{"numero_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_sha256": "ee674d6a9a231ae34ecd9480f7228c2f7f6894c775046383dc055cacb1a2f7c4", "source_tei": "https://github.com/Princeton-CDH/bluemountain-transcriptions/blob/main/periodicals/bmtnaaq/issues/1916/01/29_01/bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01.tei.xml", "source_mets": "https://github.com/pulibrary/BlueMountain/blob/main/metadata/periodicals/bmtnaaq/issues/1916/01/29_01/bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01.mets.xml", "url_numero": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01", "articles": [{"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c001", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c001", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "couv. 1", "page_fin": "couv. 1", "image_debut": 1, "image_fin": 1, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.1", "titre_corps": "Coulton Waugh", "titre_sommaire": "Coulton Waugh", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 1, "page_imprimee": "couv. 1", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.1", "debut_caractere": 110, "fin_caractere_exclue": 123, "texte": "Coulton Waugh"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c002", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c002", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[407]", "page_fin": "[407]", "image_debut": 3, "image_fin": 3, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.2", "titre_corps": "This poein by Edgar Allan Poe, written for and given to a Philadelphia lady, remained in the possession of her descendants until a few weeks ago when it was sold, together with other valuable autographs to Mr. Patrick F. Madigan. It has never been published before and is herewith given to the world for the first time.", "titre_sommaire": "This poein by Edgar Allan Poe, written for and given to a Philadelphia lady, remained in the possession of her descendants until a few weeks ago when it was sold, together with other valuable autographs to Mr. Patrick F. Madigan. It has never been published before and is herewith given to the world for the first time.", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 3, "page_imprimee": "[407]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.3", "debut_caractere": 138, "fin_caractere_exclue": 457, "texte": "This poein by Edgar Allan Poe, written for and given to a\nPhiladelphia lady, remained in the possession of her descendants\nuntil a few weeks ago when it was sold, together with other\nvaluable autographs to Mr. Patrick F. Madigan. It has never\nbeen published before and is herewith given to the world for\nthe first time."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c003", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c003", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "408", "page_fin": "409", "image_debut": 4, "image_fin": 5, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.3", "titre_corps": "A An Interview with Adolf Bohm.", "titre_sommaire": "A An Interview with Adolf Bohm.", "signature_source": "Djuna Barnes", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 4, "page_imprimee": "408", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.4", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2660, "texte": "A Philosopher Among Russian Dancers\nAn Interview with Adolf Bohm.\n\nJHE tumult and the shouting die's, the press-men and the\nveils depart—and what is left ?—Some cosmetic errors the\nAdolf 80lm6 Stretching of the arch of multitudinous feet' and\ntweM--S )v.ho, has discovfTed himself next to Najinski, now\nLe \\wnS ! fone- H,e Is the pampered, over-familiar\nhiVInWH 7L Vug °t th.at top-heavy though attractive\nhigh-nipped Zobeide. He, who is Chef guerrier of Le Prince\nIgor, not forgotten in Les Sylphides and still on view in La\nPrincess Enchantee and Soleil Du Nuit.\nHe comes through the melieu of the Ballet with the smite\n<< > lnan who suffers in three languages.\nBakst—-ah, there you have not only the savage, you have\nalso the artist. I have often thought, how dreadful to be the\npicture—you know what I mean? No? I shall explain. Notice\nthe eye of the connoisseur of arts, then imagine yourself their\ngoal. See? It is so with the costume. Therefore, I say, how\ndieadfm to be the picture but how still more lamentable to be\nthe costume. \" *\n\"Bakst is a successful organ; he has a keen appetite, a nose\nfor cafes, a delightful sense of humor, an impressive style of\nflirting. His advances are of a marked and successful nature,\nconsidering his natural inborn plainness. Of his retreats one\nmight say they are masterly. He sails a boat and drinks tea\nwith graceful repugnance.\n\"He has however one fault—ah, an immense trifle—his head-\ngear the hoods, the turbans, the what-nots that he conceives\ntor the heads of his disciples—Beautiful ? Yes, as only udv\nand vulgar things are,—but—\"\nHe paused knocking his gold cigarette case upon his palm\n1, ,m,y fnend Leon forgets that in the classic arts the feet\nshould have pre-eminence.\n\"Is Bakst new, is his art the art of the creator? Often I\nam asked that, very often I hear others asked that. There is\nan answer. The tragedy of man—'there had been a pastthe\ntragedy of nature—there will be a future.\n\"Without your yesterdays all would be great today. No, of\ncourse, Bakst is not new. Egypt may have been builded on'the\ndust of an older Egypt, Rome may have fallen once again on\nRome.\n'In Russia there are other Russians—better perhaps, and also,\nperhaps not. Bakst happened to come when he was needed,\nwhen the world was ready for him.\nIt is harder, I admit, to become known for what one has\nnot done than for what one has. Bakst took the easiest way.\nhe became known for what he did. Not for his restraint, but\nfor his vigor. One can say of him what Wilde said of Hall\nCain—he creates at the top of his voice.\n\"Therefore it is that one should not say Bakst dares, one\nshould say Bakst dares again."}, {"page_pdf": 5, "page_imprimee": "409", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.5", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2356, "texte": "\"Some of his designs are purely graphic. From the mind,\nfor the paper. These are the? kinds I have reference to, when\nI say how painful to be the costume. I have had to outrage\nBakst, because Bakst has outraged me.\n\"He invents, say, something he considered decorative?, but\nimagine trying to dance entangled with all the intricacies of\nBakst's mind.\n\"Well, we have made our concessions each to the other\" he?\nadded.\nWhen I asked him if America could appreciate Russian art\nhe answered:\n\"You are not asked to understand Russia. You are? asked\nto feel; One does not understand death, one only reacts to it.\"\nI said that the whole production had struck most of us as\nart under the skin. \"A matter,\" I added, \"of gastric acoustics,\narteries and undressing or over-dressing,\" also concluding, \"but\nonly of the kind we lament because that savage sharpness, that\npeasant betterness and vitality given us so richly in the litera-\nture of the Russian and in the Russian history, is missing.\n\"In othe'r words they seem to be economizing on perspiration.\"\nI finished.\n\"He has fallen into the estate of the man who forgets that\ndestruction is more necessary than construction. The rich per-\nversity of a decaying flower is only transcribable in the still\nricher, still more perverse flare of the decaying art. The hap-\npier midways of life and death. The conception that feeds on\nitself,—that is the most beautiful and the most destructive.\nBakst has forgotten, it seems to me, and has instead tried to\nmake? something too new, and in consequence has made it too\nraw. Wounds are all very well but only in that they bled.\nBakst is a wound in which the arteries refuse the'ir waters.\"\nBolm shook his head \"Yes and no, as the peasant says. I\nadmit that he is not always simple. That is what I tried to\npoint out just a few minutes ago. It is his insincefrity that\nsometimes gets in his way, nevertheless his art is a fine thing\nand the world is coming to know that, and then there will be\nothers.\n\"Now let me say something that touches America. You\nwant too many doctors. Only people who go around with the\nassurance given by medietas could expurgate so freely your\nbooks and shave down to so fine a point, your arts. When you\nhavp ceased to have stomach troubles you will not mind th£\nhard and healthy spleen of the children of d'w\nFaune.\"\n\nDjuna Barnes."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c004", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c004", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "409", "page_fin": "409", "image_debut": 5, "image_fin": 5, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.4", "titre_corps": "Whoever will be free, must make himself free:", "titre_sommaire": "Whoever will be free, must make himself free:", "signature_source": "Friedrich Nietzsche", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 5, "page_imprimee": "409", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.5", "debut_caractere": 2358, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2478, "texte": "Friedrich Nietzsche\nWhoever will be free, must make himself free:\nfreedom is no fairy's gift to fall into any man's lap."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c005", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c005", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "410", "page_fin": "411", "image_debut": 6, "image_fin": 7, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.5", "titre_corps": "London Letter", "titre_sommaire": "London Letter", "signature_source": "Edward Storer", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 6, "page_imprimee": "410", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.6", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3095, "texte": "London Letter\n\nLondon Office of BRUNO'S WEEKLY,\n18 St. Charles Square, New Kensington,\nJanuary 10th.\nJN my letter this week I must give you some Irish news, for I\nhave been spending a few days over in Dublin and the\nvicinity. I paid a visit to the Irish poet, Joseph Campbell, who\nlives out at Enniskerry, in the Wicklow hills. Going down in\nthe train from Harcourt Street station, I looked at Synge's,\nIn Wicklow and West Kerry. It was in Wicklow that the\nauthor of the Playboy picked up so much of that picturesque\nmixture of folk-lore, racy idiom and incident which make the\nquality of his comedies. \"A great country for tramps,\" he says,\nand for tinkers. The abundance of these folk has often been\nregretted, yet in one sense it is an interesting sign, for wher-\never the laborer has preserved his vitality and begets an occa-\nsional temperament of distinction, a certain number of vagrants\nare to be looked for.\"\nDriving through this gray and rather desolate country-side and\ncoming across the low snuggling inns or the country 'characters'\nin the lanes, one could not escape thinking of Synge at work\nwith his fine mind among this peasantry and tinkerdom. I could\npicture to myself how he did it, and when we passed one old\nfellow, whose face suggested a wealth of racy reminiscences by\nits character and quaintness I said; \"Now if we were Synge\nwe would stand that old fellow a drink and draw him out.\"\n\"And well amused he would keep us, too,\" my friend replied.\nPassing through this Wicklow country revealed Synge to me\nin a new way. I saw how lonely and miserable the poor fellow\nmust have been in spite of all the glamor and courage he has\nput into his pages.\nCampbell is well known in America, I fancy, as the author of\nIrishry, the Gilly of Christ, The Man Child, etc., and many\nlyrics in Miss Harriet Monroe's Poetry. He is one of the most\nvigorous figures of the younger Irish school, and has added his\nname to the list of authors who have written plays for the cele-\nbrated Abbey Theatre'. Campbell feels strongly on the subject\nof the modern Irish theatre. He told me he believed that one\nmight say that the Abbey, considered as an art theatre, was dead.\nIt has worked out its ideal and there was no fresh one arising.\nThe plays that are produced there now are only comedies or\nsatires. It is true that they are given in rather a better spirit\nthan at the ordinary commercial theatre, but that is all. Of all\nthe plays produced there, only those by Yeats and Synge will\nlast. The point that Campbell particularly made was that what\nIreland wanted at present most of all in her theatre was the\ndrama of beauty. And that of course is very true, not only of\nIreland, but of any country. Slightly pessimistic as such inti-\nmations are, it is plain that as an art-producing country Ireland\nis at the moment superior to England.\nA visit to the Abbey—so often heard of yet never seen—con-\nfirmed my views. There were two pieces—The Suburban Groove,\nby W. F. Casey, a young man I remember meeting in London\nsome years ago, and a new playlet, Fraternity, by Bernard Duffy."}, {"page_pdf": 7, "page_imprimee": "411", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.7", "debut_caractere": 44, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2671, "texte": "One has heard so much of the Abbey Theatre—it is a little\nBayreuth oi modern English theatrical art—that to visit it fof\nthe first time is quite exciting. It was once! a court-house of\nsome kind, my friend tells me, and the interior of the building\npreserves still a little of the judicial sternness. It is very severe?;\nthe proscenium admirable in black and gold lines against a dull\nwhite. A few bronze escutcheons rise in high relief from the\nwalls. It is all ve'ry simple and unpretentious. The audience\ncontains a much greater proportion of young men than one\nwould find at any time in a London theatre?. Obviously, theatre-\ngoing is differently regarded here. The seats are very cheap and\nwe sit in the cheapest—my companion, a young Irish painter,\nand myself.\nThe Suburban Grooves proves charming. It is a volatile trifle,\na comedy of suburban manners, delicately written and delicately\nacted and admirably true to life. Yet it would not stand a chance\nat the commercial theatre. It would be too simple, too natural.\nThe whole! play has nothing remarkable about it except that fact\nthat it is a genuine little play, written for the love of the thing,\nby a whole man who had not sold himself to the devil. The\nnovelty of the evening proved to be very amusing, too. It was\na satire on the? Ancient Order of Hibernians. To judge by the\ncomments around me it did not seem to please the audience verv\nmuch.\nTo turn to English hews, Thomas Beecham has been made a\nknight and Henry James has been givCn the Order of Merit.\nDecorations are always showered in England at the New Year\nupon a number of people who have spent the previous twelve\nmonths, or longer, deserving them. Sir Thomas Beecham has\ndone a good deal for music in England if not for English music.\nIndeed, his work has been chiefly in connection with Russian\nopera and ballet. The name Beecham is closely connected with\nthose delightful evenings we used to spend in the great gallery\nof Covent Garden or Drury Lane a couple of years ago. That\nwas the full flowering of an art-form which a year or so earlier\nin the less gross atmosphere of Paris had blossomed most per-\nfectly. Behind all fantasy and luxuriance! were the hard\nlives and the little realized ideals of the Russian composers\nMousorgsky, Rimsky-Korsakoff and the brethren of the famous\nBand. They dreamed their dream of a Russian national music\nin St. Petersburg about 1860, and about fifty years later their\nart expanded to its fullest. By the way, an excellent little book\non modern Russian music appeared here some short time ago\nby Montagu-Nathan. Lane, I think, is the publisher.\n\nEdward Storer"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c006", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c006", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "411", "page_fin": "412", "image_debut": 7, "image_fin": 8, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.6", "titre_corps": "Eternal Minutes", "titre_sommaire": "Eternal Minutes", "signature_source": "Guido Bruno", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 7, "page_imprimee": "411", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.7", "debut_caractere": 2673, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3004, "texte": "Eternal Minutes\nBy Guido Bruno\n\"Well, I gave her up. # I gave it all up. I didn't have the\nheart to induce her to give the surroundings she loved. I\nknow she would have been willing to do the conventional thing\nbut I didn't dare do it. I loved her so much. I sacrificed\neverything for her sake. Life is worthless for me. I'll never"}, {"page_pdf": 8, "page_imprimee": "412", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.8", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1555, "texte": "see her again and I'll never again feel warmth in my heart. I'll\nnever see her again in my life and I shall long for her until I\ndie.\n\"I might be happy at that . . . if it is happiness: the? con-\nsciousness of my self-sacrifice.\"\nThe man with a sad, resigned face looked forlornly out into\nthe darkness. There was a long silence. His companion did\nnot move. It seemed an eternity, but it surely lasted an hour.\nNeither did his companion take his eyes away from the face of\nthe man who was speaking. He seemed to try to read his mind\nand look deep into his he'art. He was studying the features of\nhis face and making comparisons.\nAnd suddenly all the relaxation disappeared. He seemed ac-\ntive, dynamic. He lay back in the garden chair. He stretched\nhis legs and arms, conscious of his strength. The're was a vig-\norous exhalation from his powerful lungs that blew out the\nlight.\n. . . \"Fool! . . . I would have taken her. I would have\nmade only one appointment with her and that would have\nlasted for life. I would have made her forget het surround-\nings and her furniture. I would have made her sit with me\nin my lonely quarters. I would have? passed to her a part\nof my own dish. I would have brought her happiness in re-\nturn. I would have sacrificed everything but her, and conscious\nof that I would have been happy.\"\nA glaring white lightning parted the dark skies. Thunder\nresounded from all corners of the earth. Heavy drops of an\nunexpected rain beat against the roof. The two men hurried\nback to the big lighted house.\n(Concluded)"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c007", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c007", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "412", "page_fin": "413", "image_debut": 8, "image_fin": 9, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.7", "titre_corps": "A Captive Death", "titre_sommaire": "A Captive Death", "signature_source": "Translated by John Cournos", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 8, "page_imprimee": "412", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.8", "debut_caractere": 1557, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2349, "texte": "A Little Tale by Feodor Sologub\nCaptive Death\nTranslated by John Cournos\nA LONG time ago there lived a brave and invincible Knight\nOne he happened to capture? Death herself.\nHe brought her to his strong castle, and put her in a cell.\nDeath sat there—and people ceased to die.\nThe Knight was overjoyed, an 6 thought:\n\"Now it is we'll, but it is rather a worry to keep a watch on\nher. Perhaps it would be better to destroy her altogether.\"\nBut the Knight was a very just man—he could not kill her\nwithout judgment.\nHe went to the cell, and, passing before the? small window,\nhe said:\n\"Death, I want to cut your head off—you've done a lot of\nharm upon the earth.\"\nBut Death was silent.\nThe Knight continued:\n\"I'll give you a chance—defend yourself if you can. What\nhave you to say for yourself?\""}, {"page_pdf": 9, "page_imprimee": "413", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.9", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 551, "texte": "And Death answered:\n'I'll say nothing just yet; let Life putin a word for me.\"\nAnd the Knight suddenly saw Life standing beside him; she\nwas a robust and red-cheeked but expressionless woman.\nAnd she began to say such brazen and ungodly things that\ntne brave, invincible Knight trembled, and made haste to open\nthe cell. *\nDeath went out—and men began to die once more. The\nKnight himself died when his time came—and he told no one\nupon the earth what that expressionless, brazen woman, Life,\nhad said to h.m.\nFrom\"The Egoist,\" London."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c008", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c008", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "413", "page_fin": "413", "image_debut": 9, "image_fin": 9, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.8", "titre_corps": "Balkan Stories", "titre_sommaire": "Balkan Stories", "signature_source": "After the German of Roda Roda, by Guido Bruno", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 9, "page_imprimee": "413", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.9", "debut_caractere": 553, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2501, "texte": "Balkan Stories\nAfter the German of Roda Roda, by Guido Bruno.\nThe End\n\"|N Our Village\" a Turkish officer said to me, \"we have no\ngraveyard.\"\n\"But where do you bury ... ?\"\nInterrupting my question he said:\nOur people are always shot or hung somewhere else.\"\nBakshish\nQN the morning of my departure? from Constantinople I gave\nthe letter carrier who had brought my letters during my so-\njourn here, half a medshid as a tip.\nIn the aftefrnoon a man came up to me and said: \"My lord,\ni am a stranger to you. You never received a telegram. But\nmay it please you to know that I am the telegraph messenger.\nMay it please you to know that it was up to me to deliver tele-\ngrams to you, if such had been receive'd for you in our office. I\nsu.„ y would have brought them to you most quickly. I know you\nwill be just and you will not harm a man who has always been\nre*n j serve y°u» cannot be blamed that I have never been\ncalled upon to be of service to you. I too deserve half a\nmedshid.\nMontenegro\nJT is widely known what an interesting way King Nicholas\nonce knew to get hold of half a million in ready cash. He\nsent a trusted man to Triest addressing to him continuously\npostal money ordefrs from Cetinje. The trusted man received\npayment for his money orders in the Austrian post office and\nreturned home with the cash to the Black Mountains. King\nNicholas never reimbursed the Austrian postal government,\nlhis episode caused a good deal of talk about the? postal condi-\ntions in Montenegro.\nBefore I left for Cetinje my friends asked me not to forget\nto bring back Montenegran postage stamps of all denominations\nI could get hold of. At the post office of Cetinje the clerk\ngave me stamps in the denominations of one, two, three five\nten and twenty heller. \"But should you also wish stamps for\nnfty heller apiece, he said, \"you will have to go up to the\npalace and see the king. The fifty-heller stamps are being kept\nm His Majesty's private cash box.\""}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c009", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c009", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "414", "page_fin": "414", "image_debut": 10, "image_fin": 10, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.9", "titre_corps": "God Save the King!", "titre_sommaire": "God Save the King!", "signature_source": "Tom Sleeper", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 10, "page_imprimee": "414", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.10", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 351, "texte": "God Save the King!\nTom Sleeper\nin agonies of Hell\nThe volunteer from Dublin fell.\nThe lead tore hotly at his gaping lung\nA withering thirst choked thick his blackening tongue.\nAnd yet, when later in the day\nThey found the muddy hole in which he lay,\nHe smiled up at the surgeon at his side.\n\"Hero or fool?\" he questioned, then he died."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c010", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c010", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "414", "page_fin": "414", "image_debut": 10, "image_fin": 10, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.10", "titre_corps": "Lions' Roars", "titre_sommaire": "Lions' Roars", "signature_source": "D. Molby", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 10, "page_imprimee": "414", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.10", "debut_caractere": 353, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1437, "texte": "Lions' Roars\nBy D. Molby\nER one is out in a kind of desert country, at night,\nwhere there are some lions and one of them is roaring,\none is likely to get quite a fright. If the lion roars as loud\nas he can, one can hear him a long ways. How far, depends\non what kind of a night it is and on whether he is back in some\nhills or is on the fronj of one. If it is a clear night and there\nis a moon and the lion is standing on a rock that looks out\nover a valley, the sounds will go several miles before they stop.\nThe reason he can roar loud is that his neck is big and his\nvocal cords are strong and his chest powerful. When he roars\nand the efchoes come back, he knows that he has every other\nanimal for miles around scared :.o bad that he can't move. He\nis king of beasts and he wants them to know it. And the\nvibrations in his chest and the firmness in his legs bring him\nthe conciousness of his power.\nWhefn he roars this way, he makes the Earth tremble under\nhis feet, or if he is on a rock, it jars the rock. The night is\nhis and the hills are his, and he rules them with his roar."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c011", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c011", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "414", "page_fin": "414", "image_debut": 10, "image_fin": 10, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.11", "titre_corps": "Prithee, To What Purpose?", "titre_sommaire": "Prithee, To What Purpose?", "signature_source": "Tom Sleeper", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 10, "page_imprimee": "414", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.10", "debut_caractere": 1439, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1812, "texte": "Prithee, To What Purpose?\nTom Sleeper\nTHE speckled hen in the back yard scratches, feeds, and lays\nan egg which is destined to become a speckled hen which\nin the back yard scratches, feefds, and lays an egg which is\ndestined to become a speckled hen which in the back yard\nscratches, feeds, and lays an egg which is .... an egg\n. . . become . . . feeds . . . .speckled ...."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c012", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c012", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "414", "page_fin": "414", "image_debut": 10, "image_fin": 10, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.12", "titre_corps": "A Dream", "titre_sommaire": "A Dream", "signature_source": "Karl M. Sherman", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 10, "page_imprimee": "414", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.10", "debut_caractere": 1814, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2042, "texte": "A Dream\nKarl M. Sherman.\nIN heaven a white-robed angel laid aside his harp and, going\nto the Lord, said, \"Father, I would sleep again.\"\nTenderly smiling, the Almighty replied, \"It is permitted.\"\nOn that morning a child was born."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c013", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c013", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "415", "page_fin": "415", "image_debut": 11, "image_fin": 11, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.13", "titre_corps": "Original Drawing by Rudyard Kipling. (Size reduced.) From the Collection of Mr. Patrick F. Madigan", "titre_sommaire": "Original Drawing by Rudyard Kipling. (Size reduced.) From the Collection of Mr. Patrick F. Madigan", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 11, "page_imprimee": "415", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.11", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 114, "texte": "Original Drawing by Rudyard Kipling. (Size reduced.)\nFrom the Collection of Mr. Patrick F. Madigan"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c014", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c014", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "415", "page_fin": "417", "image_debut": 11, "image_fin": 13, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.14", "titre_corps": "War and Books", "titre_sommaire": "War and Books", "signature_source": "Cora Bennett Stephenson", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 11, "page_imprimee": "415", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.11", "debut_caractere": 116, "fin_caractere_exclue": 715, "texte": "War and Books\n\nTHERE is an intimate relation between war and books. This\nmay not be apparent because the effect does not follow\nthe cause immediately. Nor directly. The Welt-geist is prodigal\nof means when the end is not in sight. It accounts to no one.\nAnd it has plenty of time.\nThat there is an intimate relation between wars and books\nis evidenced in the nature and amount of literature after the\nconquests of Julius Csesar. After the? struggle of Russia with\nPoland. After the Freftch Revolution. And after our own two\ngreater wars.\nThe conditions governing the output of books in these several"}, {"page_pdf": 12, "page_imprimee": "416", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.12", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2839, "texte": "instances are so varied as to preclude the possibility that the mere\nvitality of periods of reconstruction could fertilize a barren\nsoil of letters.\nIt is true that Rome was rich during her Golden Age. And\nAmerica by sheer force of her natural resources, was prosperous\nafter her two wars. But the increased confidence due to restor-\nation of order following disturbed conditions, as little explains\nthe most brilliant period of Latin literature and the sudden\nleaps in American cultural activities, as it accounts for the\ngreat dramas of poverty-stricken Russia or the famous novds\nof a bankrupt French republic.\nJust what happens one can never know.\nIt is as simple and natural, doubtless, as the change of a larva\nto a pupa. And as the transformation of the pupa to a winged\nbutterfly. Metamorphoses are effe'cted in darkness and under\nconditions that preclude observation.\nBut at least something like this occurs.\nDuring war-times the voice of the people is heard. Pe'tty\ndifferences are forgotten. Men gather in the streets and shout\nin unison. They hiss and they cheer. And at e'ach explosion\nthere can be no doubt as to whether it is a hiss or a cheer.\nAnd it follows that in the white heat of some noble excitement\na pamphlet is printed. Some? individual writes it but the people\nhave created it. And in passion and in exaltation songs are\nstruck off.\nEverybody reads the pamphlets and everybody sings the songs.\nThey are active, timely, popular. That is to say that both these\nexpressions of a feeling—pamphlets and songs—came from the\npetople and are again absorbed by them.\nThis is creation, fecundation, germination.\nAfter peace is declared these songs are forgotten. The pamph-\nlets once sold at a penny are exchanged for dollars in auction\nrooms, as curiosities. Maybe as historical evidence. But the\nfolk-idea behind the little book and the verses is living in the\npeople. It grows and spreads.\nAfter a while a restlessness is generally apparent. A fever-\nishnessthat means a generally diffused desire for expression of\nsomething not yet clearly defined.\nA hundred poets and writers, too feeble to make the sound\nthat can be heard and the gesture that can be seen, try to embody\nconcretely what everybody feels is in the air. The? ninety and\nnine fail.\nThen come the men that will be heard: Marcus Aurdius,\nSienkiewicz, Zola. And for us the poets and novelists that\nwrote between our wars and after them, whose sentiments can\nbe traced: pamphlets of Franklin and Payne. And to those\nof the abolitionists.\nUncle Totn's> Cabin and the more pretentious poems of the\nstandard American poets are reflefxes of and reactions from war\nfeeling. And who can estimate the number of novels related\nto each other by kindred sentiments that were? inspired by re-\ncorded expressions of popular feeling during the civil war?"}, {"page_pdf": 13, "page_imprimee": "417", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.13", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 798, "texte": "The tragedy of brothers meeting face to face in opposing battle\narray: the horror that an agricultural people would feel at the\nshooting of a spy: the beauty of reconciliation. These were\nthe themes of the novels and poems.\nAs to just what will b® the general trend of the literature\nthat will record the true feeling in these days when our news\nstands are overflowing with extra war editions, it would be\ninteresting to speculate.\nDoubtless, horror of the incredible spectacle of the foremost\nnations sacrificing human lives by the thousand in the name of\nthe' Almighty, to uphold an abstraction, prejudices all our con-\nclusions. . .\nBut it's safe to say that no sentiment in the present crisis\nwill inspire a woman to write a Battle Hymn of the Republic.\n\nCora Bennett Stephenson"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c015", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c015", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "417", "page_fin": "418", "image_debut": 13, "image_fin": 14, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.15", "titre_corps": "Books and Magazines of the Week", "titre_sommaire": "Books and Magazines of the Week", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 13, "page_imprimee": "417", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.13", "debut_caractere": 800, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2987, "texte": "Books and Magazines of the Week\nA very interesting pamphlet was sent to us by C. Alphonso\nSmith, Edgar Allan Poe, Professor of the University of Vir-\nginia. It is called \"Ballads Surviving in the United States\nand it appeared in the Musical Quarterly, 1916. Professor Smith,\nits author, was Roosevelt Professor in Germany> several years\nago and wrote at that time the only authentic history of con-\ntemporary American Literature extant in the German language.\nHe is writing at present a biography of O. Henry which will\nclear up a good deal of the mystery and the fantastic stories\nconnected with the personal life of America's greatest short-\nstory writer.\n\"Every student of folk-lore has noticed _ that the la®t years\nhave witnessed a remarkable revival of interest in the folk-song.\nThis interest has not been confined to the United States, but is prob-\nably more manifest in the United States because it has here assumed,\nits most definite form. The American people, not having the\nstore of antique ballads found, for example, in Germany or Scandi-\nnavia or Servia or Spain, have gone zealously to work to collect the\nballads that drifted across with their forebears from England and\nScotland and Ireland. The Bureau of Education in Washington issued\na bulletin in Tanuary, 1914, containing a list of the three hundred and'\nfive English and Scottish ballads and' urged the teachers of the United\nStates to form ballad societies in each state for the purpose of finding\nand thus rescuing these valuable folk-songs before it is too late.\"\nThe Cheerful Liar\nNew York has a new paper. It guarantees that\n\"it can He better than any other newspaper published. We are Cham-\npion Liars. If the public is foolish enough to spend' their money\nfor a bunch of unreliable news, we propose to get into the game also-\nand get some of the coin. We are honest about it and tell you by\nthe name of this newspaper what you can expect. There is no-\nattempt made to obtain your money under false pretenses. Only our\nadvertisement columns are genuine. They all guarantee their goods\nto be as represented.\"\nThere is just one exception I would take with its editor-\nWhere is the cheerfulness in their lying?"}, {"page_pdf": 14, "page_imprimee": "418", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.14", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1250, "texte": "Bookplates of John E. and Samuel Pepys\nHoward C. Levis' new work dealing with the somewhat hu-\nmorous passages in the diaries and correspondence of the two\nfamous seventCenth-century virtuosi, John Evelyn and Samuel\nPepys, which touch on the subject of engraving, will be pub-\nlished shortly by Messrs. Ellis. There are chapters on Evelyn's\nown etchings on the bookplates and bookstamps of the two\ndiarists, on their portraits and the portraits of their wives and\non the frontispieces and illustrations of their works, together\nwith a short bibliography and an index.\nDer Sturm\nThe editorial staff of this organ of the small futuristic group\nof German internationalists suffered another loss, as I see by\nthe last issue, which just reached our desk. August Stramm,\nthe poet whose works created such a sensation in England just\nbefore the outbreak of the war, upon their appearance in Eng-\nlish translation, was the victim of a hostile bullet, in the Bel-\ngian trenches.\nThe New Review\nThe New Review Publishing Association, which publishes the\n\"New Review,\" the theoretical magazine of American Socialism,\nannounces its entrance into the Book Publishing field. Its\npurpose is to publish books dealing with current events and\nproblems."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c016", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c016", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "418", "page_fin": "420", "image_debut": 14, "image_fin": 16, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.16", "titre_corps": "In Our Village", "titre_sommaire": "In Our Village", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 14, "page_imprimee": "418", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.14", "debut_caractere": 1252, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2681, "texte": "In Our Village\nTHE\nchaotic conditions prevailing in the American art world\nof today are but a true replica of what is going on among\nthe artists of our village. The times of Babel seem to be helre\nagain. The great individual efforts towards the one big achieve-\nment seem to be perturbefd. Everybody is working as hard as\nhe can and trying and failing and starting out again with new\nenergy and doing his best .... but he seems to do it in\nhis own language, a different language from that of the uni-\nverse. And everybody else fails to understand him. I am not\ntalking now about artists who are busy getting out orders for\nmagazines and commercial purposes, and I am not thinking of\nimitators who are trying to create sensations with the empty\nlanguage of others who really meant sincerely what they pre-\nsented to the world.\nThere are men and women among us trying to do one thing\nor the other, who are using their paints and brushes for no\nothefr purpose but self-expression. They are the people who\nwill have found themselves in the course of the coming ten or\nfifteen years and who will really have something to give, to a\ngeneration which will have grown with them in the meantime!.\nAlmost as many studios as we have down here,—just as many\ndifferent ways and means of expression of impressions \"to the\nworld\" do we have. And these crefations drift eventually up-\ntown and are exhibited in \"leading\" galleries on the Avenue."}, {"page_pdf": 15, "page_imprimee": "419", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.15", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3008, "texte": "Shall and can experiments be taken seriously? Shouldn't those\nin authority, especially the keepers of galleries refrain from\nusing their walls for experimental purposes, especially when the\nartist today might laugh at his creation of yesterday? Must\nthe public be the goat here, too, as well as in the other branches\nof the free arts, for mere commercial reasons?\nThe individualistic expression of a man is of course, the'\nmost ideal way to attempt the big. But if he uses, in order\nto express himself, a language not understood by anybody\nelse, and if he is not able to compile at the present time a dic-\ntionary to be used by those interested and eager to understand,\nbecausc in most of the cases •he doesn't know himself what'he'\nwant?, why not refrain from exhibiting? Why not take the con-\nsequences of the prerogative of the self-expressionist: \"I don't\ncare what you think about it.—if you can understand it or not;\nit is just exactly as I see it and that is sufficient unto me,\" and\nkeep his creations unto himself until such a time arrives where\neither he shall have found a medium which is not strange to our'\neyes and which we really can see or feel, or our posterity shall\nhave adjusted their focus, in the course of the progress of the\nworld, which will enable them to see and to feel.\nThe grotesque seems to be favored at present by magazines\nwho are willing to pay large prices for something that outdoes\nthis week the unbelievable of last week.\nMoney is the great lure in the career of our artists.\nDo away with the money which can be gained by the sort'\nof production everybody seems to aim at at present, and most\nof the members of our hopeful colony of geniuses will return\nto the diligent study of drawing.\nAnd now be honest to yourself—What is the most wonderful\nidea worth and the most glorious and impossible color scheme,\nif you don't know how to draw and if you think that composi-\ntion is something that one can do away with?\nThe exhibition of paintings, marine scenes and forest scenes,\nincluding portraits of Abraham Lincoln and of Nancy Hanks,-\nLincoln's mother, by Captain George Edward Hall, will con-\ntinue on the walls of Bruno's Garret until the last days itl\nJanuary.\nA group of Russian artists will have a joint exhibition of\ntheir work from February 3rd to February 10th. They comprise\nimpressions of everyday life, landscapes and portraits.\nSadakichi Hartmann is back home in East Aurora. Keeping\ndates is something unknown to him and engagements are always\noptional with him reserving himself the right to cancel when-\never he should see fit to do so. But this time really serious\nillness prevented him from reading his \"Christ\" in Bruno's\nGarret as announced.\nMonday, February 7th, is set aside for a poetry reading of\nH. Thompson Rich, whose war poems, \"The Red Shame\" found\nfavcr in the eyes of editors all over the country, evidenced by\ntheir various reprints in newspapers and magazines. The read-\ning will start at 8 :15. Admission by ticket only."}, {"page_pdf": 16, "page_imprimee": "420", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.16", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 571, "texte": "Tom Sleeper, well-known to the readers of these pages, is liv-\ning at present in the seclusion of the New Jersey mountains and\nplains and only rarely descends to the regions of our village.\nHe has promised for the near future a few of his \"Pastels in\nProse,\" which are really gems, set in platinum—even though he\nclaims that nobody outside of himself knows their real meaning.\nThe Candlestick Tearoom, right around the corner from The\nThimble Theatre, has put new shades on all its candles—some\nvery interesting silhouettes which look very much like life."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c017", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c017", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "420", "page_fin": "421", "image_debut": 16, "image_fin": 17, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.17", "titre_corps": "Charles Edison's Little Thimble Theatre", "titre_sommaire": "Charles Edison's Little Thimble Theatre", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 16, "page_imprimee": "420", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.16", "debut_caractere": 573, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2968, "texte": "Charles Edison's Little Thimble Theatre\nA Performance On Ellis Island\nTHE Thimble Theatre went a traveling last week. The entire\nensemble of last Saturday night followed an invitation of\nchief clerk, Augustus Sherman, of Ellis Island, and repeated\nthe performance for the benefit of the immigrants detained at\npresent 011 Ellis Island. More than four hundred men, women\nand children from all parts of the world listened to the music,\nthis international language of humankind which finds its way to\nheart and soul and was reflected in the faces of all those whom\nthe United States did not welcome to her shores. There were\nwell-dressed men and women of Northern Europe right next\nto the mannish, hard-set faces of Russian peasant women. Next\nto a countenance upon which was written the simplicity of\nmind sat a man whom you would not wish to meet at night\nin a dark There were? hosts of children, in all ages. Mr.\nSherman explained that some of his charges had been ordered\ndeported as far back as eighteen months ago, but on account\nof the* present European complications most of the orders can-\nnot be carried out. The people seem happy and contented as\nmuch as they can expect to be, with the uncertainty of their\nfate hovering above? their heads.\nThe Sunday afternoon concerts are held in a building whose\nsize is similar to that of an armory. The acoustics are rather\nbad, but the audience was very appreciative and the artists did\ntheir best to add a few pleasant hours to the lives of these poor,\ninvoluntary residents of the Island. Especially the Irish Ballads\nsung by Miss Foster and the folk songs by Miss Edens evoked\nthe enthusiasm of the listeners. Mr. Keeler's recitation of chil-\ndren's poems and nursery rhymes, with his phonetic interpre-\ntation of sounds dear to the ears of the little ones, which evi-\ndently must Lethe same all over the world, gathered around\nhim girls and boys who wanted each time just a little bit more\nand his recitation lasted quite longer than had been intended.\nThe concert on the Diamond Disc, a selection of operatic airs\nin several languages, old hymns and chorals, concluded the\nprogram. It was amusing to watch the little ones seated in the\nfirst rows and nearest to the instrument. They didn't know\nwhere the voices and the music came from and it is doubtful\nif their parents, whom they questioned wonderingly, were\nable to give a proper answer."}, {"page_pdf": 17, "page_imprimee": "421", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.17", "debut_caractere": 29, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1584, "texte": "The Sunday afternoon concert, one of the many humani-\ntarian innovations Mr. Sherman has put into effect, is loDked\nforward to eagerly by the detained immigrants; this is one\nmore proof that music, good music, finds a quick repsonse in\nthe heart of evefry human being, even if he doesn't know the\ntechnical meaning of what he hears and of what appeals to\nhim.\nThis Week's Performances.\nA piano recital by Miss Sarah Shapiro, a young artist from\nWaterbury, Conn., will be not only interesting as an interpre-\ntation of some of the best music of Rachmaninoff, of Chopin\nand of Mendelsohn, but on account of her playing for the\nfirst time before a public audience compositions of her own.\nMiss Shapiro is known as a concert artist in her home town\nbut wishes to enter upon a New York career.\nMrs. Lila Collins will sing \"Aria-Enfant Prodigue,\" by De-\nbussey \"Dearest,\" by Homer, and \"Spring Morning,\" by Wil-\nson, as a selection of her repertoire very highly appreciated in\nthe West and the Middle West, where she is well-known as a\nconcert singer. Recently she came East and her appearance\nthis week in the Thimble Theatre will be her first attempt to\nconquer the New York public.\nRichard T. D. Stott, a concert singer for some time is pre-\nparing for a career in light musical comedy (operetta), where\nhe will have a chance to do both singing and dancing. Among\nthe numbers in his repertoire for this week are, \"O du, Mein\nHoldefr Abendstern.\" by Wagner, \"Mother Machree,\" by C. 01-\ncott and Ernest R. Ball, and \"A Song of Sleep,\" by Lord Henry\n• Somerset."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c018", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c018", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "421", "page_fin": "422", "image_debut": 17, "image_fin": 18, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.18", "titre_corps": "The Story of Oscar Wilde's Life and Experience in Reading Gaol*", "titre_sommaire": "The Story of Oscar Wilde's Life and Experience in Reading Gaol*", "signature_source": "His Warder", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 17, "page_imprimee": "421", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.17", "debut_caractere": 1586, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2463, "texte": "The Story of Oscar Wilde's Life and\nExperience in Reading Gaol*\nBy His Warder.\n\"The only task Wilde was put to was to act as 'schoolmaster's\norderly,' which was in the nature of a great privilege, for it\nmeant that he could take? charge of the books and go round\nwith them to other prisoners, besides hav:ng the pick of the\nliterature for himself. Strange as it may seem considering his\nliterary bent, he failed to accomplish eveta this task satisfactorily-\n\"Chiefly he remained in his cell occupied with his books, of\nwhich in his cell he had a large supply, consisting of poetic\nworks and foreign authors. On his table was always a manu-\nscript book—full of writing in some foreign language—French\n\n*/ am indebted for this story to Mr. Patrick F. Madigan,\nwho has the original, in the handwriting of Oscar Wilde's\nwarder, and also the two manuscripts mentioned in this story."}, {"page_pdf": 18, "page_imprimee": "422", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.18", "debut_caractere": 280, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1717, "texte": "or Italian I believe, and Wilde often seemed busily engaged\nwriting in this. , ,\n\"I think this must have been De Profundis—the work ot\nself-analysis that has just been published.\n''His hair was always kept closely cut until about five months\nbefore his discharge, and I remember when he was told that it\nneed not be prison-cropped any more owing to his impending\nrelease, how pleased he seemed. And he was a man who so\nseldom lifted his bowed head of shame to smile.\n\"Wilde was superstitious to a degree?, and I recall one striking\nincident that proved his superstitious fears to be well grounded\n\"I was sweeping the walls of his cell, for he seldom followed\nthe prison regulations with regard to scrupulously cleansing his\ncell daily, and I disturbed a spider which darted across the floor.\n\"As it made off I raised my foot and killed it, when I saw\nWilde looking at me with eyes of horror.\n\" 'It brings bad luck to kill a spider,' he said. I shall hear\nworse news than any I have yet heard.'\n\"At the time I paid little attention _ to it, but the following\nmorning he received the news that his mother, whom he had\ndeeply loved and honoured, had died, and that his shame had\nhastened her end.\" , . .\n\"The saddest story I know of Wilde was one day when his\nsolicitor called to see him to get his signature, I think, to some\npapers in the divorce proceedings then being instituted by hu\nwife—a suit which, of course, Wilde did not defend."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c019", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c019", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "422", "page_fin": "422", "image_debut": 18, "image_fin": 18, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.19", "titre_corps": "[Publicité]", "titre_sommaire": "[Publicité]", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 18, "page_imprimee": "422", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.18", "debut_caractere": 1719, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2349, "texte": "At the Sign of the Red Lamp\nFifty-three West Third Street, New York\nYou will find this old and picturesque Chop House*\nTWO DOORS EAST OF WEST BROADWAY\nWe make a specialty of Sea Food, Steak and Chops\nSAMUEL S. BROAD, Proprietor Telephone: Spring 5963\nOpen Evenings until Nine\nrare books first editions\nExtra Illustrated Books. Early Printed Books. Association Books\nBooks for Christmas Gifts\nPurchased singly or in sets for people who have neither time nor opportunity to\nselect for themselves, or for those who have not access to the best book marts.\nWhy not begin collecting now ?\nAddress E. V., Boston Transcript, Boston, Mass."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c020", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c020", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[423]", "page_fin": "[423]", "image_debut": 19, "image_fin": 19, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.20", "titre_corps": "[Publicité]", "titre_sommaire": "[Publicité]", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 19, "page_imprimee": "[423]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.19", "debut_caractere": 0, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1066, "texte": "■THREE BIG COHAN & HARRIS SUCCESSES\nAT k QTAp Broadwayfand 45th St. Telephone, Bryant 287. Eve'g at 8:20\nTHE I\\0 1 V/I\\ Matinees,|Wednesday (Popular Prices) and Saturday at 2:00\nGeo. M. Cohan's H IT-THE-TRAIL\ngreat HOLLIDAY\nAMERICAN Ft WL.L.1U AI\nPLAY With FRED NIBLO as \" BILLY HOLLIDAY \"\nAT Z11 A AIT\\I I7D *2d Street, West of Broadway. Telephone, Bryant 6344\nTHE vAlli/Ll!«l\\ Eve'g, 8:10. Matinees, Wednesday and Saturday at 2:10\nBEST PLAY OF THE YEAR\nTHE HOUSE OF GLASS\nWith MARY RYAN and the Great All-American Cast\nAT I AMp A PDC 48th Street West of Broadway. Telephone, Bryant 23\nTHE LUIiUAvIVLi Eve'g, 8:30. Matinees,Wednesday and Saturday, 2:30\nLEO DITRICHSTEIN\nIn TRluMFHdV The Great Lover\nLIBRAIRIE FRANCAISE\nDEUTSCHE BUECHER\nLibrairie Francaise\n111 Fourth Avenue\nAlways on hand a large, fine selection of best\nFrench, English, German and Spanish romances.\nBest English literature and foreign classics a spec-\nialty. All kinds of literature bought and exchanged.\nArt magazines wanted.\nWRITE US WHAT YOU ARE INTERESTED IN.\nCIRCULATING LIBRARY ENGLISH BOOKS"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-01-29-01-c021", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01#c021", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-01-29_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[424]", "page_fin": "[424]", "image_debut": 20, "image_fin": 20, "pages_selon": "pagination imprimée relevée dans le METS Blue Mountain (ORDERLABEL) ; [n] = page sans folio restituée", "url_article": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.2.21", "titre_corps": "[Publicité]", "titre_sommaire": "[Publicité]", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 20, "page_imprimee": "[424]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.20", "debut_caractere": 0, "fin_caractere_exclue": 596, "texte": "Ilonka Kaiasz\nCharles Edison's Little Thimble Theatre, Situated\nat No.lOFifth Avenue,Greenwich Village,N.Y.C,\nGuido Bruno, Manager.\nThis Week's Performances and Concerts\nWednesday, 2:15 p. m.\nThursday, 8:15 p. m.\nS\nFriday, 8:15 p. m.\nSaturday, 2:00 p. m.\n8:15 p. m.\nChildren's Hour and Disc Concert\non the Square.\nPerformance at the Little Thimble\nTheatre.\nPerformance at the Little Thimble\nTheatre.\nChildren's Hour and Disc Concert\non the Square.\nPerformance at the Little Thimble\nTheatre.\nAsk or write for ticket of admission to The\nLittle Thimble Theatre performances. They\nare free of charge."}]}], "pages_ocr_originales": [{"page_pdf": 1, "page_imprimee": "couv. 1", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.1", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\nEDITED BY GUIDO BRUNO IN HIS GARRET\nON WASHINGTON SQUARE\nFive Cents January 29th, 1916\nN.S.E.\n\nCoulton Waugh"}, {"page_pdf": 2, "page_imprimee": "[406]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.2", "texte": "Copyright January 29th, 1916. Original matter, including all\ndrawings, may not be reproduced without permission of\nGuido Bruno; but that permission may be assumed if credit it\nfiyen to author and Bruno's Weekly.\nREADERS OF\nBruno's Weekly\nAre Asked To Become\nSUBSCRIBERS\n52IssuesTwo Dollars"}, {"page_pdf": 3, "page_imprimee": "[407]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.3", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\nEdited by Guido Bruno in His Garret on Washington Square\nNo. 5\nJANUARY 29th, MCMXVI\nVol. II\nCopyright 1916 by Guido Bruno\n\nThis poein by Edgar Allan Poe, written for and given to a\nPhiladelphia lady, remained in the possession of her descendants\nuntil a few weeks ago when it was sold, together with other\nvaluable autographs to Mr. Patrick F. Madigan. It has never\nbeen published before and is herewith given to the world for\nthe first time."}, {"page_pdf": 4, "page_imprimee": "408", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.4", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nA Philosopher Among Russian Dancers\nAn Interview with Adolf Bohm.\n\nJHE tumult and the shouting die's, the press-men and the\nveils depart—and what is left ?—Some cosmetic errors the\nAdolf 80lm6 Stretching of the arch of multitudinous feet' and\ntweM--S )v.ho, has discovfTed himself next to Najinski, now\nLe \\wnS ! fone- H,e Is the pampered, over-familiar\nhiVInWH 7L Vug °t th.at top-heavy though attractive\nhigh-nipped Zobeide. He, who is Chef guerrier of Le Prince\nIgor, not forgotten in Les Sylphides and still on view in La\nPrincess Enchantee and Soleil Du Nuit.\nHe comes through the melieu of the Ballet with the smite\n<< > lnan who suffers in three languages.\nBakst—-ah, there you have not only the savage, you have\nalso the artist. I have often thought, how dreadful to be the\npicture—you know what I mean? No? I shall explain. Notice\nthe eye of the connoisseur of arts, then imagine yourself their\ngoal. See? It is so with the costume. Therefore, I say, how\ndieadfm to be the picture but how still more lamentable to be\nthe costume. \" *\n\"Bakst is a successful organ; he has a keen appetite, a nose\nfor cafes, a delightful sense of humor, an impressive style of\nflirting. His advances are of a marked and successful nature,\nconsidering his natural inborn plainness. Of his retreats one\nmight say they are masterly. He sails a boat and drinks tea\nwith graceful repugnance.\n\"He has however one fault—ah, an immense trifle—his head-\ngear the hoods, the turbans, the what-nots that he conceives\ntor the heads of his disciples—Beautiful ? Yes, as only udv\nand vulgar things are,—but—\"\nHe paused knocking his gold cigarette case upon his palm\n1, ,m,y fnend Leon forgets that in the classic arts the feet\nshould have pre-eminence.\n\"Is Bakst new, is his art the art of the creator? Often I\nam asked that, very often I hear others asked that. There is\nan answer. The tragedy of man—'there had been a pastthe\ntragedy of nature—there will be a future.\n\"Without your yesterdays all would be great today. No, of\ncourse, Bakst is not new. Egypt may have been builded on'the\ndust of an older Egypt, Rome may have fallen once again on\nRome.\n'In Russia there are other Russians—better perhaps, and also,\nperhaps not. Bakst happened to come when he was needed,\nwhen the world was ready for him.\nIt is harder, I admit, to become known for what one has\nnot done than for what one has. Bakst took the easiest way.\nhe became known for what he did. Not for his restraint, but\nfor his vigor. One can say of him what Wilde said of Hall\nCain—he creates at the top of his voice.\n\"Therefore it is that one should not say Bakst dares, one\nshould say Bakst dares again."}, {"page_pdf": 5, "page_imprimee": "409", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.5", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\n\"Some of his designs are purely graphic. From the mind,\nfor the paper. These are the? kinds I have reference to, when\nI say how painful to be the costume. I have had to outrage\nBakst, because Bakst has outraged me.\n\"He invents, say, something he considered decorative?, but\nimagine trying to dance entangled with all the intricacies of\nBakst's mind.\n\"Well, we have made our concessions each to the other\" he?\nadded.\nWhen I asked him if America could appreciate Russian art\nhe answered:\n\"You are not asked to understand Russia. You are? asked\nto feel; One does not understand death, one only reacts to it.\"\nI said that the whole production had struck most of us as\nart under the skin. \"A matter,\" I added, \"of gastric acoustics,\narteries and undressing or over-dressing,\" also concluding, \"but\nonly of the kind we lament because that savage sharpness, that\npeasant betterness and vitality given us so richly in the litera-\nture of the Russian and in the Russian history, is missing.\n\"In othe'r words they seem to be economizing on perspiration.\"\nI finished.\n\"He has fallen into the estate of the man who forgets that\ndestruction is more necessary than construction. The rich per-\nversity of a decaying flower is only transcribable in the still\nricher, still more perverse flare of the decaying art. The hap-\npier midways of life and death. The conception that feeds on\nitself,—that is the most beautiful and the most destructive.\nBakst has forgotten, it seems to me, and has instead tried to\nmake? something too new, and in consequence has made it too\nraw. Wounds are all very well but only in that they bled.\nBakst is a wound in which the arteries refuse the'ir waters.\"\nBolm shook his head \"Yes and no, as the peasant says. I\nadmit that he is not always simple. That is what I tried to\npoint out just a few minutes ago. It is his insincefrity that\nsometimes gets in his way, nevertheless his art is a fine thing\nand the world is coming to know that, and then there will be\nothers.\n\"Now let me say something that touches America. You\nwant too many doctors. Only people who go around with the\nassurance given by medietas could expurgate so freely your\nbooks and shave down to so fine a point, your arts. When you\nhavp ceased to have stomach troubles you will not mind th£\nhard and healthy spleen of the children of d'w\nFaune.\"\n\nDjuna Barnes.\n\nFriedrich Nietzsche\nWhoever will be free, must make himself free:\nfreedom is no fairy's gift to fall into any man's lap."}, {"page_pdf": 6, "page_imprimee": "410", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.6", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nLondon Letter\n\nLondon Office of BRUNO'S WEEKLY,\n18 St. Charles Square, New Kensington,\nJanuary 10th.\nJN my letter this week I must give you some Irish news, for I\nhave been spending a few days over in Dublin and the\nvicinity. I paid a visit to the Irish poet, Joseph Campbell, who\nlives out at Enniskerry, in the Wicklow hills. Going down in\nthe train from Harcourt Street station, I looked at Synge's,\nIn Wicklow and West Kerry. It was in Wicklow that the\nauthor of the Playboy picked up so much of that picturesque\nmixture of folk-lore, racy idiom and incident which make the\nquality of his comedies. \"A great country for tramps,\" he says,\nand for tinkers. The abundance of these folk has often been\nregretted, yet in one sense it is an interesting sign, for wher-\never the laborer has preserved his vitality and begets an occa-\nsional temperament of distinction, a certain number of vagrants\nare to be looked for.\"\nDriving through this gray and rather desolate country-side and\ncoming across the low snuggling inns or the country 'characters'\nin the lanes, one could not escape thinking of Synge at work\nwith his fine mind among this peasantry and tinkerdom. I could\npicture to myself how he did it, and when we passed one old\nfellow, whose face suggested a wealth of racy reminiscences by\nits character and quaintness I said; \"Now if we were Synge\nwe would stand that old fellow a drink and draw him out.\"\n\"And well amused he would keep us, too,\" my friend replied.\nPassing through this Wicklow country revealed Synge to me\nin a new way. I saw how lonely and miserable the poor fellow\nmust have been in spite of all the glamor and courage he has\nput into his pages.\nCampbell is well known in America, I fancy, as the author of\nIrishry, the Gilly of Christ, The Man Child, etc., and many\nlyrics in Miss Harriet Monroe's Poetry. He is one of the most\nvigorous figures of the younger Irish school, and has added his\nname to the list of authors who have written plays for the cele-\nbrated Abbey Theatre'. Campbell feels strongly on the subject\nof the modern Irish theatre. He told me he believed that one\nmight say that the Abbey, considered as an art theatre, was dead.\nIt has worked out its ideal and there was no fresh one arising.\nThe plays that are produced there now are only comedies or\nsatires. It is true that they are given in rather a better spirit\nthan at the ordinary commercial theatre, but that is all. Of all\nthe plays produced there, only those by Yeats and Synge will\nlast. The point that Campbell particularly made was that what\nIreland wanted at present most of all in her theatre was the\ndrama of beauty. And that of course is very true, not only of\nIreland, but of any country. Slightly pessimistic as such inti-\nmations are, it is plain that as an art-producing country Ireland\nis at the moment superior to England.\nA visit to the Abbey—so often heard of yet never seen—con-\nfirmed my views. There were two pieces—The Suburban Groove,\nby W. F. Casey, a young man I remember meeting in London\nsome years ago, and a new playlet, Fraternity, by Bernard Duffy."}, {"page_pdf": 7, "page_imprimee": "411", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.7", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n(Continued from last issue)\n\nOne has heard so much of the Abbey Theatre—it is a little\nBayreuth oi modern English theatrical art—that to visit it fof\nthe first time is quite exciting. It was once! a court-house of\nsome kind, my friend tells me, and the interior of the building\npreserves still a little of the judicial sternness. It is very severe?;\nthe proscenium admirable in black and gold lines against a dull\nwhite. A few bronze escutcheons rise in high relief from the\nwalls. It is all ve'ry simple and unpretentious. The audience\ncontains a much greater proportion of young men than one\nwould find at any time in a London theatre?. Obviously, theatre-\ngoing is differently regarded here. The seats are very cheap and\nwe sit in the cheapest—my companion, a young Irish painter,\nand myself.\nThe Suburban Grooves proves charming. It is a volatile trifle,\na comedy of suburban manners, delicately written and delicately\nacted and admirably true to life. Yet it would not stand a chance\nat the commercial theatre. It would be too simple, too natural.\nThe whole! play has nothing remarkable about it except that fact\nthat it is a genuine little play, written for the love of the thing,\nby a whole man who had not sold himself to the devil. The\nnovelty of the evening proved to be very amusing, too. It was\na satire on the? Ancient Order of Hibernians. To judge by the\ncomments around me it did not seem to please the audience verv\nmuch.\nTo turn to English hews, Thomas Beecham has been made a\nknight and Henry James has been givCn the Order of Merit.\nDecorations are always showered in England at the New Year\nupon a number of people who have spent the previous twelve\nmonths, or longer, deserving them. Sir Thomas Beecham has\ndone a good deal for music in England if not for English music.\nIndeed, his work has been chiefly in connection with Russian\nopera and ballet. The name Beecham is closely connected with\nthose delightful evenings we used to spend in the great gallery\nof Covent Garden or Drury Lane a couple of years ago. That\nwas the full flowering of an art-form which a year or so earlier\nin the less gross atmosphere of Paris had blossomed most per-\nfectly. Behind all fantasy and luxuriance! were the hard\nlives and the little realized ideals of the Russian composers\nMousorgsky, Rimsky-Korsakoff and the brethren of the famous\nBand. They dreamed their dream of a Russian national music\nin St. Petersburg about 1860, and about fifty years later their\nart expanded to its fullest. By the way, an excellent little book\non modern Russian music appeared here some short time ago\nby Montagu-Nathan. Lane, I think, is the publisher.\n\nEdward Storer\n\nEternal Minutes\nBy Guido Bruno\n\"Well, I gave her up. # I gave it all up. I didn't have the\nheart to induce her to give the surroundings she loved. I\nknow she would have been willing to do the conventional thing\nbut I didn't dare do it. I loved her so much. I sacrificed\neverything for her sake. Life is worthless for me. I'll never"}, {"page_pdf": 8, "page_imprimee": "412", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.8", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nsee her again and I'll never again feel warmth in my heart. I'll\nnever see her again in my life and I shall long for her until I\ndie.\n\"I might be happy at that . . . if it is happiness: the? con-\nsciousness of my self-sacrifice.\"\nThe man with a sad, resigned face looked forlornly out into\nthe darkness. There was a long silence. His companion did\nnot move. It seemed an eternity, but it surely lasted an hour.\nNeither did his companion take his eyes away from the face of\nthe man who was speaking. He seemed to try to read his mind\nand look deep into his he'art. He was studying the features of\nhis face and making comparisons.\nAnd suddenly all the relaxation disappeared. He seemed ac-\ntive, dynamic. He lay back in the garden chair. He stretched\nhis legs and arms, conscious of his strength. The're was a vig-\norous exhalation from his powerful lungs that blew out the\nlight.\n. . . \"Fool! . . . I would have taken her. I would have\nmade only one appointment with her and that would have\nlasted for life. I would have made her forget het surround-\nings and her furniture. I would have made her sit with me\nin my lonely quarters. I would have? passed to her a part\nof my own dish. I would have brought her happiness in re-\nturn. I would have sacrificed everything but her, and conscious\nof that I would have been happy.\"\nA glaring white lightning parted the dark skies. Thunder\nresounded from all corners of the earth. Heavy drops of an\nunexpected rain beat against the roof. The two men hurried\nback to the big lighted house.\n(Concluded)\n\nA Little Tale by Feodor Sologub\nCaptive Death\nTranslated by John Cournos\nA LONG time ago there lived a brave and invincible Knight\nOne he happened to capture? Death herself.\nHe brought her to his strong castle, and put her in a cell.\nDeath sat there—and people ceased to die.\nThe Knight was overjoyed, an 6 thought:\n\"Now it is we'll, but it is rather a worry to keep a watch on\nher. Perhaps it would be better to destroy her altogether.\"\nBut the Knight was a very just man—he could not kill her\nwithout judgment.\nHe went to the cell, and, passing before the? small window,\nhe said:\n\"Death, I want to cut your head off—you've done a lot of\nharm upon the earth.\"\nBut Death was silent.\nThe Knight continued:\n\"I'll give you a chance—defend yourself if you can. What\nhave you to say for yourself?\""}, {"page_pdf": 9, "page_imprimee": "413", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.9", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nAnd Death answered:\n'I'll say nothing just yet; let Life putin a word for me.\"\nAnd the Knight suddenly saw Life standing beside him; she\nwas a robust and red-cheeked but expressionless woman.\nAnd she began to say such brazen and ungodly things that\ntne brave, invincible Knight trembled, and made haste to open\nthe cell. *\nDeath went out—and men began to die once more. The\nKnight himself died when his time came—and he told no one\nupon the earth what that expressionless, brazen woman, Life,\nhad said to h.m.\nFrom\"The Egoist,\" London.\n\nBalkan Stories\nAfter the German of Roda Roda, by Guido Bruno.\nThe End\n\"|N Our Village\" a Turkish officer said to me, \"we have no\ngraveyard.\"\n\"But where do you bury ... ?\"\nInterrupting my question he said:\nOur people are always shot or hung somewhere else.\"\nBakshish\nQN the morning of my departure? from Constantinople I gave\nthe letter carrier who had brought my letters during my so-\njourn here, half a medshid as a tip.\nIn the aftefrnoon a man came up to me and said: \"My lord,\ni am a stranger to you. You never received a telegram. But\nmay it please you to know that I am the telegraph messenger.\nMay it please you to know that it was up to me to deliver tele-\ngrams to you, if such had been receive'd for you in our office. I\nsu.„ y would have brought them to you most quickly. I know you\nwill be just and you will not harm a man who has always been\nre*n j serve y°u» cannot be blamed that I have never been\ncalled upon to be of service to you. I too deserve half a\nmedshid.\nMontenegro\nJT is widely known what an interesting way King Nicholas\nonce knew to get hold of half a million in ready cash. He\nsent a trusted man to Triest addressing to him continuously\npostal money ordefrs from Cetinje. The trusted man received\npayment for his money orders in the Austrian post office and\nreturned home with the cash to the Black Mountains. King\nNicholas never reimbursed the Austrian postal government,\nlhis episode caused a good deal of talk about the? postal condi-\ntions in Montenegro.\nBefore I left for Cetinje my friends asked me not to forget\nto bring back Montenegran postage stamps of all denominations\nI could get hold of. At the post office of Cetinje the clerk\ngave me stamps in the denominations of one, two, three five\nten and twenty heller. \"But should you also wish stamps for\nnfty heller apiece, he said, \"you will have to go up to the\npalace and see the king. The fifty-heller stamps are being kept\nm His Majesty's private cash box.\""}, {"page_pdf": 10, "page_imprimee": "414", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.10", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nGod Save the King!\nTom Sleeper\nin agonies of Hell\nThe volunteer from Dublin fell.\nThe lead tore hotly at his gaping lung\nA withering thirst choked thick his blackening tongue.\nAnd yet, when later in the day\nThey found the muddy hole in which he lay,\nHe smiled up at the surgeon at his side.\n\"Hero or fool?\" he questioned, then he died.\n\nLions' Roars\nBy D. Molby\nER one is out in a kind of desert country, at night,\nwhere there are some lions and one of them is roaring,\none is likely to get quite a fright. If the lion roars as loud\nas he can, one can hear him a long ways. How far, depends\non what kind of a night it is and on whether he is back in some\nhills or is on the fronj of one. If it is a clear night and there\nis a moon and the lion is standing on a rock that looks out\nover a valley, the sounds will go several miles before they stop.\nThe reason he can roar loud is that his neck is big and his\nvocal cords are strong and his chest powerful. When he roars\nand the efchoes come back, he knows that he has every other\nanimal for miles around scared :.o bad that he can't move. He\nis king of beasts and he wants them to know it. And the\nvibrations in his chest and the firmness in his legs bring him\nthe conciousness of his power.\nWhefn he roars this way, he makes the Earth tremble under\nhis feet, or if he is on a rock, it jars the rock. The night is\nhis and the hills are his, and he rules them with his roar.\n\nPrithee, To What Purpose?\nTom Sleeper\nTHE speckled hen in the back yard scratches, feeds, and lays\nan egg which is destined to become a speckled hen which\nin the back yard scratches, feefds, and lays an egg which is\ndestined to become a speckled hen which in the back yard\nscratches, feeds, and lays an egg which is .... an egg\n. . . become . . . feeds . . . .speckled ....\n\nA Dream\nKarl M. Sherman.\nIN heaven a white-robed angel laid aside his harp and, going\nto the Lord, said, \"Father, I would sleep again.\"\nTenderly smiling, the Almighty replied, \"It is permitted.\"\nOn that morning a child was born."}, {"page_pdf": 11, "page_imprimee": "415", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.11", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nOriginal Drawing by Rudyard Kipling. (Size reduced.)\nFrom the Collection of Mr. Patrick F. Madigan\n\nWar and Books\n\nTHERE is an intimate relation between war and books. This\nmay not be apparent because the effect does not follow\nthe cause immediately. Nor directly. The Welt-geist is prodigal\nof means when the end is not in sight. It accounts to no one.\nAnd it has plenty of time.\nThat there is an intimate relation between wars and books\nis evidenced in the nature and amount of literature after the\nconquests of Julius Csesar. After the? struggle of Russia with\nPoland. After the Freftch Revolution. And after our own two\ngreater wars.\nThe conditions governing the output of books in these several"}, {"page_pdf": 12, "page_imprimee": "416", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.12", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\ninstances are so varied as to preclude the possibility that the mere\nvitality of periods of reconstruction could fertilize a barren\nsoil of letters.\nIt is true that Rome was rich during her Golden Age. And\nAmerica by sheer force of her natural resources, was prosperous\nafter her two wars. But the increased confidence due to restor-\nation of order following disturbed conditions, as little explains\nthe most brilliant period of Latin literature and the sudden\nleaps in American cultural activities, as it accounts for the\ngreat dramas of poverty-stricken Russia or the famous novds\nof a bankrupt French republic.\nJust what happens one can never know.\nIt is as simple and natural, doubtless, as the change of a larva\nto a pupa. And as the transformation of the pupa to a winged\nbutterfly. Metamorphoses are effe'cted in darkness and under\nconditions that preclude observation.\nBut at least something like this occurs.\nDuring war-times the voice of the people is heard. Pe'tty\ndifferences are forgotten. Men gather in the streets and shout\nin unison. They hiss and they cheer. And at e'ach explosion\nthere can be no doubt as to whether it is a hiss or a cheer.\nAnd it follows that in the white heat of some noble excitement\na pamphlet is printed. Some? individual writes it but the people\nhave created it. And in passion and in exaltation songs are\nstruck off.\nEverybody reads the pamphlets and everybody sings the songs.\nThey are active, timely, popular. That is to say that both these\nexpressions of a feeling—pamphlets and songs—came from the\npetople and are again absorbed by them.\nThis is creation, fecundation, germination.\nAfter peace is declared these songs are forgotten. The pamph-\nlets once sold at a penny are exchanged for dollars in auction\nrooms, as curiosities. Maybe as historical evidence. But the\nfolk-idea behind the little book and the verses is living in the\npeople. It grows and spreads.\nAfter a while a restlessness is generally apparent. A fever-\nishnessthat means a generally diffused desire for expression of\nsomething not yet clearly defined.\nA hundred poets and writers, too feeble to make the sound\nthat can be heard and the gesture that can be seen, try to embody\nconcretely what everybody feels is in the air. The? ninety and\nnine fail.\nThen come the men that will be heard: Marcus Aurdius,\nSienkiewicz, Zola. And for us the poets and novelists that\nwrote between our wars and after them, whose sentiments can\nbe traced: pamphlets of Franklin and Payne. And to those\nof the abolitionists.\nUncle Totn's> Cabin and the more pretentious poems of the\nstandard American poets are reflefxes of and reactions from war\nfeeling. And who can estimate the number of novels related\nto each other by kindred sentiments that were? inspired by re-\ncorded expressions of popular feeling during the civil war?"}, {"page_pdf": 13, "page_imprimee": "417", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.13", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nThe tragedy of brothers meeting face to face in opposing battle\narray: the horror that an agricultural people would feel at the\nshooting of a spy: the beauty of reconciliation. These were\nthe themes of the novels and poems.\nAs to just what will b® the general trend of the literature\nthat will record the true feeling in these days when our news\nstands are overflowing with extra war editions, it would be\ninteresting to speculate.\nDoubtless, horror of the incredible spectacle of the foremost\nnations sacrificing human lives by the thousand in the name of\nthe' Almighty, to uphold an abstraction, prejudices all our con-\nclusions. . .\nBut it's safe to say that no sentiment in the present crisis\nwill inspire a woman to write a Battle Hymn of the Republic.\n\nCora Bennett Stephenson\n\nBooks and Magazines of the Week\nA very interesting pamphlet was sent to us by C. Alphonso\nSmith, Edgar Allan Poe, Professor of the University of Vir-\nginia. It is called \"Ballads Surviving in the United States\nand it appeared in the Musical Quarterly, 1916. Professor Smith,\nits author, was Roosevelt Professor in Germany> several years\nago and wrote at that time the only authentic history of con-\ntemporary American Literature extant in the German language.\nHe is writing at present a biography of O. Henry which will\nclear up a good deal of the mystery and the fantastic stories\nconnected with the personal life of America's greatest short-\nstory writer.\n\"Every student of folk-lore has noticed _ that the la®t years\nhave witnessed a remarkable revival of interest in the folk-song.\nThis interest has not been confined to the United States, but is prob-\nably more manifest in the United States because it has here assumed,\nits most definite form. The American people, not having the\nstore of antique ballads found, for example, in Germany or Scandi-\nnavia or Servia or Spain, have gone zealously to work to collect the\nballads that drifted across with their forebears from England and\nScotland and Ireland. The Bureau of Education in Washington issued\na bulletin in Tanuary, 1914, containing a list of the three hundred and'\nfive English and Scottish ballads and' urged the teachers of the United\nStates to form ballad societies in each state for the purpose of finding\nand thus rescuing these valuable folk-songs before it is too late.\"\nThe Cheerful Liar\nNew York has a new paper. It guarantees that\n\"it can He better than any other newspaper published. We are Cham-\npion Liars. If the public is foolish enough to spend' their money\nfor a bunch of unreliable news, we propose to get into the game also-\nand get some of the coin. We are honest about it and tell you by\nthe name of this newspaper what you can expect. There is no-\nattempt made to obtain your money under false pretenses. Only our\nadvertisement columns are genuine. They all guarantee their goods\nto be as represented.\"\nThere is just one exception I would take with its editor-\nWhere is the cheerfulness in their lying?"}, {"page_pdf": 14, "page_imprimee": "418", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.14", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nBookplates of John E. and Samuel Pepys\nHoward C. Levis' new work dealing with the somewhat hu-\nmorous passages in the diaries and correspondence of the two\nfamous seventCenth-century virtuosi, John Evelyn and Samuel\nPepys, which touch on the subject of engraving, will be pub-\nlished shortly by Messrs. Ellis. There are chapters on Evelyn's\nown etchings on the bookplates and bookstamps of the two\ndiarists, on their portraits and the portraits of their wives and\non the frontispieces and illustrations of their works, together\nwith a short bibliography and an index.\nDer Sturm\nThe editorial staff of this organ of the small futuristic group\nof German internationalists suffered another loss, as I see by\nthe last issue, which just reached our desk. August Stramm,\nthe poet whose works created such a sensation in England just\nbefore the outbreak of the war, upon their appearance in Eng-\nlish translation, was the victim of a hostile bullet, in the Bel-\ngian trenches.\nThe New Review\nThe New Review Publishing Association, which publishes the\n\"New Review,\" the theoretical magazine of American Socialism,\nannounces its entrance into the Book Publishing field. Its\npurpose is to publish books dealing with current events and\nproblems.\n\nIn Our Village\nTHE\nchaotic conditions prevailing in the American art world\nof today are but a true replica of what is going on among\nthe artists of our village. The times of Babel seem to be helre\nagain. The great individual efforts towards the one big achieve-\nment seem to be perturbefd. Everybody is working as hard as\nhe can and trying and failing and starting out again with new\nenergy and doing his best .... but he seems to do it in\nhis own language, a different language from that of the uni-\nverse. And everybody else fails to understand him. I am not\ntalking now about artists who are busy getting out orders for\nmagazines and commercial purposes, and I am not thinking of\nimitators who are trying to create sensations with the empty\nlanguage of others who really meant sincerely what they pre-\nsented to the world.\nThere are men and women among us trying to do one thing\nor the other, who are using their paints and brushes for no\nothefr purpose but self-expression. They are the people who\nwill have found themselves in the course of the coming ten or\nfifteen years and who will really have something to give, to a\ngeneration which will have grown with them in the meantime!.\nAlmost as many studios as we have down here,—just as many\ndifferent ways and means of expression of impressions \"to the\nworld\" do we have. And these crefations drift eventually up-\ntown and are exhibited in \"leading\" galleries on the Avenue."}, {"page_pdf": 15, "page_imprimee": "419", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.15", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nShall and can experiments be taken seriously? Shouldn't those\nin authority, especially the keepers of galleries refrain from\nusing their walls for experimental purposes, especially when the\nartist today might laugh at his creation of yesterday? Must\nthe public be the goat here, too, as well as in the other branches\nof the free arts, for mere commercial reasons?\nThe individualistic expression of a man is of course, the'\nmost ideal way to attempt the big. But if he uses, in order\nto express himself, a language not understood by anybody\nelse, and if he is not able to compile at the present time a dic-\ntionary to be used by those interested and eager to understand,\nbecausc in most of the cases •he doesn't know himself what'he'\nwant?, why not refrain from exhibiting? Why not take the con-\nsequences of the prerogative of the self-expressionist: \"I don't\ncare what you think about it.—if you can understand it or not;\nit is just exactly as I see it and that is sufficient unto me,\" and\nkeep his creations unto himself until such a time arrives where\neither he shall have found a medium which is not strange to our'\neyes and which we really can see or feel, or our posterity shall\nhave adjusted their focus, in the course of the progress of the\nworld, which will enable them to see and to feel.\nThe grotesque seems to be favored at present by magazines\nwho are willing to pay large prices for something that outdoes\nthis week the unbelievable of last week.\nMoney is the great lure in the career of our artists.\nDo away with the money which can be gained by the sort'\nof production everybody seems to aim at at present, and most\nof the members of our hopeful colony of geniuses will return\nto the diligent study of drawing.\nAnd now be honest to yourself—What is the most wonderful\nidea worth and the most glorious and impossible color scheme,\nif you don't know how to draw and if you think that composi-\ntion is something that one can do away with?\nThe exhibition of paintings, marine scenes and forest scenes,\nincluding portraits of Abraham Lincoln and of Nancy Hanks,-\nLincoln's mother, by Captain George Edward Hall, will con-\ntinue on the walls of Bruno's Garret until the last days itl\nJanuary.\nA group of Russian artists will have a joint exhibition of\ntheir work from February 3rd to February 10th. They comprise\nimpressions of everyday life, landscapes and portraits.\nSadakichi Hartmann is back home in East Aurora. Keeping\ndates is something unknown to him and engagements are always\noptional with him reserving himself the right to cancel when-\never he should see fit to do so. But this time really serious\nillness prevented him from reading his \"Christ\" in Bruno's\nGarret as announced.\nMonday, February 7th, is set aside for a poetry reading of\nH. Thompson Rich, whose war poems, \"The Red Shame\" found\nfavcr in the eyes of editors all over the country, evidenced by\ntheir various reprints in newspapers and magazines. The read-\ning will start at 8 :15. Admission by ticket only."}, {"page_pdf": 16, "page_imprimee": "420", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.16", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nTom Sleeper, well-known to the readers of these pages, is liv-\ning at present in the seclusion of the New Jersey mountains and\nplains and only rarely descends to the regions of our village.\nHe has promised for the near future a few of his \"Pastels in\nProse,\" which are really gems, set in platinum—even though he\nclaims that nobody outside of himself knows their real meaning.\nThe Candlestick Tearoom, right around the corner from The\nThimble Theatre, has put new shades on all its candles—some\nvery interesting silhouettes which look very much like life.\n\nCharles Edison's Little Thimble Theatre\nA Performance On Ellis Island\nTHE Thimble Theatre went a traveling last week. The entire\nensemble of last Saturday night followed an invitation of\nchief clerk, Augustus Sherman, of Ellis Island, and repeated\nthe performance for the benefit of the immigrants detained at\npresent 011 Ellis Island. More than four hundred men, women\nand children from all parts of the world listened to the music,\nthis international language of humankind which finds its way to\nheart and soul and was reflected in the faces of all those whom\nthe United States did not welcome to her shores. There were\nwell-dressed men and women of Northern Europe right next\nto the mannish, hard-set faces of Russian peasant women. Next\nto a countenance upon which was written the simplicity of\nmind sat a man whom you would not wish to meet at night\nin a dark There were? hosts of children, in all ages. Mr.\nSherman explained that some of his charges had been ordered\ndeported as far back as eighteen months ago, but on account\nof the* present European complications most of the orders can-\nnot be carried out. The people seem happy and contented as\nmuch as they can expect to be, with the uncertainty of their\nfate hovering above? their heads.\nThe Sunday afternoon concerts are held in a building whose\nsize is similar to that of an armory. The acoustics are rather\nbad, but the audience was very appreciative and the artists did\ntheir best to add a few pleasant hours to the lives of these poor,\ninvoluntary residents of the Island. Especially the Irish Ballads\nsung by Miss Foster and the folk songs by Miss Edens evoked\nthe enthusiasm of the listeners. Mr. Keeler's recitation of chil-\ndren's poems and nursery rhymes, with his phonetic interpre-\ntation of sounds dear to the ears of the little ones, which evi-\ndently must Lethe same all over the world, gathered around\nhim girls and boys who wanted each time just a little bit more\nand his recitation lasted quite longer than had been intended.\nThe concert on the Diamond Disc, a selection of operatic airs\nin several languages, old hymns and chorals, concluded the\nprogram. It was amusing to watch the little ones seated in the\nfirst rows and nearest to the instrument. They didn't know\nwhere the voices and the music came from and it is doubtful\nif their parents, whom they questioned wonderingly, were\nable to give a proper answer."}, {"page_pdf": 17, "page_imprimee": "421", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.17", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n(Continued).\n\nThe Sunday afternoon concert, one of the many humani-\ntarian innovations Mr. Sherman has put into effect, is loDked\nforward to eagerly by the detained immigrants; this is one\nmore proof that music, good music, finds a quick repsonse in\nthe heart of evefry human being, even if he doesn't know the\ntechnical meaning of what he hears and of what appeals to\nhim.\nThis Week's Performances.\nA piano recital by Miss Sarah Shapiro, a young artist from\nWaterbury, Conn., will be not only interesting as an interpre-\ntation of some of the best music of Rachmaninoff, of Chopin\nand of Mendelsohn, but on account of her playing for the\nfirst time before a public audience compositions of her own.\nMiss Shapiro is known as a concert artist in her home town\nbut wishes to enter upon a New York career.\nMrs. Lila Collins will sing \"Aria-Enfant Prodigue,\" by De-\nbussey \"Dearest,\" by Homer, and \"Spring Morning,\" by Wil-\nson, as a selection of her repertoire very highly appreciated in\nthe West and the Middle West, where she is well-known as a\nconcert singer. Recently she came East and her appearance\nthis week in the Thimble Theatre will be her first attempt to\nconquer the New York public.\nRichard T. D. Stott, a concert singer for some time is pre-\nparing for a career in light musical comedy (operetta), where\nhe will have a chance to do both singing and dancing. Among\nthe numbers in his repertoire for this week are, \"O du, Mein\nHoldefr Abendstern.\" by Wagner, \"Mother Machree,\" by C. 01-\ncott and Ernest R. Ball, and \"A Song of Sleep,\" by Lord Henry\n• Somerset.\n\nThe Story of Oscar Wilde's Life and\nExperience in Reading Gaol*\nBy His Warder.\n\"The only task Wilde was put to was to act as 'schoolmaster's\norderly,' which was in the nature of a great privilege, for it\nmeant that he could take? charge of the books and go round\nwith them to other prisoners, besides hav:ng the pick of the\nliterature for himself. Strange as it may seem considering his\nliterary bent, he failed to accomplish eveta this task satisfactorily-\n\"Chiefly he remained in his cell occupied with his books, of\nwhich in his cell he had a large supply, consisting of poetic\nworks and foreign authors. On his table was always a manu-\nscript book—full of writing in some foreign language—French\n\n*/ am indebted for this story to Mr. Patrick F. Madigan,\nwho has the original, in the handwriting of Oscar Wilde's\nwarder, and also the two manuscripts mentioned in this story."}, {"page_pdf": 18, "page_imprimee": "422", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.18", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n(To be Continued).\nBruno's Weekly, published weekly by Charles Edison, and\nedited and written by Guido Bruno, both at 58 Washington\nSquare, New York City. Subscription $2 a year.\nApplication for entry as second-class matter at the Post Office of New\nYork pending.\n\nor Italian I believe, and Wilde often seemed busily engaged\nwriting in this. , ,\n\"I think this must have been De Profundis—the work ot\nself-analysis that has just been published.\n''His hair was always kept closely cut until about five months\nbefore his discharge, and I remember when he was told that it\nneed not be prison-cropped any more owing to his impending\nrelease, how pleased he seemed. And he was a man who so\nseldom lifted his bowed head of shame to smile.\n\"Wilde was superstitious to a degree?, and I recall one striking\nincident that proved his superstitious fears to be well grounded\n\"I was sweeping the walls of his cell, for he seldom followed\nthe prison regulations with regard to scrupulously cleansing his\ncell daily, and I disturbed a spider which darted across the floor.\n\"As it made off I raised my foot and killed it, when I saw\nWilde looking at me with eyes of horror.\n\" 'It brings bad luck to kill a spider,' he said. I shall hear\nworse news than any I have yet heard.'\n\"At the time I paid little attention _ to it, but the following\nmorning he received the news that his mother, whom he had\ndeeply loved and honoured, had died, and that his shame had\nhastened her end.\" , . .\n\"The saddest story I know of Wilde was one day when his\nsolicitor called to see him to get his signature, I think, to some\npapers in the divorce proceedings then being instituted by hu\nwife—a suit which, of course, Wilde did not defend.\n\nAt the Sign of the Red Lamp\nFifty-three West Third Street, New York\nYou will find this old and picturesque Chop House*\nTWO DOORS EAST OF WEST BROADWAY\nWe make a specialty of Sea Food, Steak and Chops\nSAMUEL S. BROAD, Proprietor Telephone: Spring 5963\nOpen Evenings until Nine\nrare books first editions\nExtra Illustrated Books. Early Printed Books. Association Books\nBooks for Christmas Gifts\nPurchased singly or in sets for people who have neither time nor opportunity to\nselect for themselves, or for those who have not access to the best book marts.\nWhy not begin collecting now ?\nAddress E. V., Boston Transcript, Boston, Mass."}, {"page_pdf": 19, "page_imprimee": "[423]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.19", "texte": "■THREE BIG COHAN & HARRIS SUCCESSES\nAT k QTAp Broadwayfand 45th St. Telephone, Bryant 287. Eve'g at 8:20\nTHE I\\0 1 V/I\\ Matinees,|Wednesday (Popular Prices) and Saturday at 2:00\nGeo. M. Cohan's H IT-THE-TRAIL\ngreat HOLLIDAY\nAMERICAN Ft WL.L.1U AI\nPLAY With FRED NIBLO as \" BILLY HOLLIDAY \"\nAT Z11 A AIT\\I I7D *2d Street, West of Broadway. Telephone, Bryant 6344\nTHE vAlli/Ll!«l\\ Eve'g, 8:10. Matinees, Wednesday and Saturday at 2:10\nBEST PLAY OF THE YEAR\nTHE HOUSE OF GLASS\nWith MARY RYAN and the Great All-American Cast\nAT I AMp A PDC 48th Street West of Broadway. Telephone, Bryant 23\nTHE LUIiUAvIVLi Eve'g, 8:30. Matinees,Wednesday and Saturday, 2:30\nLEO DITRICHSTEIN\nIn TRluMFHdV The Great Lover\nLIBRAIRIE FRANCAISE\nDEUTSCHE BUECHER\nLibrairie Francaise\n111 Fourth Avenue\nAlways on hand a large, fine selection of best\nFrench, English, German and Spanish romances.\nBest English literature and foreign classics a spec-\nialty. All kinds of literature bought and exchanged.\nArt magazines wanted.\nWRITE US WHAT YOU ARE INTERESTED IN.\nCIRCULATING LIBRARY ENGLISH BOOKS"}, {"page_pdf": 20, "page_imprimee": "[424]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160129-01.1.20", "texte": "Ilonka Kaiasz\nCharles Edison's Little Thimble Theatre, Situated\nat No.lOFifth Avenue,Greenwich Village,N.Y.C,\nGuido Bruno, Manager.\nThis Week's Performances and Concerts\nWednesday, 2:15 p. m.\nThursday, 8:15 p. m.\nS\nFriday, 8:15 p. m.\nSaturday, 2:00 p. m.\n8:15 p. m.\nChildren's Hour and Disc Concert\non the Square.\nPerformance at the Little Thimble\nTheatre.\nPerformance at the Little Thimble\nTheatre.\nChildren's Hour and Disc Concert\non the Square.\nPerformance at the Little Thimble\nTheatre.\nAsk or write for ticket of admission to The\nLittle Thimble Theatre performances. They\nare free of charge."}]}