{"numero_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_sha256": "f436c7b915b2bae8893519d9ff6bbcd76dd8afe9315156bbdd55518ab861e559", "source_tei": "https://github.com/Princeton-CDH/bluemountain-transcriptions/blob/main/periodicals/bmtnaaq/issues/1916/03/04_01/bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01.tei.xml", "source_mets": "https://github.com/pulibrary/BlueMountain/blob/main/metadata/periodicals/bmtnaaq/issues/1916/03/04_01/bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01.mets.xml", "url_numero": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01", "articles": [{"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c001", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c001", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.1", "titre_corps": "Aubrey Beardsley", "titre_sommaire": "Aubrey Beardsley", "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.1", "debut_caractere": 110, "fin_caractere_exclue": 126, "texte": "Aubrey Beardsley"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c002", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c002", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[519]", "page_fin": "[519]", "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.2", "titre_corps": "From the Collection of Patrick F. Madigan", "titre_sommaire": "From the Collection of 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": 3, "page_imprimee": "[519]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.3", "debut_caractere": 135, "fin_caractere_exclue": 176, "texte": "From the Collection of Patrick F. Madigan"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c003", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c003", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[519]", "page_fin": "522", "image_debut": 3, "image_fin": 6, "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.3", "titre_corps": "The I. The Chat Noir, the First and the most Famous of the Cabarets", "titre_sommaire": "The I. The Chat Noir, the First and the most Famous of the Cabarets", "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": "[519]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.3", "debut_caractere": 178, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1178, "texte": "The Cabaret: Its Origin, Its Rise and\nIts Decline\nI. The Chat Noir, the First and the most Famous of the Cabarets\nwine-houses and coffee houses are as old as\nthe Rocky Mountains. And ever since they came into\nexistence surely there have been singers and players of in-\nstruments who have given here, to their own and to the\namusement of others, samples of their merry art. But the\ninstitution which we call today the cabaret—the Frenchman\nsays, \"cabaret chantant\"—came into existence on the 18th\nof November, 1881, on that memorable day on which the\npainter, Rodolphe Salis, opened his famous Chat Noir at No.\n84 Boulevard Rochechouart. Painters, poets and musicians\n—all kinds of elements constituting the intellectual proletar-\niat, driven out of the old revered Quartier Latin, which was\nbeing modernized at that time, packed up their belongings\nand emigrated to the outer boulevard, to the sacred mountain,\nthe Montmarte, the \"Butte sacree.\"\nAt the beginning, Salis was only the landlord in whose"}, {"page_pdf": 4, "page_imprimee": "520", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.4", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3025, "texte": "place the \"Hydropaths\" assembled once every week. The\nonly credit he can get in those days was that he induced this\nassembly of artists, among whom was Emilie Goudeau, to\nmove from the left bank of the Seine to the Montmarte.\nEvery Friday they assembled. They played, they sang and\nthey laughed. Every guest who happened to come was wel-\ncome, no matter whether he took active part in the enter-\ntainment or whether he remained a listener. Very soon all\nParis was talking about the \"Black Cat,\" and the fact that\nthere still could be found Bohemian life—that kind of Bohe-\nmian life known to all from Henri Murger's novels.\nBut for the rapid success of this cabaret and its being\nknown in the largest circles of Paris, Salis had to thank the\nweekly he started to publish, \"Le Chat Noir.\" Here the\nParisians could see for the first time the marvelous carica-\ntures of Riviere, Steinlen, Willette, Henri Somn and Caran\nd'Ache; there were poems and short pieces in prose by\nAuriol, Alphonse Allais and many others whose names are\nwell-known since, in French letters. Salis proved to be a\nwonderful organizer. He always gave Paris something new\nto laugh about, as, for instance, that famous feast, \"La Soupe\net le Boeuf,\" and his memorable celebrations of the 14th of\nJuly.\nEvery Parisian had to see at least once this cabaret, and\neach new guest was welcomed by the \"Cabaretier—gentil-\nhomme\" with a dignified, well-set oration. Salis knew always\nhow to attract new talents to his house. And very soon\nnights were turned to days and the same happy merriment\ncould be found in the \"Black Cat\" at any hour of the day.\ndid not charge admission fees. But the prices paid for\nthe \"consommation\"—mostly a stein of beer—were exhorbi-\ntant; five, ten, twenty or more francs were paid for one glass\nof beer.\nWhole Paris was enthusiastic; with the exception of just\nthat part of the city which Salis made famous—the \"Butte\nsacree.\" The \"Sacred Mountain\" had been for years the un-\ndisputed property of the toughest and the roughest popula-\ntion of Paris. Prostitutes and their protectors had here their\nhiding-places. These people looked upon the artists as in-\ntruders. They were their declared enemies since the first\nnight the 'Black Cat\" opened its doors. They were ready to\ndefend their rights with knife and gun. The different gangs\nwere not satisfied with holding up guests on their way to the\ncabaret, but they even attacked the \"Black Cat\" itself. Salis\nlaughed at first, but after one hard fight in which several of\nhis guests were wounded, one of his waiters killed, and he\nhimself had received half a dozen stiletto wounds, he gave up\nand decided to move away.\nSalis bought in the street Victor-Masse—in those days it\nwas the Rue de Laval—the good-looking house of Alfred\nStevens, the painter, and equipped it with the help of his\nfriends, magnificently for the purpose it should serve. PI.\nPille designed the front with its monstrously big black cats;\nthe lanterns and a show-piece were done by Gasset, and in"}, {"page_pdf": 5, "page_imprimee": "521", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.5", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3103, "texte": "the vestibule was the marvelous Venus of Houdorj. To the\nleft the salle des gardes, a beautiful room with a big window,\nthe \"Te deum laudamus,\" by Willette. There were pictures\nby Steinlen, by Riviere and many others. There were thou-\nsands of curiosities—things really worth while seeing. On the\nfirst floor were situated the \"coimcil-chambers,\" the real\ncabaret of the artists. On the second floor, the banquet hall\nwhere the famous shadow plays took place. The walls were\ncovered with works of art. Anybody who knows modern\nParisian art of today would be surprised how the \"Seigneur\nde Chatnoirville-en-Vexin\" saw the talent and recognized the\nartists fifteen and twenty years ahead of the world and of\ncontemporaries. After Salis' death in 1897, the works of art\nin the\"Chat Noir\" were partly auctioned off by his heirs,\nand while the coming-off of the auction was unknown, still\n116,000 francs were realized. Salis had paid a few years\nbefore, a few glasses of beer for some of the most valuable\nworks of art in his house. But surely none of the artists en-\ntertained an unfriendly memory of him, because it was he\nwho made known the light-living artist folk of the Mont-\nmartre to Paris, to France and to the world. And today,\nwhile many of these artists own wonderfully-appointed\nhouses of their own, they will not deny that Rodolphe Salis,\nBaron de la Tour de Naiire, laid the foundation to their future\nsuccess.\nThe removal of the \"Black Cat\" to its new home was an\nevent for Paris. At midnight the emigration of the artists\nfrom the Boulevard Rocliechouart started. At first came two\nheralds followed by the music band, then Salis himself in the\ngarb of a Roman dictator. Two men in gorgeous livery fol-\nlowed him, carrying the standard of the \"Black Cat,\" bearing\nthe motto: \"Montjoye-Montmartre.\" Four men in green\nacademic coats embroidered with palm leaves, carried sol-\nemnly Willette's big picture \"Parce Domine,\" while in a\nseemingly endless row of carriages the other works of art\nwere transferred to the new home. Then came hundreds of\nartists with burning torches in their hands, and music again,\nand people, hoards of people.\nSalis' wonderful success had to have imitators. Artistide\nBruant, the greatest poetic talent of the \"Butte\" and one of\nthe founders of the \"Black Cat,\" separated from his master\nafter Salis left the Montmartre and started a cabaret of his\nown; he called it \"Le Mirliton,\" and conducting a weekly of\nthe same name, created fame of his own. Hundreds of other\ncabarets came and went in the course of years. But only a\nfew of them are noteworthy to future generations: \"Le Chien\nNoir,\" \"La Puree\" and \"Aux-4'-z-Arts.\" As well as Salis\nwith his \"Chat Noir\" so went the proprietors of these caba-\nrets with their artists and their papers for short trips through\nthe country, and very soon nearly every city in France had\nits own cabaret. Then they went out to the neighboring\nforeign countries. They went at first to French-speaking\ncountries, as Belgium, Tunis, Algeria and Switzerland. A\nfew of them toured very successfully Germany and Austria"}, {"page_pdf": 6, "page_imprimee": "522", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.6", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2385, "texte": "and left there the first seed, from which in the last decade\nof the nineteenth century sprang a crop of cabarets. Most\nof them were short-lived. Ihe French had always featuied\nrather the artistic element than anything else. Ihe German\ncabaret degenerated very soon after its institution into com-\nmercial propositions linked closely with the demi-monde, be-\ncoming an important factor of the not-healthy and not-de-\nsired night life\nWhat was the charm that brought tout Paris to the cabaret?\n-—this peculiar, indefinable charm r Wouldn't you think that\nthe public would rather hesitate to frequent places where\nevery man at his entering was greeted as '\"muffle\" (clown),\nand every lady as \"binette\" (funny mug) and gueule (gos-\nsip), as it happened every night in Bruant's Mirliton? Of\ncourse, Salis welcomed his guests with: \"my prince, but his\nwas the same contempt for the Philistines as in the rough-\nness of Bruant, who would interrupt his song, turning to the\nman who had whispered to his neighbor, \"Shut up, you\nbeast, if I am singing.\" And still, the most exclusive society\nof Paris was anxious to gain a ticket of admission to the\ngala evenings of Salis in the\"Chat Noir,\" and on such even-\nings the same carriages witli liveried footmen could be seen\nin front of the \"Black Cat\" as on the gala evenings before\nthe grand opera.\nThe new, the one thing that seemed to magnetize the pub-\nlic was: here they could meet face to face the artists whose\nworks could be found on stages, in concerts, in art exhibits\nand in bookstores—real living poets, painters, musicians and\nsculptors.—Not just one, like at some evening affair, but a\nwhole bunch of them, all moving around freely in their own\nhome, in their real own element. Such attraction could not\nbe found in any salon of Paris.\nMontmartre gave them an offering which could not be\nfound anywhere else in the whole world. Just as they came\nfrom the street, these artists mounted the stage, declaimed\nor sang their poems and said just what they pleased to say.\nNothing was sacred to them—not even the three-times-holy\npublic before whom every halfway-sensible show manager,\nactor, singer or artist bows reverently.\nParis seemed to breathe a different air at the Montmartre.\nAnd they never had dreamt that there was so much origin-\nality, so much unexpected and so many wonderfully enjoy-\nable intramuras of Paris."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c004", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c004", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "522", "page_fin": "524", "image_debut": 6, "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.4", "titre_corps": "The Bruno Players", "titre_sommaire": "The Bruno Players", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 6, "page_imprimee": "522", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.6", "debut_caractere": 2387, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2876, "texte": "The Bruno Players\n\"THE presentation of \"Miss Julia,\" the first performance of\nthe Bruno Players, on last Monday, in Charles Edison's\nLittle Thimble Theatre at 10 Fifth Avenue, was a success.\nAugust Strindberg wanted a small stage for his play. He\nwanted a small audience. He did not want actors on the\nstage, but real people. And he wanted for listeners just that\nnumber of men and women that could possibly be addressed\nby an individual without losing the intimacy of a face to face\ntalk."}, {"page_pdf": 7, "page_imprimee": "523", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.7", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2938, "texte": "The Play\n\"Miss Julia\" is a tragedy. It is a tragedy which is not so\naccentuated as that it could not play a painful part in our own\nlife.\nThere are a man and a woman, stripped of all the garb\nwhich tradition and convention have created during nineteen\ncenturies. All bars erected by social standing and different\nbirths—in short every barrier that is man-made—are set aside\non this one Midsummer Eve, in this one night.\nMid-summer Eve, the people's festival according to the old\nScandinavian sagas; all distinctions properly guided by human\nstandards and by laws that seem almost supernatural have\nbeen thrown away. Man and woman meet on a new basis.\nThey are just man and just woman, such as were their sav-\nage ancestors. They have stepped for once, far out of their\nown personalities.\nThey are viewing their own lives—objectively. They help\none another to wash their soiled linen while the audience\nsits there and looks on and listens. There is no time either\nto feel sympathetic or to become antagonized. Life's evolu-\ntion is too logical and too constricted in its sequence to per-\nmit meditation upon plot and upon the people impersonating\nmen and women on the stage. There was life upon that\nstage, real, merciless life with all its elements, with all its\noppressing seriousness and its relieving comedy.\nStrindberg knows no plots. But life does not know them\neither. Strindberg knows life. He tells it just as it happens.\nThe characters of his play create troubles and tragedies for\nthemselves exactly as we do in our own lives. They are sub-\njected to the same influences of their fellow men and women\nthat we are in our own lives. There are only three charac-\nters on the stage, but in reality there are a good many more.\nWe can almost see the honest good Count, whom the daugh-\nter would not dishonor, not even if she must give her life to\nsave him from that certain knowledge. We see her mother,\nthe hysteric upstart, making a mess of her life, and we feel\nthe hand of God throughout the entire play. ,4Evil revenges\nitself on earth. The powers of nature equalize themselves\nto an equilibrium which makes living possible for us.\" This\nis the motive of Strindberg in all of his plays, and supremely\nin \"Miss Julia.\"\nAnd these people on the stage that upset their entire lives\nin the course of fifteen minutes, take the consequences just\nas we do in real life.\nIf you read newspapers, you know that one commits sui-\ncide because he has done something in the course of a few\nshort hours which erases all the years he had lived on earth\nup until then; another one goes to jail, and still another one\nlives out his life after others have cleared his path by what\nthey thought they had to do.\nMiss Julia could not live on. Remember similar cases\nyou have read in newspapers, or that you know have hap-\npened in families with which you are acquainted.. Think of\nthose women that you know have committed suicide . . .!"}, {"page_pdf": 8, "page_imprimee": "524", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.8", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2496, "texte": "Do you not think it is real life—what Strindberg enrolls\nbefore us in his one-act play?\n'\"Ugly?\" As the esteemed critic of a daily paper says.\nOf course it is ugly. But do you think it is nicer to cover it\nup with pink silk? Do you think that a putrid corpse will\nsmell better if we give it a pompous burial and cover it with\na blanket of lilies of the valley and strew it with tuberoses?\nStrindberg knew that the odor of a corpse is very strong.\nBut he also knew that it would not do to sprinkle it with\nMary Garden perfume. The perfume will evaporate, and the\nodor will be the stronger and the much more unbearable. He\nstripped it of its funeral regalia, he put it up on public exhi-\nbition, and very soon even those less sensitive will keep far\naway. There is no better object lesson than anatomical de-\nstruction.\nThe corpse will decay, returning to its natural chemical\nsubstances. Mother Earth will absorb whatever there is\nessential for growth and reproduction. A new life will sprout\nindue time, where once there was the poor distintegrated\ncorpse.\nThe Players\nThe three members of the assembly which were the valet\n\"Jean\" and \"Miss Julia,\" the young countess, and \"Christine,\"\nthe count's cook, were just these three persons. What does\nit matter if you know that Mr. Langdon Gillet was some\ntime ago a \"Romeo,\" or this one or that one in some other\nplays? What does it matter that Miss Laura Arnold has had\na successful stage career, and that Miss Alive Baker played\ncharacter parts for a few years as a recognized celebrity up\non other stages?\nThere they were on a little platform (nine by eighteen)\nwithout scenic or light effects, without all that stage ma-\nchinery that seems so essential upon our stages to-day for\nthe success of a play. They had dared to undertake it, and\nnow, they too believe that good acting is all that is required\nto arouse the imagination of the audience, to keep it spell-\nbound, to whip it into horrors, to make it laugh without being\nfunny, and to dismiss it in deep thoughts, meditating upon\nthe play, upon life in general, and upon their own lives in\nparticular. And where is there life without tragedy? Who\nis the man or the woman who could not point out to you in\nsome place or another a corpse laid out covered with \"purple\nand; white flowers, sprinkled with heavily scented perfumes?\nThe Bruno Players do not count their success by compar-\ning t cket stubs and the cash in the box office, but by reading\nthe faces of their audiences."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c005", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c005", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "524", "page_fin": "526", "image_debut": 8, "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.5", "titre_corps": "London Letter", "titre_sommaire": "London Letter", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 8, "page_imprimee": "524", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.8", "debut_caractere": 2498, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2713, "texte": "London Letter\nLondon Office of BRUNO'S WEEKLY,\n18 St. Charles Square, New Kensington\nFebruary I Oth, 1916.\nJ WILL begin with the worst thing that has happened to\nus since last I wrote and then look for the best. The"}, {"page_pdf": 9, "page_imprimee": "525", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.9", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3024, "texte": "closing of the museums, and particularly of the British Mu-\nseum has aroused much criticism. It is done, so we are told, «\nin the name of economy, but the saving effected is so trifling\nthat the loss of dignity and art morale seems to make it\nhardly worth while.\nIo those among us who have made the British Museum a\ncentre of study and research in common the loss is quite per-\nsonal. It is true that the Library is to remain open, but the\nbeautiful Greek galleries are to be closed. We shall not see\nthe Demeter of Knidos again until after the war, nor the\nMourning Woman, nor the great figures from the Sacred\nWay. Will these relics of divine Greece think that a new\nDark Ages has come upon the world now that no poets or\nartists ever come to pay them homage? I should well like\nto be the first visitor to look upon them again in that day\nwhen peace throws open once more the doors of their prison.\nIt seems to me that in such a moment one might well ex-\nperience something of the thrill which Schliemann knew\nwhen he discovered the tomb of the Atridae at Mykenae.\n1 erhaps that may seem to you an exaggeration, but to the\nstudent at the British Museum these magnificent galleries of\nGreek and Egyptian statuary, vases and gems make up a\ngreat deal m one's life, and to go for a turn with a friend\nround the galleries after a couple of hours or so study in the\nlibrary was a pleasure we shall greatly miss.\nA museum which to the visiting stranger seems the most\nconfusing and least hospitable place in the world becomes\ncuriously intimate to the man who goes there every day. In\na sense, as a friend remarked to me the other day, the British\nMuseum nas for tne students who use it regularly something\n0 tne character of a University. We shall all of us miss a\ngreat deal of that. The only consolation is that the. Library\nremains open.\nI don't know whether you are tired of Shaw, or whether you\ncherish any illusions any more about any of our literary fig-\nures. I m afraid not many of us do over here. The war has\nnnally exposed most of the men about whom there was any\nhope or doubt. Wells, Bennett, Chesterton, Belloc and\nrnhers have proved themselves the most garrulous kind of\njournalists, and Shaw has contributed nothing much to add\n* t rePu<:atlon- The best thing one can say about him is\nthat he has kept more silent than the others who for the\nmost part have been posing as military critics or economists\nwith little other qualifications than a desire to keep their\nevenings up to pre-war standards. Belloc, who has inspired\na young poet to write a book about him, has earned, so they\nsay iabulous sums as a military expert. Nearly all his pre-\ndictions have been falsified, but he still goes on at it.\nI ut to revert to Shaw, with whom I began this paragraph,\n1 read a rather fresh explanation of his psychology the other\n• r!nui^ nd-'\" a clever little literary weekly published\nin .Dublin. The writer, Ernest Kempster, finds in Bernard\nbhaw the typical Irish protestant whose loyalty to England"}, {"page_pdf": 10, "page_imprimee": "526", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.10", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 947, "texte": "is taken for granted by the average Englishman but is by no\nmeans understood. According to the writer of the article\nthis loyalty arises mainly from self-interest and not from\nany racial sympathy, and has this curious result that while the\nUlsterman or Irish loyalist may detest the Irish Nationalist\nhe is attached to him by a greater racial sympathy than he\nis to the English. \"Sometimes,\" says the writer, \"this feel-\ning comes out in the form of violent Irish patriotism when\nin England on the part of men whose contempt for Ireland\nwhen at home never lacks an excuse for its expression. At\nother times more discretion is shown; the outwardly staunch\nLoyalist, admitting, in private that whenever he goes to Eng-\nland be feels himself a foreigner.\"\nFrom this we can see how Shaw was able to acquire his\nattitude of detached observer in England, disavowing con-\nnection with Ireland, yet admitting no particular love of\nEngland."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c006", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c006", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "526", "page_fin": "528", "image_debut": 10, "image_fin": 12, "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.6", "titre_corps": "Greeley Pays Poe for Contributions to Tribune with Promissory Note.", "titre_sommaire": "Greeley Pays Poe for Contributions to Tribune with Promissory Note.", "signature_source": "Edgar Allan Poe", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 10, "page_imprimee": "526", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.10", "debut_caractere": 949, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2433, "texte": "Greeley Pays Poe for Contributions\nto Tribune with Promissory Note.\n\nMOT always did the \"Tribune\" pay its contributors upon\nacceptance of their stories, nor the week after publica-\ntion as it is customary to-day. Horace Greeley, the founder\nand famous editor, paid for poetry he purchased from Edgar\nAllan Poe for use in his a promissory note which\nwas drawn on October 24, 1845.\nNe-zv York, October 24, 1845.\nSixty days after date I promise to pay Edgar A. Poe, or his order,\nfifty dollars for value received.\n$50.00 due Dec. 26///.\nHorace Greeley,\n62 Nassau Street,\n, Corner Spruce.\nFrances Walker, a Spokane musician, was the proprietor\nof this valuable document in which the best known editor\nof the middle of the last century paid the best known poet\nfor his contributions, before it became the possession of Mr.\nPatrick F. Madigan, and one of the most valuable pieces in\nhis collection of Poe autographs. It was given to Mr. Walker\ntwenty-five years ago by Mrs. John F. Cleveland, a sister of\nHorace Greeley, and widow of John F. Cleveland, who was\nfor many years treasurer of the New York Tribune Company.\nThe Poet's Income\nAnother letter of Poe, dated New York, January 18, 1849,\nand also in the possession of Mr. Madigan, permits us a view\nbehind the scenes of a literary work shop of the early fifties.\nIt is addressed to John R. Thompson, the editor of the\n\"Southern Literary Messenger,\" one of the most powerful\nliterary magazines of the time. Poe offers his services as a"}, {"page_pdf": 11, "page_imprimee": "527", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.11", "debut_caractere": 52, "fin_caractere_exclue": 860, "texte": "critic at the rate of two dollars the page, providing Mr.\nThompson obliges himself to take not less than five pages\neach month. The irony of fate was never better exemplified\nthan in this very circumstance connected with the life of\nEdgar Allan Poe. The manuscript which he was offering at\ntwo dollars a page is now worth two hundred and fifty. The\nvery letter in which he offers to sell it at that sum was pur-\nchased a short time ago for five hundred dollars.\n\"New York, Jan. 13, '49.\n\"My dear Sir:\n\"Accept my thanks for the two Messengers containing Miss\nTalley's 'Genius.' I am glad to see that Griswold, although\nimperfectly, has done her justice in his late 'Female Poets of\nAmerica.'\n\"Enclosed I send you the opening chapter of an article\ncalled 'Marginalia,' published, about three years ago, in 'The"}, {"page_pdf": 12, "page_imprimee": "528", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.12", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1538, "texte": "Democratic Review.' I send it that, by glacing it over,\nespecially the preparatory remarks, you may perceive the\ngeneral design, which I think well adapted to the purposes\nof such a Magazine as yours, affording great scope for variety\nor critical or other comment. I may add that 'Marginalia,'\ncontinued for five or six chapters, proved as popular as\nany papers written by me. My object in writing you now\nis to propose that I continue the papers in the \"MESSEN-\nGER,\" running them through the year, at the rate of 5\npages each month, commencing with the March number.\nYou might afford me, as before, I presume, $2 per page.\n\"One great advantage will be that, at a hint from your-\nself, I can touch, briefly, any topic you might suggest; and\nthere are many points affecting the interest of Southern\nletters, especially in respect to Northern neglect or mis-\nrepresentation of them, which stand sorely, in need of touch-\ning. If you think well of my proposal, I will send you the\ntwo first numbers (10 pp.) immediately on receipt of a letter\nfrom you. You can pay me at your convenience, as the\npapers are published or otherwise.\n\"Please re-enclose me the printed papers, when you have\ndone with them.\n\"Very truly yours,\n\"Jno. R. Thompson, Esq.\"\nP. S.—l am about to bestir myself in the world of letters\nrather more busily than I have done for three or four years\npast, and a connection which I have established with 2 weekly\npapers may enable me, now & then, to serve you in respect\nto 'The Messenger.'\n\n\"Edgar Allan Poe.\""}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c007", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c007", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "527", "page_fin": "527", "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.6.1", "titre_corps": "August Strindberg, by Gulbransson.", "titre_sommaire": "August Strindberg, by Gulbransson.", "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": "527", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.11", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 50, "texte": "August Strindberg, by Gulbransson."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c008", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c008", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "528", "page_fin": "528", "image_debut": 12, "image_fin": 12, "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.7", "titre_corps": "From Catulus", "titre_sommaire": "From Catulus", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 12, "page_imprimee": "528", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.12", "debut_caractere": 1540, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2038, "texte": "From Catulus\nlyiAR LOVE, if it were mine\nTo kiss for evermore\nV/ith kisses million fold\nThose honeyed eyes of thine;\nJ would not have my fill;\nAlthough the harvest store\nOf kisses were untold\nAs the dry cornstalks, still\nI would not have my fill.\nXCVI\nCALFUS, if aught expressive of our woe\nFind place or welcome in the voiceless tomb,\nWhen we recall the loves of long ago,\nAnd weep lost friendships of a bygone day;\nJoy for thy love must surely then outweigh\nQuintilla's sorrow for her early doom."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c009", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c009", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "529", "page_fin": "529", "image_debut": 13, "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.8", "titre_corps": "Nicotean Ethics", "titre_sommaire": "Nicotean Ethics", "signature_source": "L. C", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 13, "page_imprimee": "529", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.13", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 582, "texte": "Nicotean Ethics\nL. C.\nlife is bitter with thy love—thy throat\nIs girt about with golden, strange Egyptian words:\nThy white robe binds thee fiercely, and I doat\nUpon thy russet eyes, more mild than eyes of birds.\nBut still they worship not, and as in scorn\nDesert thee for thy sister's nuder, nut-brown grace:\nOnce and again the Idler thro' the Corn\nTurns to regard thine ivory wasted face.\nThy sister queens it with a royal zone\nlhat shames the rigour of thy modest gold tattoo;\nHer brown form seems begotten out of Stone,\nRecalling Tean Peyral's liaison with Fatou."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c010", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c010", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "529", "page_fin": "529", "image_debut": 13, "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.9", "titre_corps": "Replated Platitudes", "titre_sommaire": "Replated Platitudes", "signature_source": "Julius Doerner", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 13, "page_imprimee": "529", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.13", "debut_caractere": 584, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1131, "texte": "Replated Platitudes\nJulius Doerner.\nFashion is because fools are.\nHow hardly shall the woman with a sculpturesque arm\ndefy the opportunity that dares her to expose it to the admir-\ning gaze of the eager eye of any \"man sort of thing.\"\nWhatever else we lack, we've never a lack of fools, alack!\nNow you can't generally just about most always, quite fre-\nquently, every once in a while, sometimes exactly tell what\nthere really is, deep hidden, behind the mask of a woman's\nface, tho the devil seems to guess right more often than\nsome better folks."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c011", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c011", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "529", "page_fin": "529", "image_debut": 13, "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.10", "titre_corps": "A Man-trap", "titre_sommaire": "A Man-trap", "signature_source": "Will. Visscher", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 13, "page_imprimee": "529", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.13", "debut_caractere": 1133, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1390, "texte": "A Man-trap\nWill. Visscher.\nis a man and \"gin\" a trap,\nIn Latin, as translated;\nCombine the two and thus you snap\n\"A man-trap\"—so 'tis stated.\nBut glad a man has ever been\nIn such a trap to wriggle,\nAnd seeing this, it is no sin,\nFor girls to giggle, giggle."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c012", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c012", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "529", "page_fin": "530", "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.11", "titre_corps": "Woman", "titre_sommaire": "Woman", "signature_source": "After the French of Catulle Mendes, by Guido Bruno", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 13, "page_imprimee": "529", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.13", "debut_caractere": 1392, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1677, "texte": "Woman\n\njyjESANGE said:\n\"Will you bet with me dear, that you are thinking of\nme just now?\"\n\"Really, I didn't. My thoughts were far, far away.\"\n\"Yes, you did\"\n\"Really I did not.\"\n\"Well then, what were you thinking of, if I might ask?\"\nI was thinking of a little rose budding in a bush of"}, {"page_pdf": 14, "page_imprimee": "530", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.14", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1406, "texte": "thorns.\"\n\"Now,—you see, I won my bet. You surely cannot deny\nthat I with my childish mouth and with my roguishness look\nexactly like a blooming wild rose bush?\"\nI smiled and I acknowledged my defeat.\n\"Do you want to bet again, sweetheart, that you are think-\ning of me, right now, at this moment?\"\n*'Oh really, I am not. I assure you I am not thinking of\nvou.\"\n\"Yes you are!\"\n\"Surely not!\"\n\"What are you thinking of, if I might ask?\"\n\"I thought of a lark singing among crumpled reeds and\nheaths, and circling high up to the blue clouds.\"\n\"Now you see that I have won again, because you surely\nwon't have the audacity to say that my voice is not so much\nalike to the singing of a bird as not to be easily mistaken one\nfor the other?\"\nThere was nothing else for me but to bow and to ac-\nknowledge again her victory.\nSome time elapsed in silence and Mesange said: \"Would\nyou wish to bet with me again, dearest, that you are think-\ning of me right now. Let us bet once more for the last\ntime.\"\n\"I am sorry to acknowledge that I am not thinking of you\nin the least.\"\n\"Oh yes, you are!\"\n\"Really, I am not.\"\n\"May I ask what you are thinking of?\"\n-tI am thinking of the very true swallow who loves with\nthe same love in the same nest always and forever.\"\nMesange burst out in a merrv laugh and said: 4 Surely this\nlast time I have lost the bet.\"\n\nAfter the French of Catulle Mendes, by Guido Bruno."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c013", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c013", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "530", "page_fin": "532", "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.12", "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": "530", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.14", "debut_caractere": 1408, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2311, "texte": "In Our Village\nInhere was a good deal of talk in the newspapers and\nmagazines of last month, again and again, about this\n\"Bohemianism,\" and the \"Bohemians\" in our Village. Who\nis it you call a *'bohemian\"? The public in general seems to\nthink that this term applies to every man who wears long\nhair, a flying black necktie, indulges heavily in the absorp-\ntion of alcoholic liquids, smokes cigarettes, has rather lax\nviews about the relations between men and women, and then,\nin his leisure hours, he perhaps paints or writes poetry. Or\nthey think of women with short hair that wear some of those\nRoman striped silk garments that Martine & Martine manu-\nfacture in Switzerland and Wanamaker sells in his basement;\nthat smoke cigarettes, believe nolens volens in free love, talk\nvery cleverly about things usually out of the scope of a\nwoman's conversation, and then—they, too—paint or write\nsome poetry."}, {"page_pdf": 15, "page_imprimee": "531", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.15", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3080, "texte": "I wonder if any one knows where the word ''Bohemian\"\noriginated? And why it is almost always closely linked with\nthe Latin Quartiers of Paris (not only in the famous novel\nof Henri Murger)? If fire had not destroyed my Garret I\ncould now refer to my files about the origin of the word\n\"bohemian,\" and could give you not only the facts, but the\nnames and dates correctly. If I had time, I could take a trip\nto the Public Library and find it there. But I have neither\nof them, and so I leave it to you, if you are sufficiently inter-\nested, to look it up.\nThe first University of the world was founded in 1346 in\nParis, and now I miss the name of that Bohemian King who\nplayed an important part at the Court of Paris at that time as\nheir apparent. This University in Paris was everything but an\neducational institution of the conception of our own days.\nTroubadours, scientists, \"wayfaring students,\" as they were\ncalled, had found here a thriving abode, where royal grants\nfor them provided generously for their daily needs and an as-\nsembly of fellow-seekers after the Truth and the ideal permit-\nted them an exchange of ideas and of values which was uni-\nversal. Their language was the classic, and less classic Latin.\nThe part of the city which they chose for their habitation was\nsoon called by the other population of Paris, the Latin Quar-\nters. The great amount of Bohemians which the Bohemian\nPrince through his generosity invited to make pilgrimage to\nthis new Dorado of everybody \"learned,\" had settled again\nas a little community inside of the Latin Quartiers. They\nall were men of the world. They all had traveled from the\nfarthest South to the extremest North of Europe. Their\nhabits of living were marked by their Slavonic temperament,\ntheir hot blood and their melancholy and sentimentality,\nwhich did not permit an early parting whenever they had\ngathered for learned discussions . . . and they were not\nbelievers of temperance restrictions of any kind.\nTo lead \"the bohemian life in the Latin Quartiers\" soon\nbecame an expression all over Europe, just as much misun-\nderstood and misapplied in the days of yore as it is to-day.\nIt is not what we do, but what we are. A \"bohemian\" is\nbut does not act, in order to qualify as such.\nBut there are things that we cannot explain in words.\nPersonally, I despise the expression, \"bohemian,\" and I\nknow that everybody else will also, who feels \"bohemia\"\nor \"Greenwich Village,\" or some \"other republic in the air.\"\nMrs. Pendington and Mrs. Kunze, the proprietors of the\nCandlestock tea-room,—that fantastic little lunch room where\none can eat a well-prepared meal in clean and pleasant sur-\nroundings without the annoyance of shrieks, laughter, loud\ntalking and noises that seem to be the necessary accessories\nof every other similar place in our Village, perhaps in order\nto create \"bohemian atmosphere,\"—have arranged for danc-\ning for the patrons of their tea room every Tuesday, Thurs-\nday and Saturday nights from eight until eleven. Mrs. Pen-\ndington and Mrs. Kunze act as patronesses in the palatial"}, {"page_pdf": 16, "page_imprimee": "532", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.16", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1237, "texte": "localities situated above their shop. The house was a man-\nsion some years ago of a family who knew how to build in\norder to please their eyes as well as to make themselves feel\ncomfortable. Good music provides the incentive for every-\nbody that has some rhythm in his organism and loves to ex-\npress it. These parties are strictly en famille, and not a com-\nmercial undertaking.\nMr. Charles Keeler, the Californian poet, who has made\nGreenwich Village his temporary home while in New York,\nwill recite selections from his own poems at the exhibit of\n''Historical Costumed Dolls,\" arranged by the Kings' County\nHistorical Society on Tuesday evening. Mr. Keeler, whose\nnew book \"VICTORY\", will be published in the course of\ntwo or three weeks by Laurence Gomme, in his Little Book-\nshop around the corner, is writing at present a New York\nplay.\nHippolite Havel, who published seven numbers of his\nunique magazine \"THE REVOLT,\" the publication which\nwas denied the mailing privelege in the United States, con-\ntemplates publishing a monthly magazine devoted to the\nsame interests as was\"THE REVOLT.\" He has opened\nan office on old historical Grove Street, where Tom Paine\nlived the last years of his life and where he died."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c014", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c014", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "532", "page_fin": "534", "image_debut": 16, "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.13", "titre_corps": "Books and Magazines of the Week", "titre_sommaire": "Books and Magazines of the Week", "signature_source": "G. B", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 16, "page_imprimee": "532", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.16", "debut_caractere": 1239, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2885, "texte": "Books and Magazines of the Week\n\nKEELER was sitting there in my garret, and\nhe told me about his wanderings in Japan. About the\nlittle inns in cities whose names are not placed on the maps\nprinted in our country, and where the white foreign man is\na mythical personage. He told me about the big cities\nwhere Europe's and America's influence made a half-breed\nof the royal nation of the East. He told me about the Jap-\nanese woman reporter who had had her education in an\nAmerican university, and her training on a San Francisco\npaper, and who called on him in Tokyo, and who led him\nto the widow and to the children of our Lafcadio Hearn.\n\"It was seven years to the hour since Lafcadio's death that\nI entered the Japanese garden planted on a hill on whose top\nstood the little Japanese home where he had found rest and\npeace and love until his dying hour. Miss Okuma struck the\ngong before the entrance to the house, and, after a short con-\nversation with a maid that had answered the call, a young,\ntall man appeared, a Japanese of the finest type, with won-\nderful dark, dreamy eyes, eyes that arrested involuntarily\neverybody's attention. On his knees and hands, in Japanese\nfashion, he welcomed us, invited us to be his mother's guests.\n. . . It was the oldest son of Hearn who extended to us\nthe hospitality of his roof. We took off our shoes and en-\ntered. Mats were on the floors, in a niche the bronze statue\nof a goddess . . the interior of a Japanese home. A little\nmaid brought pillows, a little taburet with the tea things\nand Mrs. Hearn, in a blue kimono with white flowers, ex-\ntended to us the welcome of her husband's home. In his"}, {"page_pdf": 17, "page_imprimee": "533", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.17", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3048, "texte": "substitution she was our hostess. Mrs. Hearn is a lady of\nabout fifty years of age. Her features are gentle and refined.\nAround her eyes are the fine wrinkles which tell us of pain\nand of sorrow, and around her mouth that sublime expres-\nsion of resignation, the surest link between the happy, past\nand the present that has to be lived, even if the most essen-\ntial things of life seem to have gone—gone yonder where\nthere is no coming back.\n\"We sipped our tea and we exchanged pleasantries, as the\nJapanese etiquette requires. And in tripped the three other\nchildren, the sacred legacy of Lafcadio Hearn to his Japanese\nwife. A girl of about twelve years and two smaller chil-\ndren. They all smiled pleasantly after they had learned that\nthe visitor came from far away back, from where the father\nhad come.\n'\"She invited us to view the library, the room where Laf-\ncadio Hearn had worked and had died. It, too, was a simple\nJapanese room, but bookcases lined the walls and a little\ndesk where Hearn used to sit and to write was in the same\ncondition as on the day the master left it forever. There\nwas the bottle with ink—American ink, Stafford's blue ink,\nseveral penholders. Some wonderful sheets of Japanese\npaper, white and soft, which he had used exclusively for his\nwork, lay on the much used blotting paper. The window\nwas wide open and the branches of a little cherry tree\nreached through the frame into the room. Mrs. Hearn had\nfollowed my eyes and remarked that seven years ago, on\nthe morning of Hearn's death, this tree ?iacl bloomed for\nthe second time in the season—something that had never\nhappened before in her little garden. She said this without\nany commentary—a simple statement, but it was so im-\npressive. And then she led me to one corner of the room\nand pointed to the only addition she has made to the fur-\nnishings since Hearn's departure from earthly life. It was\na shrine with his likeness, with a receptacle for incense be-\nfore it. Every evening she said if the stars appear on the\nnightly sky, and before the children retire they come into\nthis room before the shrine, burn incense before the like-\nness of the father, and talk to him. They tell him all they\nhave done during the day, and they relate to him all those\nstories of love and of affection the mother had told them.\nSo if their voice finds its way to his spirit he might know\nthat he lives among them, that he is the head of his family,\neven if he cannot return the affection and they cannot listen\nto his voice.\n\"The son is being educated in a nearby English school in\naddition to the Japanese training he receives from his\nmother. He told me he wishes to be a teller of tales and\nof stories like his father used to be, and that the ambition\nof his life is to become a writer. He is very shy and does\nnot talk English. It seems he is afraid of the sound of this\nlanguage, which is not spoken in Hearn's home. Mrs. Hearn\nnever spoke English, and Hearn only very little Japanese,\nbut they had a language of their own, she said, and they un-"}, {"page_pdf": 18, "page_imprimee": "534", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.18", "debut_caractere": 299, "fin_caractere_exclue": 742, "texte": "clerstood each the other perfectly. I asked young Hearn if\nhe ever tried to write a story and he said that he has a book\nwith many stories, and that he tells fairy tales to his\nyounger sisters every evening. I asked him if he wouldn t\nwrite for mc a little tale in English so I could show it after\nniy return to the cuntrynien of his deceased father. He dis-\nappeared in another room and came back in a very short\ntime with this story.\"\n\nG. B."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c015", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c015", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "534", "page_fin": "534", "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.14", "titre_corps": "Uguisu (A Japanese Nightingale).", "titre_sommaire": "Uguisu (A Japanese Nightingale).", "signature_source": "Son of Lafcadio Hearn ; K. Koizumi", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 18, "page_imprimee": "534", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.18", "debut_caractere": 744, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2724, "texte": "Uguisu (A Japanese Nightingale).\nBy the Son of Lafcadio Hearn\nK. Koizumi.\n(Among the dozen of best stories, designated as such by Edward\nO'Brien, the short story anthologist of the Boston \"Transcript,'i\nwas one written by the nineieen-year-old son of Lafcadio Hearn,\nwho is living in the Japanese home of his mot/iei, being brought\nup as a Japanese, and whose one wish is to able sometime to\ncome over to the country of his father, to America, and to become\nhere a literary man. The story was published in one of last year's\nissues of \"Greenwich Village,\" and Charles Keeler is in posses-\nsioji of the original manuscript.)\n| GUESS it was when I was six or seven years old. It was\nspring.\nOne morning I got up early, and put on my tiny zori\n(straw shoes) and from the little back door I took a narrow\npathway to a plain.\nThe pale purple mist spread out silently, i stood still.\nBefore me the mountain's foot was shaded and upward from\nthe middle part faded from sight. \"Its like the picture of\nthe kakemono (hanging picture) which is in my house,\" I\nthought childishly in my little heart, and looked at it. The\nyoung grass all around was soft and looked very green, and\nwet with dew.\nSwiftly and silently passed through the mist a little bird\ncome down to a quite near clump of grass. I walked step\nby step about the clump, but there was no bird. 1 felt un-\nhappy and dreary, and I began to want to go home.\nWhen I went quietly on the way to my house stepping on\nthe soft young grass which I felt it a pity to tread on, from\nsomewhere came \"Hohokekyo!\"\nI turned around to find the whereabouts of the bird. I\nwas in a maze, but just then the mist cleared. So, yonder\nappeared one dressed in uguisu (nightingale color, \"green\ncolor\") cloth, with white leggings and white tabi short\nsocks) straw sandals on her feet and Sugegasa (hat made of\nreeds) on her head, embracing a Gehkin (\"moon harp\" a\nlittle round harp). It was a young singing girl who came\nstepping alone in the silence."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-03-04-01-c016", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c016", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[535]", "page_fin": "[535]", "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.15", "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": "[535]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.19", "debut_caractere": 0, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1526, "texte": "I KEEP ON MY WALLS a permanent exhibition of autographs, man*\nuscripts and historical documents, and have at present an especially\nInteresting: collection of letters and original manuscripts by Abra-\nham Lincoln, George Washington, Robert Louis Stevenson, Oscar Wild*\nand Edgar Allan Foe. These are the original scripts of stories, poems\nand documents which have made these men famous* If interested, drop\nme a line, or better, come and see my exhibition.\nPATRICK FRANCIS MADIGAN\n561 Fifth Ave. (entrance 46th St.), New York\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 SMS\nOpen Evenings until Nine\nRARE BOOKS FIRST EDITIONS\nExtra Illustrated Books. Early Printed Books. Association Booksj\nBooks for Christmas Gifts\nPurchased singly or in sets for people who have neither time nor oppor*\ntunity to select for themselves, or for those who have not access to tho\nbest book marts. Why not begin collecting now?\nAddress, E. V., Boston Transcript, Boston, Mass.\nLIBRAIRIE FRANCAISE DEUTSCHE BUECHER\nLibrairie Francaise\n111 Fourth Avenue\nAlways on hand a large, line 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-1916-03-04-01-c017", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01#c017", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-03-04_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[536]", "page_fin": "[536]", "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=bmtnaaq19160304-01.2.16", "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": "[536]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.20", "debut_caractere": 0, "fin_caractere_exclue": 990, "texte": "L\nThere can be no pleasanter place to hear\nthat remarkable Edison Record\n4\nNumber (82536) than\nThe Diamond Disc Shop\nat Number 10 Fifth Avenue\nIn this store, at least, the delightful atmos-\nphere of Old Greenwich Village has not been\nsacrificed on the altar of commercialism\nA postal will bring yon, with onr\ncompliment*, an interesting little\nPhone: Stuyvesant 4570 biography of Mr. Thos. A. Edison\nCharles Edison's Little Thimble Theatre, Situated\nAt No. 10 Fifth Avenue, Greenwich Village, N. Y. C.\nGuido Bruno, Manager\nThis Week's Performances\nMonday, 8:45 p. nu Bruno Players\nTuesday, 8:45 p. m« Bruno Players\nWednesday, 8:45 p. nu Bruno Players\nThursday, 8:45 p. nu Musicale\nFriday, 8:45 p. m« Musicale\nSaturday, 8:00 p. nu Bruno Players\nSaturday, 8:15 p. nu Musicale\nAsk or write for ticket of admission to the\nMusicales. They are free.\nFor Houses, Apartments or Rooms, See\nPEPE & BRO.\nREAL ESTATE AND INSURANCE\n40 So. Washington Square\nTelephone 4119 Spring Cor. of MacDougal Street"}]}], "pages_ocr_originales": [{"page_pdf": 1, "page_imprimee": "couv. 1", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.1", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\nEDITED BY GUIDO BRUNO IN HIS GARRET\nON WASHINGTON SQUARE\nFive Cents March 4th, 1916\nW. and O.\n\nAubrey Beardsley"}, {"page_pdf": 2, "page_imprimee": "[518]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160304-01.1.2", "texte": "Copyfght March 4th, 1916. Original natter, including aB\ndrawings, may not be reproduced without permission of Guido\nBruno; but that permission may be assumed if credit it given to\nauthor and Bruno's Weekly.\nBRUNO PLATERS\nATP\nCHARLES EDISON'S LITTLE THIMBLE THEATRE\nAT NO. TEN FIFTH AVENUE. GREENWICH VILLAGE, N.Y.C.\nr CmHie Wilt\nMiss Julia\nA Naturalistic Tragedy, In One Act\nBy August StrmJbtrj\nMiss Julia Laura Arnold\njean Langdon GiOet\nChristine Alice Baker\n7k action taka place on Mid-Sutrmct Eat In tftt of the Count's- Country homt.\nGUIDO BRUNO. Maiutfav LANGDON GILLET, Director\nEVERY MONDAY, TUESDAY AND WEDNESDAY,\nat 8.4 A P.M. and SATURDAY at « o'clock.\nONLY 100 SEATS. AT ONE DOLLAR EACH\nT*twh*dattl>»BOX OFFICE, 10 FIFTH A VENUE,