33" height="27" alt="" title="" /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="No_Time_Like_To-Day" id="No_Time_Like_To-Day"></a><b>No Time Like To-Day</b></h2> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Old Time is still a-flying;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And this same flower that smiles to-day,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">To-morrow will be dying.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Then be not coy, but use your time,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">And while ye may, go marry;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For having lost but once your prime,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">You may forever tarry.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">—Robert Herrick.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20"></a></p> +<h2><a name="As_You_Like_It" id="As_You_Like_It"></a><b>As You Like It</b></h2> + + +<h3>Who Loves a Lord?</h3> + +<p>The London newspapers give +one the impression that a +number of English people will +attend the coronation ceremonies. +It is evident that the +editors of these newspapers do not read journals +which are printed in New York and other +American centers.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + + +<h3>Killing for Futurity</h3> + +<p>When Balmascheff, who shot +and killed M. Sipiaguine, +Russia's Minister of the Interior, +was asked if he had +accomplices he replied: "So +many that it is impossible to name them." +He also said that he nor they expected grace +or mercy; that he and they worked for those +who came after. Some will call this the +raving of an anarchist. But these know +nothing of the conditions against which +Balmascheff and his kind are warring. The +Balmascheffs would prefer to gain their ends +by peaceful means, but know from experience +that life is too short for success. They +<a name="Page_21" id="Page_21"></a>do not kill for love of killing, or the notoriety +that attaches to it, but that the lot of those +whose cause they champion may be made +merely endurable. Whenever the law is +wilfully and successfully disregarded that a +minority may be favored there will be found +a means by which this dereliction is brought +to the attention not only of the lawbreakers, +but of the world, and as the latter, in all its +divisions, contains lawbreakers who consider +themselves above or beyond the law the +punishment of one is usually followed by the +punishment of others, for lawbreakers of a +colossal type—like their executioners—think +in common and recognize no cleavage of +nationality. Balmascheff may not have killed +the system which was represented by M. +Sipiaguine, but he chopped away a limb. +Unless the trunk is replaced by one that better +befits the age it, too, will be chopped away.</p> + +<p>If this be an age of reason, as is claimed for it, +men who are furnished with a capacity to +think cannot be prevented from putting +their thoughts into execution. Though Balmascheff +was executed on Friday according to +biblical and Russian law, there are many Balmascheffs +in the world, and it is well for the +world that this is so.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22"></a>Mistake in Vocation</h3> + +<p>A woman writer who considers +herself a Realist says +in a story published recently: +"I found a letter in my mail +and read it as I prepared my +morning coffee." This is an impossible feat. +She may have prepared the coffee and then +read the letter, or read the letter and then +prepared the coffee, but she did not do both +simultaneously unless she were, not a realist, +but an acrobat.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + + +<h3>Foreign Devils Again</h3> + +<p>Among the many reforms +foisted upon China by the +Powers is a college. At the +head of this college is a Foreign +Devil and among its professors +are six Foreign Devils. The court of +last resort, however, is the Governor of Shantung, +who is a native of China. He, quite +recently, filled the Foreign Devils with indignation +because he expelled from the college +a student who refused to subscribe to +the teachings of Confucius, who was a wise +as well as a learned man. The Foreign +Devils transferred some of their indignation +to Mr. Conger, the United States Minister, +who "warned the Throne against infractions +<a name="Page_23" id="Page_23"></a>of the treaties in respect to the freedom of the +Chinese to practice Christianity." This warning +probably filled the Throne with even +more and hotter indignation than that which +seethed in the Foreign Devils. Why should +Mr. Conger not follow the custom of his own +country and permit every religion to take +care of itself? Here is a case in point. A +Mr. Noll applied for a license to preach and it +was denied to him by a Theological Seminary +of the Presbyterian brand because he refused +to believe in the personality of Adam. +He would not have carried his case to the +President even if he had not died. It has +been asserted by a Minister of another denomination +that Noll was murdered, not in +the orthodox way, but simply because he +was refused a license to preach. If the murder +theory be not untenable Noll was not of +the stuff of which martyrs are made, and as +all Preachers hold that they are made of this +stuff Noll conferred a favor upon the profession +by dying of consumption.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + + +<h3>Heaven or Hell</h3> + +<p>Even before Noll died a +number of Presbyterian +Preachers had announced +that they considered Adam, +Moses, Jonah and other personages +of Note in Bible literature as Myths. +<a name="Page_24" id="Page_24"></a>With rare exceptions, there is about as little +initiative in Professional Preachers as there is +in Professional Pugilists, and the last sect of +which one might have expected such iconoclastic +utterances is that which claims Calvin +and John Knox as its shining lights. I remember, +as a small boy, feeling sorry for a +chum because, as a Presbyterian, he did not +know and had no means of finding out whether +he had been born to go to Heaven or Hell, +and in those days both of those resorts were +spelled with capitals and pronounced with +awe. Had he been able by a most rigorous +observance of all the rules laid down by God +and Man to make certain of living in a future +state of beatitude I would have felt sorry for +him still, as he would be compelled, of necessity, +to miss many of the joys of this world; +still his future then—though in a hard and +grinding measure—would have lain in his +own hands. But whether he became a Pirate +or a Preacher was all one; he had been born +to go to Heaven or Hell and nothing that +he could do could enable him to change his +final destination. In later life he, evidently, +appreciated this, for he became a Stock-Broker, +after, as a Preacher, having broken +most of the Commandments and fractured +<a name="Page_25" id="Page_25"></a>the rest. Had the Dominie of the flock of +which he was a member expressed a doubt of +the existence, some years ago, of Adam, +Moses or Jonah, but particularly Adam, he +would have saved my friend from much +mental and some physical distress.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>Adam a Myth</h3> + +<p>When a hide-bound, moss-grown +bigot begets doubts +and then removes them, he is +like a bull in a china shop and +wants to break everything in +sight, not through an innate love of destruction, +but because he has lost his rope and is too +delirious to find the corral. This throwing +overboard of Adam so suddenly and without +any recently discovered evidence upon his personality +or lack of it, comes in the nature of a +shock. The act has been perpetrated after +the fashion of Captain Kidd in his worst days. +It shows a complete lack of even a faint acquaintance +with the small amenities that +help to smooth the ruts in social intercourse +to not only order a personage of Adam's standing +and reputation to "walk the plank," but +to push him off. Besides, it shows an utter +disregard for the feelings of that large body of +people who do not think, to wipe out, at one +<a name="Page_26" id="Page_26"></a>fell wipe, the whole scheme of creation without +substituting another. If there were no Adam +there could not have been a Garden of Eden +or an Eve. And what about the Apple and +the Serpent and a lot of other picturesque details? +Personally, I intend to stick to my +belief in Adam, not because I ever had a high +opinion of him, but because I have met a number +of men who remind me of him—men who +always throw the blame on the woman; also +because I have seen several spots that would +make an admirable Eden. Besides, there is +something in the story of what happened in +the Garden that rings true; not that all women +would adopt Eve's bold method, but much +may be forgiven a woman who had no mother +or maiden aunt to play duenna, and who lived +before either was fashionable, or, according to +the story, necessary.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + + +<h3>Hurrah for Noah</h3> + +<p>But these reverend gentlemen +must not go too far. One +may regret Adam, and his extinction +may start fissures in +many genealogical trees, but +to such of us as only "came over in the Mayflower," +or "with the Conqueror," his flop into +oblivion may entail no serious damage to +<a name="Page_27" id="Page_27"></a>existing rights. Upon Moses I always looked +as a person of doubtful parentage, and a +leader who, had he lived in recent centuries, +would have been sacrificed by his own men +within a month at most. His only title to +fame is that he kept the Jews for forty years +from appropriating anything but a desert +which nobody else wanted and was a blistering +hindrance to them. The story of Moses certainly +has weak spots. Too much is known +of the localities which he frequented. The +crossing of the Red Sea without even getting +his boots full of water seems too lurid an accomplishment +for a pedestrian who consumed +forty years in reaching the confines of an +ordinary desert. His disappearance will cause +but little clamor. Then there is Jonah. Those +who know the sea, or have a passing acquaintance +with fish, place no reliance upon +the Jonah-whale story. Jonah will not be +missed greatly. But I must insist upon the +preservation of Noah. In him are we all—no +creed nor color barred—indebted for our +first striking and imperfect impressions of the +animal kingdom. No liar could have invented +the story of the flood. It is of too wholesale +a character for pure invention, and the +few details which accompany it wear an air of +<a name="Page_28" id="Page_28"></a>truth. Unless it were founded upon fact, +could manufacturers all over the world have +been induced to strengthen it and put money +in their purse by turning out, annually, not +millions but trillions of Noah's arks? Once +shake the belief of childhood in the stability +of Noah and ruin will fall upon a great industry, +for machinery which will turn out a +never-ending stream of Noah's arks could not +be driven to turn out anything else. There +is nothing to take the place of Noah's ark, as +there is no one to take the place of Noah. In +other lines trade may follow the flag, but in +the Noah's ark industry it follows a belief in +Noah and is known to every flag that has ever +waved, paying allegiance to no particular +banner. Before these fatiguing divines drive +even a tack into Noah's coffin, let them provide +us with a personage of equal interest and +influence. If they are not permitted to move +further in their scheme of destruction until +they do this, Noah is safe. They can only try +to kill; they cannot create.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + + +<h3>Callow Judgment</h3> + +<p>Mr. William M. Thomas, +United States Minister to +Sweden, called upon the President +lately and made him +a present of several Swedish razors. +<a name="Page_29" id="Page_29"></a>A Washington correspondent at once telegraphed +to his newspaper in New York: +"He selected the razors himself and is a fine +judge of them though he does not use a +razor." If the person who sent this important +dispatch wanted to secure an Old +Master he, doubtless, would hire a canal +boatman to pass judgment upon the painting +before he put his money down.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + + +<h3>Champagne and "Champagne"</h3> + +<p>It is customary for Americans +to think that they get +the best of everything. +There are Americans who +<i>do</i> get the best of everything, +but this is because they know what is +best and are able and willing to pay for it. +But where hoi polloi thinks that it gets the +best of everything it is mistaken. Take +champagne, for instance. "A large bottle on +the ice" is a common order in New York. To +the waiter it means a bottle of champagne. +He may or may not ask if any particular +brand is required: that depends upon the +quality of the hostelry in which he is employed; +also upon the quality of the customer. The +"large bottle" is forthcoming. It contains a +label on which is printed the maker's name.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30"></a>The cork which comes out of the bottle is, +generally, much larger than the neck into +which it has been forced. It is seldom that +one hears a buyer ask to see the cork. The +average buyer of champagne would not understand +the cork's story. He is accustomed to +large and bulging corks and if he were to see +an attenuated specimen, of dark complexion +and as hard as a piece of vulcanized rubber +he would look at it with great suspicion and, +doubtless, refuse the wine. But an experienced +waiter will know his man and will bring +him the sort of "large bottle" to which he has +been accustomed, though it will not be champagne +that a wine drinker would care to swallow. +Champagne of the "large bottle" variety +is drunk to a larger extent in the United States +than anywhere else; in fact one would not be +far wrong in saying that it is manufactured +for the American market. Generally, the best +champagne is made for England and Russia. +The people of those countries who drink champagne +have made at least a cursory study of it +and are able, at a moment's notice, to name +the best vintages of the last twenty-five or +thirty years. There are Americans who can +do this, too, but they are not of the "large +bottle" or "cold bottle" variety. The latter +are the people who account for the fact that +much more "champagne" is consumed than +is furnished by the vineyards of France.</p> + +<p class="citation"> +THOMAS B. FIELDERS. +</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31"></a></p> +<h2><a name="Drift_of_the_Day" id="Drift_of_the_Day"></a><b>Drift of the Day</b></h2> + + +<p>From my station here on the housetop +my gaze wanders out over acres +of roofs—the leaded coverings of +hotels, apartment-houses, and office +buildings. They rear themselves beneath +and around me as the lesser +peaks of the Himalayas seen from Mount Everest. +My eyes ache with the diversity of their +shapes, the eccentricity of their styles, the irregularity +of their altitudes. No man viewing +them can continue blind to the independence of +the American citizen, to the ostentation of his +right of personal selection, to his individual +caprice. They stand, a brick-and-iron commentary +upon the competing ambitions of two +generations of townsmen.</p> + +<p>A hulking, twenty-story modernity stands +side by side with a dwarfish, Dutch anachronism, +but neither possesses any right of precedence +over the other. They are equal in the +eyes of the proletary. Classic and nondescript, +marble and brick, granite and iron, +unite to form the most heterogeneous collection +of fashions the earth's surface anywhere +<a name="Page_32" id="Page_32"></a>exhibits. Even Milton's blind eyes pictured +nothing so fantastic as this architectural chaos +of Manhattan, so hopeless of eventual order. +And yet are there not lacking signs that the +quaint pot-pourri of whimsicalities will one +day coalesce into a well-defined, artistic composition, +a twentieth century City Beautiful. +God grant its attainment be not unduly protracted!</p> + +<p>But it is with the insides of this vast confusion +of buildings I am presently concerned. As +the buildings are, so are the inhabitants—little +and big, tall and short, honestly constructed +and jerry built, old fashioned and up to +date, aping the fashions of a dozen civilizations. +In any one of these great structures +will be found the representatives of a dozen +nations, born to a dozen tongues, yet all conversing +in a common English, covering their +motley nationalities with a common Americanism, +united in their loyalty to the Republic. +In the diversity of its constituents lies +the strength of the American nation.</p> + +<p>No European section of the American community +sufficiently preponderates over its fellows +to affect the national sympathy toward +foreign Powers. Irish counteracts English +opinion; German sonship is balanced by the +<a name="Page_33" id="Page_33"></a>filial sentiment of the Latin races—the Slavs +and the Russian Jews have no European predilections. +Consequently, American foreign +policy is dictated by Americans for the benefit +of Americans, without reference to the warring +interests in Europe or in Asia. The men who +lead in the United States are men who, for +the most part, have not voyaged beyond the +confines of the United States. All of their +attention upon affairs of State is cast inward +upon their own land, is absolutely self-centred. +The resultant national policy is the most selfish, +but the most formidable in the world of +nations.</p> + +<p>American and Briton are alike co-heirs to the +common Anglo-Saxon heritage, but they are +brothers who differ as materially in temperament +as in ambition and in creed. The Briton +is daily becoming more cosmopolitan, his outlook +more world-wide. The shadow of the +village pump has departed from his statecraft, +and his political horizon girdles the earth. +But the American remains intensely introspective, +suspicious of foreign influence, interested +solely in his world of the Western +Hemisphere.</p> + +<p>In Britain are Little Englanders who dread +every step the nation makes in outward <a name="Page_34" id="Page_34"></a>expansion, +but there are here no Little Americanders. +The Little Englanders doubt the nation's +power to hold the nation's possessions. +Here, in the United States, are men who question +the advisability of penetrating into world +politics, but no man among them has doubt +of the nation's power to keep whatever territory +the Star Spangled Banner once has +floated over. They are merely jealous, jealous +of the absolute isolation of their commonwealth, +quick to resent any remotest possibility +of interference with it.</p> + +<p>In every American's ears rings the music of +assured success, the certainty of a rich inheritance +laid up for him and his children's children +in the internal resources of his country. +In many an Englishman's ears sound only the +doleful croakings of the prophets, the sinister +rumblings of approaching doom. Though his +pessimism be in great part born of his climate, +it has had a very real effect upon his statecraft. +It has driven him outward to find hope +and sunshine abroad, in his colonies, and in +India. It has made of the race a nation of expansionists, +reaping where they have not sown, +gathering where they have not strawed.</p> + +<p>It is otherwise here with us under a sky that +would make of Job an optimist. All around +<a name="Page_35" id="Page_35"></a>are light and color, the evidences of life and +hope. Here the whites are white, and not a +dirty drab. The streets glisten clean in the +sunlight, and every window is a reflector of +glad promise. In London, choked with fog, +and grimy with soot-dust, the Englishman cannot +see the future for smoke, cannot extract a +gleam of hope from the sodden, mud-soaked +thoroughfares. To be sanguine here on my +housetop is to be natural and in harmony with +my surroundings. To be hilarious in the +Strand is to be unnatural, to court detention +in a police cell or a lunatic asylum. There is +a wide gulf separating Sandy Hook from Land's +End, but a still wider between Pennsylvania +Avenue and the Westminster Bridge Road.</p> + +<p>And so those who have dreamed of Anglo-American +alliances awake to find themselves +deceived by the very intensity of their desires. +The bloodship between the nations is itself the +surest deterrent of alliance. Just as in the +Church marriage between nigh kinsmen is +forbidden, so political marriage between the +British and American nations can never be. +The United States is possessed of a single idea—the +consolidation and enrichment of the +United States. No interest is permitted to +clash with that paramount national ambition.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36"></a>To that end all share in the pomp and vanities +of the world is sacrificed; her ambassadors +tolerated, not supported; her Secretary +of State snubbed; her President jealously +watched in all his exchanges of courtesy with +foreign Powers. United States citizens may +be maltreated and murdered in Bulgaria or in +China, the United States will not go to war +on their behalf. Her mission is confined to +the Western Hemisphere, and over its borders +no insult, no cajolery will avail to tempt her. +Within her own sphere her temper is quick, +and her arm strong to avenge. Across the +ocean she is long suffering and slow to anger.</p> + +<p>Down here at my feet the American is engaged +in his nation-building somewhat less satisfactorily +than out in the wide world beyond. +A nation compounded of a dozen alien races +may unite on matters of foreign policy, but +in that is no warranty of harmony at home. +Domestic strife is as bitter here as in Germany +or Britain or France. I watch from my +housetop men marching in processions of protest; +I read of strikes; I hear of an infinity +of rude wranglings, of senators battling on the +floor of the forum, of disputes in the sacred +halls of Tammany. Not yet has the Irish +lamb lain down with the Virginian lion.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37"></a>It were strange were it otherwise in a land +where the city man has destroyed the home. +The American has shown no great genius for +the domestic virtues. He has hauled down the +homes of his ancestors, has builded in their stead +vast apartment-houses and tenement buildings—steam-heated +Towers of Babel. Into +each of these he has packed the population of +a European market-town, has left the children +to grow up on the roofs and staircases, the +babies to find a blessed release through rickety +fire-escapes. When a fit of reform has touched +him, he has stirred up the garbage of the Tenderloin +and the Red Light District, has spread +it broadcast over his cities to poison his wife +and his daughter.</p> + +<p>No, the American has still much to learn of +domestic politics. Let him sit with me here +any night on my housetop and he will see the +sad effects of sectarian reform and newspaper +hysteria. He will see the creatures of the +Tenderloin at home on Broadway and Fifth +Avenue where, twelve months ago, their presence +was unknown. He will see the policeman +on the beat neglect the broken lock of +my house door that haply he may learn +something of the doings of his fellow constable. +He will see a whole civil service +<a name="Page_38" id="Page_38"></a>turned into a bureau of information, a department +of espionage. He will see the entire +machinery of city government made ineffectual +in the sacred name of Reform.</p> + +<p>It was an American who made immortal the +simple phrase: "There's no place like home." +Verily, one must take a long day's journey +from New York ere he discover a place in +any essential comparable with the home of our +childhood's prattle, the home with its mother +and its mother love, its rosy boys and its sweet +faced lasses. That home has been handed +over to the house-breakers, to make way for +modern buildings, for improvements on the +surroundings that made our mothers and our +wives.</p> + +<p>Sitting here on the housetop, one wonders if +those residential skyscrapers are indeed +rooted in the foul pit of Acheron. If built in +the proportions of the iceberg, they must reach +well into the bowels of Tophet and thence derive +the evil that is in them.</p> + +<p class="citation">ROGER SKIRVING.<br /><br /><br /> +</p> + +<p class="figcenter" style="width: 352px;"> +<img src="images/003.png" width="352" height="53" alt="" title="" /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39"></a></p> +<h2><a name="Lady_Bettys_Comment" id="Lady_Bettys_Comment"></a><b>Lady Betty's Comment</b></h2> + + +<p>In opposition to the familiar precept +of a patriot touching the price and +preciousness of liberty, femininity, +scorning to be free, exults in shackles. +We hesitate over our own taste, and +turn rather to the crowning of some +courageous male, with a liking and a talent +for notoriety. The duties of this gentleman +being irksome and his reward being +ridicule, it is perhaps amazing that we stand +in no nearer danger of lacking a leader for +want of aspirants than does the nation of +begging for a President. Once guided by a +master mind the most exotic may come frankly +forth to meet and struggle with the daily +weariness of dinner giving and dinner eating: +may look towards a triumphant overthrow of +those problems on what forks to use, what +jewels to adopt, what mannerisms to affect +and what fads to uplift. As our persons are +no more sacred than our habits we feel that +our vanity is never safe; and our present +despot, who owns a Turkish taste in femininity, +and insists on the fashionableness of +fat, unhappy is the woman who, like Mrs. +Spottletoe of Chuzzlewit fame, is lean and +dry and errs on the side of slimness.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>The dawn of the racing season alters +the bucolic character of the roads leading +to Morris Park and makes them gay +<a name="Page_40" id="Page_40"></a>and noisy thoroughfares—conglomerations of +smart traps and rainbow frocks. The drive +to and from the track is the jolliest feature +of a programme that—as is not uncommonly +the case where the mighty are involved—smacks +not a little of sameness. The inevitable +lunch at the club house is occasionally +enlivened by a friendly tiff over the possession +of a piazza table where is offered a +view of the course combined with the comforts +of repletion, and is, in consequence, +considered a vantage point of desirability. +We meet the same people, and we eat of the +same dishes disguised in the same service, +that daily play the routine of our fashion; +for, as Thackeray says of his British, wherever +we may go, we carry with us our pills and +our prejudices. And there be times, too, +when we almost echo those cravings of poor +Becky Sharp who, having attained the summits +of society, cries in the desperation of +her ennui: "Oh, how much gayer it would +be to dance in spangles in a booth!"</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>That enterprising bachelor, Mr. James +Henry Smith, evinces a nice taste in +matters feminine. His much-to-be-desired +box seat is not infrequently embellished +by the presence of Mrs. Cornelius Vanderbilt, +who this year shows a preference for the varying +shades of Quaker gray, and was recently +admired in a cloth of that color made with a +plain skirt and a blousing coat with bishop +sleeves. Mrs. Alfred likewise leans modestly +<a name="Page_41" id="Page_41"></a>towards the dove and is shown at her best in a +soft pale frock trimmed with passementerie +of the same shade and topped by a large hat +of black chip tipped well towards the right +side. Mrs. Alfred is young enough to ignore +the ravages of a possible embonpoint, but +there be other matrons who hang so uncertainly +about that borderland of beauty that +they somehow manage to convey the hint +that only by an unwinking watchfulness do +they succeed in foiling the onslaughts of his +ogreship of avoirdupois. In their eye lurks +terror and in their lines one spells their secret +of rebellious hunger; of Delsarte, gymnastics +and massage. Sometimes the matron is an +improvement on the maid. But this is not +always true. For those who turn coarse and +harsh with years, we recommend Christian +Science and a less flexible self-denial.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>We find it difficult to understand that +lack of sense and taste which led to +the recent criticisms of Mr. Jefferson's +oratory on the Actor's Home occasion. Mr. +Jefferson, happening by mistake to pass over +one of the many names of benefactors, and, +presto! there were a dozen listeners, malice-prompted, +eager to ascribe to this falter of an +old man's memory every meager and jealous +motive. An intricate and, of a necessity, a +somewhat didactic argument, delivered in +the open air, does not become the simplest of +tasks in the hands of an old gentleman who +has turned his back upon the fourscore mark. +<a name="Page_42" id="Page_42"></a>He was brave and he was most obliging to undertake +a speech of any character, and now +his payment seems to be in the customary +false, ill-natured coin.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>It is said that the late Ward McAllister +shrank with peculiar distaste from the vulgarity +of divorce. If so he is to be congratulated +on passing away before the publication +of his niece's domestic misfits. Mrs. Young +is appallingly frank concerning her wrongs and +the suit threatens to be spicy; although so +far, the name of the actress corespondent +has not been given to the press. It was good +of Mr. McAllister to attempt that separation +of wheat from chaff which at one time rendered +his verdicts of such dread power among +social aspirants; it may be the irony of +mockery that to-day his family are conspicuous +upon only two points. One relative +goes clamorously into the divorce court +while another wins celebration by the showy +style of a bodice.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>The gossip who predicted that the wife of +the French ambassador would decline to +be received by the Countess Cassini must +content herself as best she may with the development +of some lesser scandal, for certainly +this last effort has met refutation. Mme. +Cambon dined at the Russian embassy like +the diplomatic woman that she is.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43"></a>The visit of Miss Roosevelt to Cuba is +said to have been more or less of a failure +speaking from a Latin standpoint. Miss +Roosevelt did not "take" with the Cuban element. +She is uncompromisingly Anglo-Saxon +and lacks that pliability which would endear +her to the children of another race. Cuban +women excel in charm of mannerism and +in their eyes Miss Roosevelt appears unpolished +and uncut. We may like her better +as she is, but it is safe to say that had she +but a few added years of experience there +would have been a more gracious outcome +to her trip. Miss Roosevelt Scovel was recently +dining at Sherry's. She wore an exquisite +white frock but is not herself a pretty +girl though her grace uplifts somewhat her +mediocrity of appearance.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>It is the province of brides to be as bedecked +as circumstances permit. Why then does +Mrs. Depew automobile about Washington +in a miserable machine that most people +would refuse to be seen in? Is it humility? +It is not gallant in Chauncey to permit the +lady to appear in such an antiquated rattletrap. +In appearance she is a plain woman; +sensible, gracious and nice. Her position +is a trying one which she supports with tact. +So far she has been guilty of no error of taste +and her manner with her husband is pleasant +without bearing a trace of that silliness +which the Senator's great age encouraged +Washington to expect. No one has yet<a name="Page_44" id="Page_44"></a> enjoyed +any spiteful fun at Mrs. Depew's expense +though many were on the <i>qui vive</i> +for entertainment.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Idlehours has been duly garnished for +the return of the master, who loves this +home better than the gray pile which +represents the best architectural type on +Fifth Avenue. Mr. Vanderbilt is modestly +conscious of the prestige wrested from Fournier, +and is a cheering illustration of the +soundness of open-air enjoyment.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>How often have we read of the monthly +ten thousand dollars which our ambassador +will lavish upon Brook House! +In justice to Mr. Reid it must be owned that he +is simplicity itself, and by no one is it supposed +that either he or Mrs. Reid have part +in the publication of these details. He +showed wisdom in a preference for his own +household over the proffered royal quarters +which would have been assigned him. He is +chosen for his fitness, but were he the veriest +clod the dignity of his position would still +carry with it a sufficient measure of respect. +Our desire to embellish its importance is absurd, +and the hysteria of the dailies is calculated +to place a dignified gentleman in a +ridiculous light. Mrs. Reid's name and cultivation +will doubtless enable her to support +a monotonous role with grace; but, in consideration +of British proficiency in matters +<a name="Page_45" id="Page_45"></a>ceremonial, their money will not be called +upon to add a jot to the dignity of their reception. +Their early departure has not +prevented the opening of their country place, +Ophir Hall, in the vicinity of White Plains, +while their neighbor, Colonel Astor, has long +been established at Ferncliffe.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Miss Nannie Leiter, of studious +renown, is visiting Chicago in the +company of her father. Mamma +Leiter plans a garden party in compliment +to Ambassador and Madame Cambon, while +brother Joseph courts fame from the arena of +Buffalo Bill; but for a clear space of a day or +two we have learned naught of Daisy of the +violet orbs. They are the loveliest eyes in +Washington, by contrast with which the commoner +grays and blues appeal to the enamoured +diplomats but as so many soulless +pebbles.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>From London wafts the rumor that +Alexandra, pleading a dread of copy-designing +peeresses, guards with jealous +vigilance the secret of her coronation crown, +and gossip adds that she fears to have it +duplicated by some enterprising American. +It is doubtful if the peculiar humor of the +British populace would allow of a full appreciation +of this joke. Years and etiquette +combined have led her Majesty to the thraldom +of the rouge and enamel pot. Like the +sensible woman that she is she attempts no +<a name="Page_46" id="Page_46"></a>concealment of the fact that she protects +herself from becoming hideous by the employment +of three maids whose duty it is to +successively undertake the embellishment of +the royal countenance. By means of this +relief no one of these women loses her delicacy +of eye and touch, and Alexandra blooms +with the rosy softness of a girl.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>The papers seem to be woefully wrought +up over the financial rating of Mr. Harry +Lehr. Whether he is or whether he is +not a wine boomer would not ordinarily be a +query of agitating importance. Nor yet is the +exact proportion of his yearly salary of national +interest. No one ever accused this agile +gentleman of setting up for a millionaire +while his ingenuousness touching his wife's +property is disconcerting in its frankness.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Now that Tom Reed is settled in New +York one wonders somewhat that one +hears so little of his family. They are +to be congratulated on their breeding, for with +his prominence to back them they would find +notoriety an easy plum. A gentleman called +at Mr. Reed's office a day or two ago to ask +for an autograph letter on the plea that he +had in his possession one of each of the +speakers, and wound up his request with +the half joking query of "You are a great +man, are you not, Mr. Reed?" "No," said +the rotund Tom in his big-voiced drawl, +"No, but I am a good man."</p> + +<p class="citation">BETTY STAIR. +</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47"></a></p> +<h2><a name="The_Play" id="The_Play"></a><b>The Play</b></h2> + + +<p>If it be true that the future is revealed +in the past, then should there be +something in the dramatic season +which is dead to indicate the character +of the season not yet born. By +the straws of public approval is the +course of the dramatic current determined +by those master mariners of the stage, the +managers of theatres. The late season has +left no great store of such buoys to mark the +fair channel to success. Of such as there are, +the purport is not altogether convincing.</p> + +<p>To record that "Du Barry" and "Beauty and +the Beast" are notable successes is but to record +that the public, as ever, is attracted by +display of rich vestments and spectacular +effect. Such straws indicate nothing more +than that a Circus or a Wild West Show will +seduce to Madison Square Garden an audience +that would fill a theatre for a month.</p> + +<p>Mr. Hawtrey's triumph at the Garrick Theatre +is as little of a guide to popular opinion as was +Anna Held's or Weber and Fields'. No +<a name="Page_48" id="Page_48"></a>manager in his senses would suggest that because +Mr. Hawtrey succeeded with "A Message +from Mars," the public are prepared to +support a series of like Christmas ghost +stories. It was the novelty that took, and the +personality of a refreshingly non-American +actor.</p> + +<p>For myself I would seek the trend of public +opinion in a very different group of plays; in +a batch that did not chronicle one single great +success, but each of which received a fair meed +of popular support. I refer to such plays as +"The Second Mrs. Tanqueray," "A Modern +Magdalen," and "Tess of the D'Urbervilles." +In such plays lies the modern tragedy. They +are addressed to the times, actual, intelligible.</p> + +<p>But such as held the New York stage in the +past season were timorously constructed, +bowdlerized by stage managers and, for the +most part, poorly acted. Two of the three +I have indicated are plays many seasons old. +The greatest of these is "The Second Mrs. +Tanqueray," interpreted for us by the greatest +actress who ever essayed the part. It +indicated a development I believe to be still +in its infancy—a development that was arrested +before it had been weaned from its first timid +suckling.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49"></a>The public does not desire the problem play. +It demands a play that will end with a curtain +definite, convincing. But in the problem +plays of the past it finds the material it fain +would see applied to a bolder, unequivocal +purpose. In the eight years that have elapsed +since the production of Pinero's "Tanqueray," +the public's stomach has been strengthened. +It is able to digest tragedies in drawing +rooms. It no longer requires peptonized +drama. The playgoer no longer demands +whatever of primal passion is presented to him +to be dressed in doublet and hose. He can +accept plain truths in the speech of the day, +villains and heroines in the costume of the +clubs and Fifth Avenue.</p> + +<p>The great play of the future must be a play of +the times, must deal with the real things of +life, must balk at no expression of modern tendencies, +must reveal the skeleton in the twentieth +century cupboard.</p> + +<p>The days of the historical romance are happily +ended. Such milk and water diet is food not +fit for men. The new dramatist must provide +us with strong meat, properly served by players +of intelligence and insight, if dramatic art +is to be rescued from the slough into which it +has so miserably sunk. The question is: Can +<a name="Page_50" id="Page_50"></a>America produce a writer of sufficient originality, +a manager of sufficient courage, an actor +of sufficient understanding to give the public +what it asks?</p> + +<p>If such there be, their names are not Clyde +Fitch or David Belasco, Charles Frohman or +Daniel Frohman, Richard Mansfield or Amelia +Bingham.</p> + +<p class="citation">JAQUES.<br /><br /> +</p> + +<p class="figcenter" style="width: 31px;"> +<img src="images/006.png" width="31" height="28" alt="" title="" /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<h2><a name="Artistic_Disarray" id="Artistic_Disarray"></a>Artistic Disarray</h2> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">A sweet disorder in the dress<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Kindles in clothes a wantonness;—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A lawn about the shoulders thrown<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Into a fine distraction—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">An erring lace which here and there<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Enthrals the crimson stomacher,—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A cuff neglectful, and thereby<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ribbands to flow confusedly,—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A winning wave deserving note,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In the tempestuous petticoat,—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A careless shoe-string, in whose tie<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I see a wild civility,—<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Do more bewitch me, than when art<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Is too precise in every part.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i10">—Robert Herrick.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51"></a></p> +<h2><a name="Tavern_Series" id="Tavern_Series"></a>Tavern Series</h2> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="That_Smuggled_Silk" id="That_Smuggled_Silk"></a>That Smuggled Silk</h2> + +<p class="center">By THE OLD LOBBYIST</p> + + +<p>Should your curiosity invite it, and +the more since I promised you the +story, we will now, my children, go +about the telling of that one operation +in underground silk. It is not +calculated to foster the pride of an +old man to plunge into a relation of dubious +doings of his youth. And yet, as I look backward +on that one bit of smuggling of which I +was guilty, so far as motive was involved, I exonerate +myself. I looked on the government, +because of the South's conquest by the North, +and that later ruin of myself through the +machinations of the Revenue office, as both +a political and a personal foe. And I felt, +not alone morally free, but was impelled besides +in what I deemed a spirit of justice to +myself, to wage war against it as best I might. +It was on such argument, where the chance +proffered, that I sought wealth as a smuggler. +I would deplete the government—forage, as +it were, on the enemy—thereby to fatten my +purse. Of course, as my hair has whitened +with the sifting frosts of years, I confess that +my sophistries of smuggling seem less and +less plausible, while smuggling itself loses +whatever of romantic glamour it may have +<a name="Page_52" id="Page_52"></a>been invested with or what little color of respect +to which it might seem able to lay claim.</p> + +<p>This tale shall be told in simplest periods. +That is as should be; for expression should +ever be meek and subjugated when one's +story is the mere story of a cheat. There is +scant room in such recital for heroic phrase. +Smuggling, and paint it with what genius one +may, can be nothing save a skulking, hiding, +fear-eaten trade. There is nothing about it +of bravery or dash. How therefore, and +avoid laughter, may one wax stately in any +telling of its ignoble details?</p> + +<p>When, following my unfortunate crash in tobacco, +I had cleared away the last fragment +of the confusion that reigned in my affairs, I +was driven to give my nerves a respite and +seek a rest. For three months I had been +under severest stress. When the funeral was +done—for funeral it seemed to me—and my +tobacco enterprise and those hopes it had so +flattered were forever laid at rest, my nerves +sank exhausted and my brain was in a whirl. +I could neither think with clearness nor plan +with accuracy. Moreover, I was prey to +that depression and lack of confidence in myself, +which come inevitably as the corollary +of utter weariness.</p> + +<p>Aware of this personal condition, I put aside +thought of any present formulation of a future. +I would rest, recover poise, and win +back that optimism that belongs with health +and youth. This was wisdom; I was jaded +beyond belief; and fatigue means dejection, +and dejection spells pessimism, and pessimism +<a name="Page_53" id="Page_53"></a>is never sagacious nor excellent in any of its +programmes.</p> + +<p>For that rawness of the nerves I speak of, +many apply themselves to drink; some rush +to drugs; for myself, I take to music. It +was midwinter, and grand opera was here. +This was fortunate. I buried myself in a +box, and opened my very pores to those +nerve-healthful harmonies. In a week thereafter +I might call myself recovered. My +soul was cool, my eye bright, my mind clear +and sensibly elate. Life and its promises +seemed mightily refreshed.</p> + +<p>No one has ever called me superstitious, and +yet to begin my course-charting for a new +career, I harked back to the old Astor House. +It was there that brilliant thought of tobacco +overtook me two years before. Perhaps an +inspiration was to dwell in an environment. +Again I registered, and finding it tenantless, +took over again my old room.</p> + +<p>Still I cannot say, and it is to that hostelry's +credit, that my domicile at the Astor aided +me to my smuggling resolves. Those last +had growth somewhat in this fashion: I had +dawdled for two hours over coffee in the cafe—the +room and the employment which had +one-time brought me fortune—but was incapable +of any thought of value. I could +decide on nothing good. Indeed, I did +naught save mentally curse those Washington +revenue miscreants who, failing of blackmail, +had destroyed me for revenge.</p> + +<p>Whatever comfort may lurk in curses, at +least they carry no money profit; so after a +<a name="Page_54" id="Page_54"></a>fruitless session over coffee and maledictions, +I arose, and as a calmative, walked down +Broadway. At Trinity churchyard, the gates +being open, I turned in and began ramblingly +to twine and twist among the graves. There +I encountered a garrulous old man who, for +his own pleasure, evidently, devoted himself +to my information. He pointed out the grave +of Fulton, he of the steamboats; then I was +shown the tomb of that Lawrence who would +"never give up the ship"; from there I was +carried to the last low bed of the love-wrecked +beautiful Charlotte Temple.</p> + +<p>My eye at last, by the alluring voice and +finger of the old guide, was drawn to a spot +under the tower where sleeps the Lady Cornbury, +dead now as I tell this, hardly two +hundred years. Also I was told of that Lord +Cornbury, her husband, once governor of +the colony for his relative, Queen Anne; and +how he became so much more efficient as a +smuggler and a customs cheat, than ever he +was as an executive, that he lost in 1708 his +high employment.</p> + +<p>Because I had nothing more worthy to occupy +my leisure, I listened—somewhat listlessly, +I promise you, for after all I was +thinking of the future not the past, and considering +of the living rather than those old +dead folk, obscure, forgotten in their slim +graves—I listened, I say, wordlessly to my +gray historian; and somehow, after I was +free of him, the one thing that remained alive +in my memory was the smuggling story of +our Viscount Cornbury.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55"></a>Among those few acquaintances I had formed +during my brief prosperity, was one with a +gentleman named Harris, who had owned +apartments under mine on Twenty-second +Street. Harris was elegant, educated, traveled, +and apparently well-to-do in riches. +Busy with my own mounting fortunes, the +questions of who Harris was? and what he +did? and how he lived? never rapped at the +door of my curiosity for reply. One night, +however, as we sat over a late and by no +means a first bottle of wine, Harris himself +informed me that he was employed in smuggling; +had a partner-accomplice in the Customs +House, and perfect arrangements aboard +a certain ship. By these last double advantages, +he came aboard with twenty trunks, +if he so pleased, without risking anything +from the inquisitiveness or loquacity of the +officers of the ship; and later debarked at +New York with the certainty of going scatheless +through the customs as rapidly as his Inspector +partner could chalk scrawlingly +"O.K." upon his sundry pieces of baggage.</p> + +<p>Coming from Old Trinity, still mooting Cornbury +and his smugglings, my thoughts turned +to Harris. Also, for the earliest time, I began +to consider within myself whether smuggling +was not a field of business wherein a +pushing man might grow and reap a harvest. +The idea came to me to turn "free-trader." +The government had destroyed me; I would +make reprisal. I would give my hand to +smuggling and spoil the Egyptian.</p> + +<p>At once I sought Harris and over a glass of +<a name="Page_56" id="Page_56"></a>Burgundy—ever a favorite wine with me—we +struck agreement. As a finale, we each +put in fifteen thousand dollars and with the +whole sum of thirty thousand dollars Harris +pushed forth for Europe while I remained +behind. Harris visited Lyons; and our complete +investment was in a choicest sort of +Lyons silk. The rich fabrics were packed +in a dozen trunks—not all alike, these trunks, +but differing, one from another, so as to prevent +the notion as they stood about the +wharf that there was aught of relationship +between them or that one man stood owner +of them all.</p> + +<p>It is not needed to tell of my partner's voyage +of return. It was without event and one may +safely abandon it, leaving its relation to +Harris himself, if he be yet alive and should +the spirit him so move. It is enough for +the present purpose that in due time the +trunks holding our precious silk-bolts, with +Harris as their convoy, arrived safe in New +York. I had been looking for the boat's +coming and was waiting eagerly on the wharf +as her lines and her stagings were run ashore. +Our partner, the Inspector, and who was to +enjoy a per cent of the profits of the speculation, +was named Lorns. He rapidly chalked +"O.K." with his name affixed to the end of +each several trunk, and it thereupon with +the balance of inspected baggage was promptly +piled upon the wharf.</p> + +<p>There had been a demand for drays, I remember, +and on this day when our silks +came in, I was able to procure but one. The +<a name="Page_57" id="Page_57"></a>ship did not dock until late in the afternoon, +and at eight o'clock of a dark, foggy April +evening, there still remained one of our +trunks—the largest of all, it was—on the +wharf. The dray had departed with the +second load for that concealing loft on Reade +Street which, in Harris' absence, I had taken +to be used as the depot of those smuggling +operations wherein we might become engaged. +I had made every move with caution; +I had never employed our real names, not +even with the drayman.</p> + +<p>As I was telling, the dray was engaged about +the second trip. This last large silk-trunk +was left behind perforce; pile it how one +might, there had been no safe room for it on +the already overloaded dray. The drayman +had promised to return and have it safely in +our loft that night.</p> + +<p>For myself, I was from first to last lounging +about the wharf, overseeing the going away +of our goods. Harris, so soon as I gave him +key and street-number had posted to Reade +Street to attend the silk's reception. Waiting +for the coming back of the conveying +dray was but a slow, dull business, and I was +impatiently, at the hour I've named, walking +up and down, casting an occasional glance at +the big last trunk where it stood on end, a bit +drawn out and separated from that common +mountain of baggage wherewith the wharf +was piled. One of the general inspectors, a +man I had never seen but whom I knew, by +virtue of his rank, to be superior to our chalk-wielding +coparcener, Lorns, also paced the +<a name="Page_58" id="Page_58"></a>wharf and appeared to bear me company in +a distant, non-communicative way. This +customs captain and myself, save for an under +inspector named Quin, had the dock to ourselves. +The boat was long in and most land +folk had gotten through their concern with +her and wended homeward long before. +There were, however, many passengers of +emigrant sort still held aboard the ship.</p> + +<p>As I marched up and down, Lorns came +ashore and pretended some business with his +superior officer. As he returned to the ship +and what duties he had still to perform there, +he made a slight signal to both myself and +his fellow inspector, Quin, to follow him. I +was well known to Lorns, having had several +talks with him, while Harris was abroad. +Quin I had never met; but it quickly appeared +that he was a confidant of Lorns, and +while without a money interest in our affairs +was ready to bear a helping hand should a +situation commence to pinch.</p> + +<p>Quin and I went severally and withal carelessly +aboard ship, and not at all as +though we were seeking Lorns. This was to +darken the chief, who was not in our secrets +and whom we both surmised to be the cause +of Lorns' signal.</p> + +<p>Once aboard, and gathered in a dark corner, +Lorns began at once:</p> + +<p>"Let me do the talking," said Lorns with a +nervous rapidity that at once enlisted the +ears of Quin and myself. "Don't interrupt, +but listen. The chief suspects that last +trunk. I can tell it by the way he acts. A +<a name="Page_59" id="Page_59"></a>bit later, when I come ashore, he'll ask to +have it opened. Should he do so, we're +gone; you and I." This last was to me. +Then to Quin: "Do you see that tall lean +Swiss, with the long boots and porcelain +pipe? He's in an ugly mood, doesn't speak +English, and within one minute after you +return to the wharf, he and I will be entangled +in a rough and tumble riot. I'll attend to +that. The row will be prodigious. The +chief will be sent for to settle the war, and +when he leaves the wharf, Quin, don't wait; +seize on that silk trunk and throw it into the +river. There's iron enough clamped about +the corners to sink it; besides, it's packed so +tightly it's as heavy as lead, and will go to +the bottom like an anvil. Then from the +pile pull down some trunk similar to it in +looks and stand it in its place. Give the +new trunk my mark, as the chief has already +read the name on the trunk. Go, Quin; I +rely on you."</p> + +<p>"You can trust me, my boy," retorted Quin +cheerfully, and turning on his heel, he was +back on the wharf in a moment, and apparently +busy about the pile of baggage.</p> + +<p>Suddenly there came a mighty uproar aboard +ship. Lorns and the Swiss, the latter already +irate over some trouble he had experienced, +were rolling about the deck in a +most violent scrimmage, the Swiss having +decidedly the worst of the trouble. The +chief rushed up the plank; Lorns and the +descendant of Tell and Winkelried, were +torn apart; and then a double din of explanation +<a name="Page_60" id="Page_60"></a>ensued. After ten minutes, the +chief was able to straighten out the difficulty—whatever +its pretended cause might be I +know not; for I held myself warily aloof, +not a little alarmed by what Lorns had communicated—and +repaired again to his station +upon the wharf. As he came down the plank, +Quin, who had not been a moment behind +him in going aboard to discover the reasons +of the riot, followed. Brief as was that moment, +however, during which Quin had lingered +behind, he had made the shift suggested +by Lorns; the silk trunk was under the river, +a strange trunk stood in its stead. As the +chief returned, he walked straight to this +suspected trunk and tipped it down with his +foot. Then to Quin:</p> + +<p>"Ask Lorns to step here."</p> + +<p>Quin went questing after Lorns; shortly +Lorns and Quin came back together. The +chief turned in a brisk, sharp, official way to +Lorns:</p> + +<p>"Did you inspect this trunk?"</p> + +<p>"I did," said Lorns, looking at the chalk +marks as if to make sure.</p> + +<p>"Open it!"</p> + +<p>No keys were procurable; the owners, Lorns +said, had long since left the docks. But +Lorns suggested that he get hammer and +cold chisel from the ship.</p> + +<p>The trunk was opened and found free and +innocent of aught contraband. The chief +wore a puzzled, dark look; he felt that he'd +been cheated, but he couldn't say how. +Therefore being wise, the chief gulped, said +<a name="Page_61" id="Page_61"></a>nothing, and as life is short and he had many +things to do, soon after left the docks and +went his way.</p> + +<p>"That was a squeak!" said Lorns when we +were at last free of the dangerous chief. +"Quin, I thank you."</p> + +<p>"That's all right," retorted Quin, with a grin; +"do as much for me some time."</p> + +<p>That night, with the aid of a river rat, our +trunk, jettisoned by the excellent Quin, was +fished up; and being tight as a drum, its +contents had come to little harm with their +sudden baptism. At last, our dozen silk +trunks—holding a treasure of thirty thousand +dollars and whereon we looked to clear a +heavy profit—were safe in the Reade Street +loft; and my hasty heart, which had been +beating at double speed since that almost +fatal interference, slowed to normal count.</p> + +<p>One might now suppose that our woes were +at an end, all danger over, and nothing to do +but dispose of our shimmering cargo to best +advantage. Harris and I were of that spirit-lifting +view; we began on the very next day +to feel about for customers.</p> + +<p>Harris, whose former smuggling exploits had +dealt solely with gems, knew as little of silk +as did I. Had either been expert we might +have foreseen a coming peril into whose +arms we in our blindness all but walked. +No, my children, our troubles were not yet +done. We had escaped the engulfing suck of +Charybdis, only to be darted upon by those +six grim mouths of her sister monster, Scylla, +over the way.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62"></a>Well do I recall that morning. I had seen +but two possible purchasers of silks when +Harris overtook me. His eye shone with +alarm. Lorns had run him down with the +news—however he himself discovered it, I +never knew—that another peril was yawning. +Harris hurried me to our Reade Street +lair and gave particulars.</p> + +<p>"It seems," said Harris, quite out of breath +with the speed we'd made in hunting cover, +"that A.T. Stewart is for America the sole +agent of these particular brands of silk which +we've brought in. Some one to whom we've +offered them has notified the Stewart company. +At this moment and as we sit here, +the detectives belonging to Stewart, and for +all I may guess, the whole Central Office as +well, are on our track. They want to discover +who has these silks; and how they +came in, since the customs records show no +such importations. And there's a dark characteristic +to these silks. Each bolt has its +peculiar, individual selvage. Each, with a +sample of its selvage, is registered at the +home looms. Could anyone get a snip of +a selvage he could return with it to Lyons, +learn from the manufacturers' book just +when it was woven, when sold, and to whom. +I can tell you one thing," observed Harris, as +he concluded his story, "we're in a bad corner."</p> + +<p>How the cold drops spangled my brows! I +began to wish with much heart that I'd never +met Harris; nor heard, that Trinity churchyard +<a name="Page_63" id="Page_63"></a>day, of Cornbury and his devious smuggling +methods of gathering wealth.</p> + +<p>There was one ray of hope; neither Harris +nor I had disclosed our names, nor the whereabouts +or quantity of the silks; and as each +had been dealing with folk with whom he'd +never before met, we were both as yet mysteries +unsolved. Nor were we ever solved. +Harris and I kept off the streets during daylight +hours for a full month. We were not +utterly idle; we unpleasantly employed ourselves +in trimming away that tell-tale selvage. +Preferring safety to profit, we put forth no +efforts to realize on our speculations for almost +a year. By that time the one day's +wonder of "Who's got A.T. Stewart's silks?" +had ceased to disturb the mercantile world +and the grand procession of dry goods interest +had passed on and over it. At last we crept +forth like felons—as of good sooth! we were—and +disposed of our mutilated silks to certain +good folk whose forefathers once ruled Palestine. +These beaky gentry liked bargains, +and were in nowise curious; they bought our +wares without lifting an eyebrow of inquiry, +and from them constructed—though with +that I had no concern—those long "circulars," +so called, which were the feminine joy +a third of a century gone. As to Harris and +myself; what with delays, what with expenses, +what with figures reduced to dispose +of our plunder, we got evenly out. We got +back our money; but for those fear-shaken +hours of two separate perils, we were never +paid.</p> + +<p><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64"></a>For myself, I smuggled no more. Still, I +did not relinquish my pious purpose to +despoil that public treasury Egyptian quoted +heretofore. Neither did I give up the Customs +as a rich theater of illicit endeavor. +Only my methods changed. I now decided +that I, myself, would become an Inspector, +like unto the useful Lorns, and make my +fortune from the opulent inside. I procured +the coveted appointment, for I could bring +power to bear, and some future day I'll tell +you of "The Emperor's Cigars."<br /><br /><br /></p> + +<p class="figcenter" style="width: 297px;"> +<img src="images/005.png" width="297" height="182" alt="" title="" /> +</p> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's The Onlooker, Volume 1, Part 2, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE ONLOOKER, VOLUME 1, PART 2 *** + +***** This file should be named 16680-h.htm or 16680-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/1/6/6/8/16680/ + +Produced by Bill Tozier, Barbara Tozier, Diane Monico, and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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