Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 28, Number 35, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 26 February 1898 — Page 6

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HOMES OF MAGAZINES

OFFICES OF HARPER'S, THE CENTURY AND SCWBNER'S CONTRASTED./'

Each Suggests the Periodical It House*. A Bonndine S«w Editor's Way of Doing Business—Something A bout .Drocb, the Literary Critic of Life.

(Special Correspondence.]

NEW YORK, Feb. 21.—There is qnite as much difference between the homes of the leading magazines as there is between the magazines themselves. And, curiously enough, there is something about the appearance of the editorial rooms and publication offices in almost every case that strongly suggests the periodical issued therefrom. Perhaps this is most marked with regard to The Century.

To begin with, its offices are far and away the handsomest of the lot. I have he&rd it said, indeed, that they are the finest publishers' headquarters in the world. It would be difficult to imagine a greater contrast than that which would be furnished by comparing them with the Harper editorial rooms. The arrangement, furnishings and fittings of the latter suggest nothing save the severest utility, but the impression first received by a caller at The Century office fs that be has entered a handsomely arranged, well stocked art gallery, not too ambitious, perhaps, but decidedly charming place.

This impression is produced by the scores of framed "original drawings, many of which are done in "wash" or "oils," while not a few glow with color, from which some of the most famous Century illustrations have been made during the lust ten years, that bang upon the artistically tinted walls. This art gallery effect is almost instantly effaced from the mind by the all per vasive though subdued and controlled air of business that is apparent in the publication office to which the visitor is first admitted.

The quarters of Richard Watson Gilder, tho literary soul of the institution, and Frank II. Scott, president and guiding spirit of the business end, are entirely unlike in appearance and furnishings, though not a whit more diverse than the men themselves. While Mr. Scott looks exactly what he is, a keen, progressive business man with a thorough understanding of the commercial side of the literary trade, Mr. Gilder often impresses the stranger as being almost shy and prone to hesitate over decisions. But this impression soon yields

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to the truer one tbat here is a man who knows exaotly what he wants and is quite capable of quickly finding out the shortest way to get it.

There is nothing suggestive of the art gallery about the offices of Scribner's Magazine, though it is far from being as Imro aud wholly utilitarian in appearance as (ha editorial rooms at Harpers'. Tho visitor's first impression ou entering the Scvibner editorial rooms perhaps is that here is a systematic office, a place where a great deal of work is got through with every day with little fues, a literary shop that is oonduoted with as much regard to the practical side of affairs as a bank or a great commercial establishment.

It should not be understood from this that there is lack of literary atmosphere about tho Soribner establishment nor that there is any laxness of business methods in dealing with contributors either at Harpers' or The Century office. As a matter of fact, there are only one or two other publishing houses in the United States so prompt in rendering decision ou manuscripts offered for publication as these three. An adequate staff of readers is attached to each, and no matter how great the rush stories and articles are examined as fast as submitted, and if rejected returned at once, while acceptance is followed by the promptest payment

It is not beside the fact to say that the influence of Robert Bridges of- the Scribner staff has bad much to do with the change that has gradually taken place in the editorial conduct of the leading magazines. Mr. Bridges is a man of taste, versatility and transacting ability. He began the writing life soon after leaving college as a reporter on an interior paper. After two or three years' service at newsgathering be joined the staff of tho New York Evening Post, which he left for his present place ten years or more ago. It was Mr. Bridges who suggested the railroad articles that were such a feature of Scribner's some years since. He also planned the steamship papers that followed after, and the conduct of great businesses that were published last year.

Notwithstanding Mr. Bridges* success in selecting topics for magasane treatment he still uses the pen with much effect, and his clever literary criticisms in Life signed Droch are pretty well known both to those who write and those who read. He is still a young man and has plans for future work that are qnite as novel as any he has hither' to carried o«t DKXTER MARSHAM.

AMERICAN WOMEN.

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[Special Correspondence.]

PITTSBURG, Feb. 21.—There seems to be a craze, throughout the country at the present time for imported beauty. A short spell ago the popular yearning was for foreign actors, men and women, talented and nntalented, but now my lady Venus seems to bold the deck. We have had dark eyed Spanish senoritas, large limbed Gaiety girls from old England, the "beautiful idols" of France and flaxen haired German maids of ample girth in such generous profusion that one would naturally worker whether our alert American managers have not been poaching upon the preserves of our dear friend the Prince of Wales or of his gay old uncle, Leopold of Bel gium.

It is all in the managerial game, and perfectly fair and square, I admit, to cater to the public appetite. Theaters are not run to promote the health of anybody that I know of. Financial considerations are very properly a growing factor, and hence the public can get almost anything it wants, outside of gold bricks, if it puts up the necessary collateral. The discriminating observer must smile to himself, however, as be contemplates this worship at the shrine of foreign beauty when the domestic article is so much superior in every way.

I have traveled pretty much all over the world, and I say boldly and without any reserve whatever that the American girl excels all others in beauty, conversational powers, magnetism and all the other feminine attributes which go to render woman attractive in the eyes of man.

Your English maiden is roseate, plump and fair to look upon, but com pared to her American sister she seems dull of mind and has neither thatvivac ity nor wit nor skill in repartee which renders our girls so charming. "The girl from Paris" is a sort of relief from our English cousin, she is so ohic, mentally spry and physically active, not to say acrobatic. She is, however, a bit too daring, even in this uhtruesome epoch when managers take and the public stand for all kinds of chances. She, unlike the English maid, gives utterance to some bright sayings, but they are what our French friends call "risque." She seems to fairly sparkle while you are within the orbit of her dainty femininity, but the moment you are left alone to commune with yourself you at once realize that she falls short of Miss Columbia in natural wit, mental depth and that indefinable obarm which, for lack of a better name, we term magnetism.

The Latin races unquestionably have women of superb beauty. The Spanish and Italian maidens are lovely pictures to look upon. Many, very many of them are statuesquely beautiful. Their rich olive complexions, great, glorious dark eyes and swelliug outlines would make a paralytic feel just as a venerable British bard did when he wrote:

Old ns I am, for ladies' lovo unfit, Tho power of beauty I remember yet. This is, however, the only type of beauty the Latin races possess—that of the dark, fierce passionate kind. One never sees over there the melting blue eyes, so full of liquid tenderness, nor the magnetic gray orbs whioh conquer the hearts of cold northern men. The women of the Latin races are, sad to relate, deficient in intellectual power. They have not the mental or natural physical graces of the American woman.

Of the other races, German, Danish, Swedish and Norwegian, the women I have met are as a rule physically perfect and pleasing, healthful pictures to look upon, with their flaxen hair and ruddy complexions, but few—very few —are bright in any way. Tbey are neither witty, clever in conversation, graceful in bearing nor fascinating beyond what their physical attractiveness wonld impel. In fact, they almost seem stolid.

In America we have the cream of all nations, men and women. The met? who preceded us, our ancestors, were the best and bravest Europe could give us, for they were courageous adventurers who left their homes and firesides to ohance everything in a new country in the hopo of bettering their condition. The women who came with them were the fairest and sturdiest of the old countries. Their female descendants, English, Irish, Soottish, French, Spanish, German, Swedish and the like, have in many instances intermarried with other races and blended tbe blood. Others, however, married only with their own kin and preserved their racial peculiarities intact. Hence it is in America that we have a diversity and a blending of female beauty such as no other nation and it is for that reason our women, taken collectively, are more comely than those of any other country. Then, too, the advantages of edncation and environment which our fair sex possess count largely in their favor.

Many of our best women—best in point of beauty, brains, courage and ambition—seek the stage. It is not one whit strange that they are the descendants of all nationalities, the descendants of the adventurers who left the different countries of Europe to mend their fortunes here. On the stage now are some plucky girls who are the daughters of brave generals and gallant admirals who fought for either the bine or tbe gray in the "late unpleasantness." The daughters of the "daughters of the Revolution" and of 1812 and 1845 are as plentiful as the friends of a successful candidate for office. As a rule these women succeed for the simple reason that they inherit the sturdy qualities of their ancestors and never yield to despair even in the face of the most discouraging circumstances. Two or three I have in mind are notably beautiful women. They are ladies in every way and would never consent to have their comeliness advertised like some professional beauties we know of who had scarcely anything else to recommend them. Tbe ladies I refer to stood upon their merits solely and on that issue achieved suc-

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A Man-ot-war of 1814.

The Impregnable of 1814 was of 2,278 tons, a 98 gun ship by the official rating, though her ten carronades brought her total battery up to 108 guns. She was therefore by no means one of the largest ships indeed we had ten of greater size and force at sea or in reserve. Her heaviest gun was the old 32 pounder smooth bore, mounted on the rudest truck carriage, without sights or elevating screw. Her broadside was 1,018 pounds. Her total crew was, when she was fully manned, 743—officers, men aud boys. The men were raised by impressment or recruited voluntarily for the ship's commission. We had not as yet adopted our present admirable system of manning the fleetThe discipline was arbitrary and duel there were merciless floggings with the cat for the smallest offenses, and the number of lashes inflicted varied from a dozen or half dozen to 600 and even 1,000.

Beading the court martials of those days, one alternately wonders how the officers held down the gangs of ruffians they commanded and how the men en dured the manifold brutalities of their officers. Brave to a superlative degree as these men were, with that fiery cour age which welcomes battle and death, they cannot compare in quality with the officers and men who now take our ships to sea. Everywhere except in the highest ranks, where opr captains and admirals are too old, the change has been one wholly for the good. Yet it has not kept pace with the times, and today our sailors are poorly paid and not too well fed.—Nineteenth Century.

Edible "Coffins."

At a very early period the orientals were familiar with a kind of pastry, a mixture of flour, oil and honey, and for centuries pastry making went no further, even among the nations in the south of Europe. But in the beginning of tbe middle ages a change began to take place in'tbe method of mixing the ingredients, and some other substances were brought into use. Butter, eggs and salt found their way into pastry making, and the result was a manifest improvement. Paste next came to be used as an inclosure for meat, seasoned with spices, eto. Afterward it werit a step further, the next use being for the inclosure of creams, fruit, preserves, etc., and later still it began to take the many fanciful shapes in which it has since beefi commonly found. In the early stages of English cookery the pastry cases were called coffins or "coffynes" and were made in various sizes from "gret coffynes with lowe liddes" for the "tartes of fflesche" to the "smalle coffynes" for "tartolettes" of "fische or fflesche," mixed with "stuf of boylled ligges ground and good powdure and spices."

Petruchio in "The Taming of the Shrew," it niay here be noted, calls little cap "a custard coffin." These coffins correspond with the "vol-au-vent" of today.—Gentleman's Maga zine.

The Cnltus of tbe Actyective.

Everybody nowadays in prose or poetry claps on an adjective to every noun. It degrades tbe adjective and en ervates the noun. Then, too, there is a host of vulgar overdressed'people introduced into our company, whom we, the old fashioned adjectives, hardly recognize— "strenuous," "intense," "weird," "fiery," "sympathetic," "splendid," "secure," "naive," "impressive," "poignant"mostly attached, too, to the wrong nouns. There are too many adjectives, and they carry too much sail, like dalilia, "bedecked, ornate and gay." I noticed, as an instance the other way, a criticism in a Frenoh review the other day of the academician sea captain who calls himself Pierre Loti, whose style is so defecated (I believe that is the term invented by the Postlethwayte school—you remember Postlethwayte?) that he seldom or never uses an adjective more startling than "good," "bad," "green," "red," "dark," "I»gbt," and soon, and yet so orders bis sentence that the adjective shines out like a rose on a brier bush.—Longman's Magazine.

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Afervonsness.

This term was first used by a minister of state who affected to ridioaie the warnings of those who were constantly drawing tbe attention of tbe two houses of parliament to Russia's steady advance toward India. The term was a happy one in its way, but time ere long proved that tbe alarmists were correct, and tbe said minister, so far as I remember, deprecated its being constantly brought up against him.

This word was coined by Duke of Argyll, who, in a speech in the house of lords, was deriding the well founded apprehensions of those who feared tbat the Russians would make themselves masters of Merv, in Turkistan. They took it in 1883-4.—Notes and Queries.

Took the Bait.!

Minnie—Mr. Billie, if I should con sent to be your wife, are you sure yon wonld never object to my dressmaker's bills, never refnse to buy theater tickets when asked, never—er—in fact, never object to any expenses whioh I might Wish to incur?

Mr. Billie—Darling, I swear it! Minnie—Well, Mr. Billie, if yon can't hold on to your money any better than that, I must say, "No."—-London Fan.

A Theory.

Tommie—Pa, how do storms git out? Tompkins—Get out? What are yon driving at—out of what?

Tommie—W 'y, the weather bureau, o'oourse! I didn't know bnt mebby the man left a drawer open.—Up to Date.

The Kacll*h of It.

He—Yon have had a week now to think of my proposal of marriage. She—Y«s, and tbe more I think of it the less I think of it—Cincinnati Enquirer.

Her Mother's Spirit.

A young married woman was obliged to remain alone overnight in a St. Louis hotel a few years ago, her husband being detained by business in a neighboring town. In the dead of night the woman was awakened out of a sound sleep by a tremendous noise in the wardrobe. It was such a sudden and unearthly uproar that the woman, sensible and practical though she was, was frightened. The noise ceased, then returned. The woman jumped up, lighted the gas, looked at her watch and found it was just midnight and made a thorough search both of the wardrobe and the room. There was nothing, so far as the evidence of the senses went which could account for the racket. The woman put out the light and went back to bed. The noise was not repeated either that night or any other.

Six months afterward, however, the woman was in San Francisco, and for the first time in her life and solely out of curiosity she attended a spiritualistic meeting. Almost immediately the medium, a perfect stranger, turned to her and said, "The spirit of your mother is present, madam, and she says that six months ago (naming the precise date) she tried to communicate with you by means of the wardrobe in the Blank hotel, St. Louis." The woman's practical good sense did not desert her. "Well, you just tell my mother," she said, "that the next time she wants to communicate with me not to make such an awful racket in the dead of night and frighten me half out of my senses." —New York Sun. '\v »Vaifv .?

Gentility Passing: Away., 'v'

A frankness that is almost brutal seems to pass current in society for up to date' smartness, and the language tbat is now used by certain fashionable people among themselves is sometimes only a little short of billingsgate, while "swear words" seem to have lost their awfulness and are used almost as freely by women as by men. It is curious how "gentility" both as a word and a quality baa disappeared. Fashionable people are distinctly no longer "gen teel." They may on occasions be high bred, but the mincing propriety of the belles and beaus of yore has entirely disappeared. In a well known society novel written 15 or 20 years ago, which was a presumably correct delineation of the manners and habits of the fash ionable life of that time, two heroines play their role—one a Vere de Vere, with the correot speech and manners of her caste, and the other a suddenly ex alted bourgeoise, who goes through the social fires of criticism and experience before she emerges true gold from the ordeal. Oddly enough today the types might be reversed it is the bourgeoise who is "high toned" and the Vere de Vere who is a slangy hoiden.—New York Tribune.

''Getting' Around Ifc^

-VA worried looking stranger stepped "up to a crossing policeman yesterday morning and said: "Will you kindly direct me to the

Matthew, Mark, Luke and John railway depot?-' "What?"

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The stranger repeated his request. *t"There isn't.any suqh depot in this town," replied the officer. "What are you giving me?" "That isn't the name of it, of course," rejoined tho other, "but it's something like it. My head's all tangled up this morning, and I can't get anything right."

A sudden thought struck the policeman. "Do you mean the Big Four depot?" he asked "That's itl" exclaimed the stranger delightedly. "I was sure I'd know it if I heard it again. Where is it?"

Tbe officer started him in tbe right direction and then went into a brown study. At tbe end of half an hour he emerged from it and said to himself io an audible voice: "I wonder if that guy wasn't having fun with me."—Chicago Tribune.

Tills Is Certainly a Wonderful Chance We are aware that our people who suffer from nervous, chronic or long-standing complaints do not have the same opportunity to be cured as do the residents of the great cities where the most eminent physicians and specialists reside. Dr. Greene, of 148 State street, Chicago, 111., who has the largest practice in the world, and who is without doubt the most successful specialist in curing all forms of nervous and chronic diseases, offers to give free consultation by mail to all sufferers. Write to him at once about your case. He will surely cure you. 3

A man in northern New York claims his wife eloped with YICK'S GARDEN AND FLORAL GUIDE. He says: "THE GUIDE beats the band all right this trip it is not only a aaisy but a whole floral garden. My wife eloped with it after dinner and did not return until tea time."

This elegant catalogue, the best issued by the Vicks in forty-nine years, containing full descriptions and directions for planting, colored illustrations of Cactus, Dahlias, Nasturtium, Sweet Peas, Tuberous Begonias, Daybreak Aster and Golden Day Idly, and many half tones from photographs.

Everything anyone can possibly want for the garden in way of seeds, plants, etc., can be found in VICK'S GARDES AND FLORAL GUIDE, which will be mailed free upon application. Address James Yick's Sons, Rochester, N. Y.

To make yoar Sunday dinner complete, go to Fiess & Herman, 27 north Fourth street, where yon will always find an abundance of the choicest meats of all kinds. They have also on hand sausages of all kinds of their own make. Telephone 252.

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The first physicians that treated me said it was a constitutional blood disorder and by constant treatment and diet it mijght be cured. The blood purifiers and spring remedies I used only made the eruptions more aggressive and painful. In 1888 I was a fearful looking sight and was in feet repulsive. On my limbs were large ulcers which were very painful, and from which there was a cohtinunl discharge. In three years I spent over $3000 in medicine and medical services and grew worse instead of better. I tried the medical baths, and in 1893. went to Medicine Lake, Washington, but was not benefited. I then tried some proprietary medicine, but did not receive any benefit. "One day in thefall of 1895 while rending the paper I noticed an article about Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People, but did not give it much attention. That afternoon while moving some books I broke an iiippr on my leg and nearly feinted, the rn'n made me sick and I had to stop work. While sit­

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SEVERAL YEARS AND THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS EXPENDE!

Ail Expert Accountant and Bookkeeper off Detroit Troubled w11 Hereditary Scrofula in its Worst Form—Spends a Small Fortune Seeking to Find a Cure.

James H. Wallace, the well known ex-

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rt accountant and ~bookkeeper, of Detroit, lately had a remarkable experience, and a reporter called at his pretty home 240 Sixth Street, to interview him regarding it. He found Mrs. Wallace in the midst of house cleaning, and after the reporter stated the object of his visit Mrs. Wallace said: "You hail better see Mr. Wallace at the office of C. A. Haberkorn & Co., table manufactory on Orchard Street, and he will tell you of this experience much better than I." A visit was made to the office of the above concern where Mr. Wallace was seen. I am," said Mr. Wallace, "yet a young man, still I have suffered untold agonies and tortures. I was born with that awful hereditary disease known as scrofula, and what I suffered cannot be well described.

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Williams' Pink Pills article in the new paper which was laying on the floor. I rt. it carefully and immediately decided to giv the pills a trial, as the account which I rea^, had Deen of a case similar to mine. I se the office boy over to Frank Houn's drut store for a box and took some that afternoon I continued their use and before I had used one box I noticed an improvement. I grew, better rapidly and all my friends noticed thr improvement, and after taking eight boxet. there was not a sore on my person. ,, "I am covered with scars from the ulcer*/'*1 but since that time I have not seen a singleJ indication of the old trouble. I continued the use of the pills long after I was cured as I wanted to get my system rid of that awful disease.

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If I only had bought Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People at the start I would be thousands of dollars ahead and had five years of health and happines-s instead of torture. To-day I feel like a perfect man»| and my doctor says I am entirely rid of my old trouble." (Signed) JAMES H.WALLACB.

DETROIT, MICH., May 7. 1897. Before me a Notary Public in and for Wayne County, Michigan, personally appeared James H. Wallace, who being duly sworn deposed and said that he had read the foregoing statement and that the same was true.

ROBERT E. HXTIX, JR.. Notary Public.

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