{"numero_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_sha256": "9b8979b9809608579477bba1c113d4c8cf78d75e2ac4703863e03ffdaf223847", "source_tei": "https://github.com/Princeton-CDH/bluemountain-transcriptions/blob/main/periodicals/bmtnaaq/issues/1916/05/20_01/bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01.tei.xml", "source_mets": "https://github.com/pulibrary/BlueMountain/blob/main/metadata/periodicals/bmtnaaq/issues/1916/05/20_01/bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01.mets.xml", "url_numero": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01", "articles": [{"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c001", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c001", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.1", "titre_corps": "Some Dogs of Greenwich Village", "titre_sommaire": "Some Dogs of Greenwich Village", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.1", "debut_caractere": 109, "fin_caractere_exclue": 139, "texte": "Some Dogs of Greenwich Village"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c002", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c002", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[711]", "page_fin": "[711]", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.2", "titre_corps": "Victory and Defeat", "titre_sommaire": "Victory and Defeat", "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": "[711]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.3", "debut_caractere": 137, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1643, "texte": "Victory and Defeat\nEvery victory shows a more difficult height to scale, a steeper\npinnacle of god-like hardship—that's the reward of victory: it\nprovides the hero with ever-new battle-fields: no rest for him\nthis side the grave.\nBut what of defeat? What sweet is there in its bitter? This\nmay be said for it; it is our great school: punishment teaches\npity, just as suffering teaches sympathy. In defeat the brave soul\nlearns kinship with other men, takes the rub to heart; seeks out\nthe reason for the fall in his own weakness, and ever afterwards\nfinds it impossible to judge, much less condemn his fellow. But\nafter all no one can hurt us but ourselves; prison, hard labour,\nand the hate of men; what are these if they make you truer, wiser,\nkinder? -\nHave you come to grief through self-indulgence and good-living?\nHere are months in which men will take care that you shall eat\nbadly and lie hard. Did you lack respect for others? Here are\nmen who will show you no consideration. Were you careless of\nothers' sufferings? Here now you shall agonize unheeded: gaolers\nand governors as well as black cells just to teach you. Thank\nyour stars then for every day's experience, for, when you have\nlearned the lesson of it and turned its discipline into service, the\nprison shall transform itself into a hermitage, the dungeon into\na home; the burnt skilly shall be sweet in your mouth; and your\nrest on the plank bed the dreamless slumber of a little child.\nFrank Harris in \"Oscar Wilde and his Confessions\""}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c003", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c003", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[711]", "page_fin": "713", "image_debut": 3, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.3", "titre_corps": "Greenwich Village in History", "titre_sommaire": "Greenwich Village in History", "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": "[711]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.3", "debut_caractere": 1645, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2592, "texte": "Greenwich Village in History\n*\nADMIRAL SIR PETER WARREN was in New York in\n1744. He had then returned from Martinique, where he\ncaptured many French and Spanish prizes with his squadron\nof sixteen sailing craft. These were sold for him by Stephen\nDe Lancey & Co., and netted him a considerable fortune, and\nit is said that he bought his Greenwich farm of three hundred\nacres with a part of the money. At any rate, the rise of\nGreenwich is attributed to Sir Peter, who married the\ndaughter of his sales agent, Susannah De Lancey. Abingdon\nSquare, with its little park, is a memento of the Warren farm,\nthe oldest of Sir Peter's three daughters having married the\nEarl of Abingdon for whom the Square is named. Abijah\nHammond became the owner of the farm after the death\n\n*/ am indebted for this story to Mr. Henry Collins Brown, who\ngave me permission to extract it from his beautiful \"Book of Old\nNew York\" printed by him privately for collectors."}, {"page_pdf": 4, "page_imprimee": "712", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.4", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2908, "texte": "of the vice-admiral, and in 1819 Mr. Van Nest purchased from\nhim the mansion, with the square bounded by Fourth,\nBleecker, Perry and Charles Streets. In 1865 the house was\ntorn down, and most of the present houses were erected on\nits site.\nNo more bewildering confusion of street formation exists\nanywhere than in this section of the city, where was once\nold Greenwich. An example is Fourth Street, which crosses\nTenth, Eleventh and Twelfth Streets at very nearly right\nangles. Other streets start all right, run for a block or two\nwith regularity, and then take unreasonable turns, or else\nbring up one before a brick wall. This condition may be\nattributed to the fantastic ideas of the owners of land in\nthat section in the early period of the city's growth. When\na short cut from one place to another was desired they cut\na lane, and perhaps another to some part of the farm land,\nleaving, with what improved conditions the city has made in\nstreet-making there, a tangled network of the old and the\nnew that will not assimilate.\nGreenwich Road followed the line of the present Green-\nwich street, along the shore front, and led to Greenwich Vil-\nlage. While in dry weather most of the route was good\nground, in wet weather, especially in the region of the Lis-\npenard salt meadows, which then lay north and south of the\npresent Canal street, and of the marshy valley of Minetta\nCreek (about Charlton street), it was difficult of access. An\ninland road was therefore'approved in 1768 from the Post\nRoad (the present Bowery) to what is now Astor Place, then\nto Waverly Place, then to Greenwich avenue. Two sections\nof this road exist to-day: Astor Place and Greenwich avenue\nbetween Eighth and Fourteenth streets. The rest is oblit-\nerated.\nThe open space at Astor Place is a part of the road to\nGreenwich known as Monument Lane, or \"road to the Obe-\nlisk,\" because at' its northern extremity, or which is now\nEighth avenue and Fifteenth street, General Wolfe, the hero\nof Quebec, had a memorial erected to him. The lane ex-\ntended from the Bowery to Washington Square, turned north-\nwest and skirted Greenwich Village. At Jefferson Market,\nwhere Greenwich avenue joins Sixth avenue, the reader will\nfind the last section of the inland road.\n. No more healthful location exists in than what\nwas once the site of the village. The epidemics of virulent\ndiseases that attacked the old city found no lodgment in\nGreenwich.. This healthfulness is due to the fact that the\nunderyling soil of the district to a depth of at least fifty feet\nis a pure sand, and provides excellent natural drainage.\nBank street is reminiscent of the yellow fever epidemic in\n1798, in that the Bank of New York and a branch of the Bank\nof the United States purchased two plots of eight city lots\neach in Greenwich Village, far away from the city proper, to\nwhich they could remove in case of being placed in danger of"}, {"page_pdf": 5, "page_imprimee": "713", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.5", "debut_caractere": 35, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2135, "texte": "quarantine. In 1799 two houses were erected on them, and in\nSeptember of the same year the banks were removed to the\nvillage, and gave the name to the present street, which was\nthen a lane. The year 1822 saw another influx of population\nto Greenwich Village because of its healthfulness. \"The town\nfairly exploded and went flying beyond its borders, as though\nthe pestilence had been a burning mine. The city presented\nthe appearance of a town besieged. From daybreak till night\none line of carts, containing merchandise and effects, were\nseen moving toward Greenwich Village and the upper parts\nof the city. Carriages and hacks, wagons and horsemen, were\nscouring the streets and filling the roads. Temporary stores\nand offices were erecting. Even on Sunday carts were in\nmotion, and the saw and hammer busily at work. Within a\nfew days thereafter (September) the Custom House, the\nPost Office, the bank, the insurance offices and the printers\nof newspapers located themselves in the village, or in the\nupper part of Broadway, where they were free from the im-\npending danger, and these places almost instantaneously be-\ncame the seat of the immense business usually carried on in\nthe great metropolis.\" . This epidemic \"caused the building\nup of many streets with numerous wooden buildings, for the\nuses of the merchants, banks,'offices, etc.\" An old authority\nsays that he \"saw corn growing on the present corner of\nHammond (West Eleventh) and Fourth streets on a Saturday\nmorning, and on the following Monday Sykes and Nible had\na house erected capable of accommodating three hundred\nboarders. Even the Brooklyn ferryboats ran up here daily.\"\nThree remnants of Greenwich Village are the two old frame\ndwellings at the southwest corner of Eleventh street and\nSixth avenue, and the triangular graveyard near the corner,\nthe second place of burial owned by the Jews on the island.\nWhen Eleventh street was opened almost the whole of the\nJewish burial ground was swept away. The street went di-\nrectly across it, leaving only the corner on its south side and\na still smaller corner on its north side."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c004", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c004", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "713", "page_fin": "714", "image_debut": 5, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.4", "titre_corps": "A Forgotten American Journalist", "titre_sommaire": "A Forgotten American Journalist", "signature_source": "G. B", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 5, "page_imprimee": "713", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.5", "debut_caractere": 2137, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3011, "texte": "A Forgotten American Journalist\n\nAMONG old manuscripts in a second-hand bookshop in\nPhiladelphia, I found on a recent trip, letters and articles\nwritten by an American journalist and editor of the Fifties,\nby Willis Gaylord Clark. So original and so progressed were\nhis ideas on men and things in these old yellow sheets,\noffered for sale at a pittance, that I tried to find out a little\nmore about this satyrist, whose name seems to be given to\noblivion. His brother, Lewis Gaylord Clark, published in\n1844, a little volume of the literary remains, and that was\nabout all I could find. In the preface to this collection a\nletter of Washington Irving is reproduced in which Irving\nexpresses his sympathy with the family of the deceased\nnewspaperman, and closes with this passage:\n\"And he has left behind him writings which will make men\nlove his memory and lament his loss.\""}, {"page_pdf": 6, "page_imprimee": "714", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.6", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2877, "texte": "Willis Gaylord Clark was born in Otisco, in the county of\nOnondaga, in the state of New York. He was the son of a\nsoldier in the days of the Revolution, and writing for news-\npapers and periodicals since the age of fourteen. He was\neditor of the Columbian Star, in South Carolina, and later\ntook over the editorship of the Philadelphia Gazette. He\nwrote for the New York Knickerbocker Magazine a series\nof amusing papers under the quaint title of Ollapodiana. The\npermanent value of Mr. Clark's newspaper feuilletons in the\ndaily Amrican Press is pointed out in an extended notice in\nthe American Quarterly Review; in the Editor's Table of\nthe Knickerbocker Magazine for July, 1841, an account of\nhis life is given on three pages. He was a poet and a few\nof his poems can be found in the \"Poets and Poetry of\nAmerica.\"\nHe seems to me the only American representative of that\nbranch of Journalism which is unknown in the newspapers\nof the United States: the feuilleton, a happy combination of\nnarrative, instructive, satyrical, about something that hap-\npened today or yesterday, with a touch of intimacy in a\nmilieu, familiar to every reader.\nAmong the many articles h£ wrote, a few are especially\ninteresting because they seem so far ahead of their own\ntimes. There is, for instance, \"Leaves from an Aeronaut,\"\nhumorous, but most likely imaginary ascension in a\ndirigible balloon and the travel through the air.\nThen there is a series of short sketches which appeared\nin the Philadelphia Gazette, 1830 and 1831, as fictitious corre-\nspondence from New York, \"Mephistopheles in New York.\"\nHis critical paper, \"American Poets and their Critics,\" is\na most remarkable rebuke to the poets of the Forties, men\nand women who had created social centres in New York\nand were at their best proclaiming the fame of English poetry\nand of English men of letters, denying that there was any\nliterature- of importance in America. This -article, \"American\nPoets and I heir Critics,\" had been refused by most of the\nreputable American literary journals, but appeared subse-\nquently in London. I would like to quote a passage, which\nwill illustrate how decidedly American Clark wished to see\nAmerican letters and art. \"The fact is as undeniable as\nit is generally acknowledged, that since the death of Lord\nByron, the best fugitive poetry of the United States has been\ngreatly superior to that of England. We have bards among\nus whose productions would shine by the side of seven-\ntenths even of the authors collected in those ponderous tomes\nentitled the 'British Classics,' or 'Selected British Poets.'\nLet any reader of taste look over those collections, and see\nhow much matter there is in them, of no superior merit, float-\ning down the stream of time, like flies in amber, only because/\nit is bound up with productions of acknowledged and endur-\ning excellence.\" *\n\nG.B."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c005", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c005", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "715", "page_fin": "715", "image_debut": 7, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.5", "titre_corps": "From an old English Chap Book.", "titre_sommaire": "From an old English Chap Book.", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 7, "page_imprimee": "715", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.7", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 47, "texte": "From an old English Chap Book."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c006", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c006", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "715", "page_fin": "716", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.6", "titre_corps": "Two Tales by N. Shebooev", "titre_sommaire": "Two Tales by N. Shebooev", "signature_source": "Translated from the Russian by M. w", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 7, "page_imprimee": "715", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.7", "debut_caractere": 49, "fin_caractere_exclue": 531, "texte": "Two Tales by N. Shebooev\nTranslated from the Russian by M.w.\nThe Creative Power\nJ MADLY loved a musical-comedy actress, tt seemed that\nshe loved me, too. •\nShe was constantly repeating:\n\"Why don't you write a play in which I should have the\nmain part.\"\nI sat down and wrote a drama.\nNow I am in love with a dramatic actress.\nI think, she loves me, too.\nShe constantly repeats:\n\"Why don't you write a drama in which I should play the\nmain part.\"\nI sat down, and I am writing—a farce."}, {"page_pdf": 8, "page_imprimee": "716", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.8", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 834, "texte": "Perpetuum\nIn a week's time we met in a restaurant.\nOf course, we talked about women.\nHe said: \"In my life women cut no figure!\"\nYou are very unfortunate! declared I with regret.\nIn a week's time we met in a restaurant.\nOur conversation, of course, was about women.\n\"In my life women cut no figure!\"\nSuch a lucky fellow! exclaimed I, with envy.\nIn a week's time we talked about women again.\n\"In my life women cut no figure!\" said I, throwing myself\nback of the chair.\n\"You are very unfortunate!\" exclaimed he, with sorrow.\nAgain we met in a week's time.\nI said: In my life women cut no figure!\n\"Some lucky fellow!\" filtered he, with envious irritation.\nTo-day we talked about women.\n\"What is the use of raising this question!\" said he in-\ndolently, \"it is a perpetuum mobile!\"\n\"A perpetuum immobile,\"'—I corrected him."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c007", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c007", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "716", "page_fin": "716", "image_debut": 8, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.7", "titre_corps": "Dawn", "titre_sommaire": "Dawn", "signature_source": "Richard Aldington", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 8, "page_imprimee": "716", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.8", "debut_caractere": 836, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1866, "texte": "Dawn\nBy Richard Aldington\nJT is night; and silent.\nThe mist is still beside the frozen dykes; it lies on the\nstiff grass, about the poplar trunks. The last star goes out.\nThe gulls are coming up from the sea, crying and drifting\nacross like pieces of mist, like fragments of white cloth.\nThey turn their heads and peer as they pass. The sky low\ndown glows deep purple.\nThe plovers swirl and dart over the ploughed Held Deyond;\ntheir screams are sorrowful and sharp. The purple drifts\nup the pale sky and grows redder. The mist stirs.\nThe (brass on the harness of the plough-horses jingles as\nthey come into the field. The birds rise in scattered1 knots.\nThe nlist trembles, grows thinner, rises. The red and gold\nsky shines dully on the ice. : ,\nVi■ ' ' •' ... r. -■ »'\nThe men shout across the thawing clods; the ploughs creak;\nthe horses steam in the cold; the plovers and gulls have gone;\nthe sparrows twitter.\nThe sky is gold and blue, very faint and damp.\nIt is day.\nFrom Images-—Old and New. The Four Seas Co., Boston, 1916."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c008", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c008", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "717", "page_fin": "717", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.8", "titre_corps": "An Ode to Spring", "titre_sommaire": "An Ode to Spring", "signature_source": "Tom Sleeper", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 9, "page_imprimee": "717", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.9", "debut_caractere": 43, "fin_caractere_exclue": 802, "texte": "Tom Sleeper's Spring Song\nAn Ode to Spring\nTom Sleeper\n\"\"VHE bloomin' buds are bustin' on all the bally trees\nAnd the robins come a wheezin' and a snortin'\ndown the breeze . -\nThe donkeys are a brayin' and the jays begin to sing\n'Cause they know without our tellin' 'em\nIt's Spring—Sweet Spring.\nThe fishes in the ocean are a jumpin' and a splashin'\nAnd the water bugs are actin' in a most peculiar fashion\nThe cats are yowlin' choruses a sittin' in a ring\n'Cause they know without our tellin' 'em\nIt's Spring—Sweet Spring.\nThe mushrooms,in.the cellar'll be blooming pretty soon\nAnd the neighbor's puppies whin in' and a yapping at;\nthe moon •\nThe April skies *are leakin' and a wettin' everything\nSo come on and join the chorus—Here's to\nSpring—Sweet Spring."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c009", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c009", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "717", "page_fin": "717", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.9", "titre_corps": "In Memoriam: Dick Davis", "titre_sommaire": "In Memoriam: Dick Davis", "signature_source": "William Marion Reedy", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 9, "page_imprimee": "717", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.9", "debut_caractere": 804, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1584, "texte": "In Memoriam: Dick Davis\nWilliam Marion Reedy\nRichard Harding Davis had his ioible of vanity, but he\nwas a man of quality, too. His courage was never questioned\nand his integrity as a reporter of events as he saw them\nwas flawless. Moreover, he could write real romance. And\nonly O. Henry has things to his credit that surpass in short-\nstory craftsmanship \"Gallegher\" and\"The: Bar Sinister,\"\nwhile the \"Van Bibber\" sketches are as true to life as thev\nare happy in spirit. \"Dickie\" Davis Was a pretty high type\nof American and not the less high because he did good work\nalthough possessed from the beginning of means that would\nhave prevented many another young man from doing any-,\nthing. They are a little breed who attempt tQ belittle the\nachievements of Richard Harding Davis."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c010", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c010", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "717", "page_fin": "717", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.10", "titre_corps": "Dead Peacocks", "titre_sommaire": "Dead Peacocks", "signature_source": "", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 9, "page_imprimee": "717", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.9", "debut_caractere": 1586, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1599, "texte": "Dead Peacocks"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c011", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c011", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "718", "page_fin": "719", "image_debut": 10, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.11", "titre_corps": "HIS LIFE AND CONFESSIONS", "titre_sommaire": "HIS LIFE AND CONFESSIONS", "signature_source": "FRANK HARRIS", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 10, "page_imprimee": "718", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.10", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1841, "texte": "OSCAR WILDE\nHIS LIFE AND\nCONFESSIONS\nBy FRANK HARRIS\n\nThe next issue of Bruno's Weekly will contain a review and\na few of the most remarkable passages from the latest work\nof Frank Harris.\nThis work is the most important human document of the\ntwentieth century. It is not merely the life of a man. It is\nthe evolution of an epoch in English life and letters. It is a\nromance as it could be written only by Life itself with the\nheart-blood of men and women.\nIt is a supreme tragedy because none of its actors ever\nthought it could be one. It shows men at their worst while\nthey were forgetting pity and compassion, revelling in inhu-\nmanity and cruelty for the defense of that image of a wrong\nChristian humanity they had made for themselves. It shows\nman at his nearest to God: humble, resigned, in the confession-\nal; drinking to the dregs the bitterest cup; voluntarily—at the\ngate of a new, of a real life.\nThe gate opens. Pity above all, and love eves as punish-\nment, is the driving power of this new life.\nFriendship is written in this book upon each page; unselfish\nlove even towards the one who was the Judas Iscariot; who\nhad ruined a life unknowingly; who had caused pains and\ncondemnation and had driven a man to soul suicide. Love and\npity for the very man who would not allow the dead to sleep\npeacefully.\nAnd then the end.\nAn end with terror.\nThe man died as he had lived!\nThat last chapter of the book!\nEternal Justice has been dispensed and the dead are being\nput to rest with loving reverence. There is left only a sweet\nmemory; a fragrance of the beautiful in a man's life; and pity\nand love.\nFrank Harris has written a true life of Oscar Wilde.\n' But incidentally, a wonderful book for humanity.\nA big man has written about a fellow man in a big way.\nLove was his guardian angel.\nLove led love to victory."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c012", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c012", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "719", "page_fin": "719", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.11.1", "titre_corps": "Oscar Wilde—about 1900.", "titre_sommaire": "Oscar Wilde—about 1900.", "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": "719", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.11", "debut_caractere": 16, "fin_caractere_exclue": 39, "texte": "Oscar Wilde—about 1900."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c013", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c013", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "720", "page_fin": "720", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.12", "titre_corps": "Flasks and Flagons", "titre_sommaire": "Flasks and Flagons", "signature_source": "Francis S. Saltus", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 12, "page_imprimee": "720", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.12", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1247, "texte": "Flasks and Flagons\nBy Francis S. Saltus\nChocolate\nIQUID delectable, I love thy brown\nDeep-glimmering color like a wood-nymph's tress;\nPotent and swift to urge on Love's excess,\nThou wert most loved in the fair Aztec town.\nWhere Cortes, battling for Iberia's crown,\nFirst found thee, and with rough and soldier guess,\nPronounced thy virtues of rare worthiness\nAnd fit by Madrid's dames to gain renown.\nWhen tasting of thy sweets, fond memories:\nOf bygone days in Versailles will arise;\nBefore the King, reclining at his ease\nI see Dubarry in rich toilet stand,\nA gleam of passion in her lustrous eyes,\nA Sevres cup in her jeweled hand!\nCoffee\nberry! where may mortals find\nNectars divine that can with thee compare,\nWhen, having dined, we sip thy essence rare.\nAnd feel towards wit and repartee Inclined?\nThou wert of sneering, cynical Voltaire\nThe only friend; thy power urged Balzac's mind\nTo glorious effort; surely Heaven designed\nThy devotees superior joys to share.\nWhene'er I breathe thy fumes, 'mid Summer stars,\nThe Orient's splendent pomps my vision greet.\nDamascus with its myriad minarets gleams!\nI see thee, smoking, in immense bazars,\nOr yet in dim seraglios, at the feet\nOf blonde Sultanas, pale with amorous dreams!"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c014", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c014", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "720", "page_fin": "721", "image_debut": 12, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.13", "titre_corps": "Just One Scene", "titre_sommaire": "Just One Scene", "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": "720", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.12", "debut_caractere": 1249, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1814, "texte": "Just One Scene\nIBRARY of the husband.\nShrivelled up in a deep chair, her closed hands twitch-\ning nervously between her knees, the young wife.\nThe husband is seated at the writing table.\nHe siAokes cigarettes, walks up and down, resumes his\nseat, walks up and down, again resumes: his seat.\nThey never look one at the other.\nA long suspended scene.\nThe husband opens the drawer of his writing table.\nHe takes out a small, long box, and opens it.\nHe holds a gun in his hands.\nThe young wife watches him intensely.\nShe shrinks back and watches him figain; motionless."}, {"page_pdf": 13, "page_imprimee": "721", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.13", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1479, "texte": "THE HUSBAND: \"To the telephone, Nelly!\"\nShe rises, walks over to the telephone upon the table.\nThe husband hands her the receiver; he turns the mouth-\npiece towards her face.\n\"What's your lover's number?\"\nSilence. ' ' ''''' \"\" '•\n\"What—is—your lover's—number?\"\n\"5712\" \" ■'\nFollowing the peremptory look of husband, she calls\nthe number into the instrument; \"5712.\"\nSilence. ,\nTHE HUSBAND whispering, but it sounds more like\nhissing, into her ear: \"This is Nelly -\"\nA little silence; evidently somebody speaks at the other\nend of the line. *\nTHE HUSBAND: \"I'm so lonesome for you, I am so\nwretched without you —— \"\nShe repeats these words.\nTHE HUSBAND: \"If you only were here ———\nShe repeats. ,\nTHE HUSBAND: <fMy husband went away this morning\nquite unexpectedly. He will stay away for three days. .Won t\nyou come, dear* ?\"\nShe is silent.\nHe looks at her.\nShe is silent . v\nHe points the gun at her.\nShe speaks the words into the telephone.\nAn inaudible answer at the other end of the wire.\nShe screams into the instrument:\n\"Don't come! He is here! He-knows everything!\"\nThe husband places his finger on the trigger.\nShe stares boldly into his face, erect,, ready to die, but so\nsad. /, •\nHe has let go the gun.\nIt crashes to the floor.\nHe walks over to the writing desk.\nHe is seated.\nA long? silence .\nThen he speaks very slowly: \"So it is then; if a woman-\nreally loves a man? Nelly go! —-— —and go in peace!\"\nAfter the German of Peter Altenberg by Guido Bruno"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c016", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c016", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "722", "page_fin": "722", "image_debut": 14, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.15", "titre_corps": "Thoughts on Suicide—IV", "titre_sommaire": "Thoughts on Suicide—IV", "signature_source": "Martin Brown", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 14, "page_imprimee": "722", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.14", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1258, "texte": "Thoughts on Suicide—IV\nBy Martin Brown\nPoison\nthe rose-leaves, let the petals fall\nThey'll serve as actors in my little play.\nEach one a tear, a hope, or best of all\nThe sunshine sweetness of a golden day.\nThe hour grows late, yet still the purple wine\nInvites a parting toast—let us agree\nTo drink to those dead days when you were mine\nWhen I was yours, first, last and utterly.\nYou frown—alas my heart is sorrow-sore,\nYour husband too has set his glass eside.\nLet's pass it then for I have many more\nHow's this? A health unto the virgin bride.\nYou will not drink? . My glass is all prepared.\nYou will not stay? How sad that word good-bye.\nIf they had known it how they would have stared,\nA toast to death—'tis done, and I can die.\nThe Roman Way\nA bath of clouded glass or gleaming tile,\nA perfumed powder brought from Araby,\nClear crystal water warm enough to still\nPulsating nerves that tremble foolishly.\nAn ethered drink to make it more a dream,\nA jewelled knife that severs instantly\nThe big blue veins that cross upon each wrist.\nSharp stinging pain that slowly dies away.\nIndifferent drooping eyes that vaguely watch\nThe crimson 'spirals merging cloudily,\nA growing faintness and a cynic's smile,\nA bath of blood—a soul gone utterly."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c017", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c017", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "722", "page_fin": "723", "image_debut": 14, "image_fin": 15, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.16", "titre_corps": "Masks", "titre_sommaire": "Masks", "signature_source": "After the German of Peter Altenberg by Guido Bruuo", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 14, "page_imprimee": "722", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.14", "debut_caractere": 1260, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1797, "texte": "Masks\n\nThe Philosopher\nAs neighbours you will only see in us the one-thousandth\npart of our real self. ,\nCould you see the whole of us you surely would not\nrecognize us.\nThe Curious\n\"Please do tell me what is grotesque?\"\nIt is -that part of our real nature which the necessity of\nlife makes us give up.\nThe Coquette\nTo be able to play with life is artistic—\nPlentiful are your hours of irest for your comic seriousness.\nThe Complicated\nWithout masks we are masks only distorted to simplicity\nand too easy to be understood by commonsense."}, {"page_pdf": 15, "page_imprimee": "723", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.15", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1063, "texte": "The Danseuse\nI am just grace and dignity.\nNever should I feel or think.\nIt degrades my class, but I have to live, too—, and there-\nfore I have to be—of course very privately—a sensible woman.\nThe Tragedienne\nOf course poets break the hearts of their heroines. To\nvulgar pains do I have to concentrate myself, hypocritically.\nBut my tragedies occur every hour of the day and they\ncannot be acted. And my poets are not born yet.\nThe Poetess\nWhen I am silently in thought, I am really a poetess 1\nIt is at the shortcomings of human art that the divine soul\nbegins to speak audibly.\nThe Painter\nIn me lives the Divine Painter, my eye, reflecting the\nthings of the world.\nBut long is the way-from eye to hand—.\nBlossoming pastures dry to deserts.\nThe Woman of the World\n\"Look at me!\" sobs eternally an abused little child—\nBut the rustling of my silks sounds louder in*my«ears.\nDo you see in us only a daring play of colors? We cannot\nchange it.\nIf we do it with taste, we live even without an idea.\n\nAfter the German of Peter Altenberg by Guido Bruuo"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c018", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c018", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "723", "page_fin": "723", "image_debut": 15, "image_fin": 15, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.17", "titre_corps": "The Song", "titre_sommaire": "The Song", "signature_source": "Alfred Kreymborg", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 15, "page_imprimee": "723", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.15", "debut_caractere": 1065, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1866, "texte": "The Song\nAlfred Kreymborg.\n|T is a bit of a river that flows between—between the\nstrip of land on this and the strip of land on that side.\nThousands of honeyless hives bury the strip on this;\nthousands the strip on that side—honeyless hives\nchoked by honeyless two-legged lives—but what of\nthese? It is night.\nIt is night, but a song, borne by a friendly wind,\nsteals across the river across from yonder side to this!\nacross to me. It is not a song of night's; it is not a\nsong of Nature's; it is not a song of the gods.' It is\nbut stay It is not for*you. \\ our name is Profanation;\nyou are of the honeyless two-legs that choke the\nhoneyless hives that bury the earth; you are\nIt is a bit of a river that flows between. It is night.\nA song steals across to me. And only the river 'twixt\nsinger and me."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c019", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c019", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "723", "page_fin": "723", "image_debut": 15, "image_fin": 15, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.18", "titre_corps": "Prejudice", "titre_sommaire": "Prejudice", "signature_source": "Alfred Kreymborg", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 15, "page_imprimee": "723", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.15", "debut_caractere": 1868, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1972, "texte": "Prejudice\nAlfred Kreymborg.\nLittle mouse:\nAre you.^\nsome rat's little child?\nI wont love you if you are."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c020", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c020", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "724", "page_fin": "726", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.19", "titre_corps": "Impressions of America", "titre_sommaire": "Impressions of America", "signature_source": "Oscar Wilde", "controle": "bornes données par la structure logique METS/ALTO de Blue Mountain (blocs ALTO de chaque constituant)", "pages": [{"page_pdf": 16, "page_imprimee": "724", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.16", "debut_caractere": 17, "fin_caractere_exclue": 2807, "texte": "Impressions of America\nBy Oscar Wilde\nThis interesting account of Oscar Wilde's tour through America\nwas printed privately in a booklet for circulation among his\nfriends, by Stuart Mason, and on account of the scarcity of thiir\nprivate print, was not accessible to the public. It is not contained\nin his collected works.\nI fear I cannot picture America as altogether an Elysium\n—perhaps, from the ordinary standpoint I know but little\nabout the country. I cannot give its latitude or longitude;\nI cannot compute the value of its dry goods, and I have no\nvery close acquaintance with its politics. These are matters\nwhich may not interest you, and they certainly are not\ninteresting to me.\nThe first thing that struck me on landing in America was\nthat if the Americans are not the most well-dressed people\nin the world, they are the most comfortably dressed. Men\nare seen1 there with the dreadful chimney-pot hat, but there\nare very few hatless men; men wear the shocking swallow-\ntail coat, but,few are to seen with no coat at all. There is\nan air of comfort in the appearance of the people which is\na marked contrast to that seen in this country, where, too\noften, people are seen in close contact with rags.\nThe next thing particularly noticeable is that everybody\nseems in a hurry to catch a train. This is a state of things\nwhich is not favourable to poetry or romance. Had Romeo\nor Juliet been in a constant state of anxiety about trains,\nor had their minds been agitated by the question of return-\npickets, Shakespeare could not have given us those lovely\nbalcany scenes which are so full of poetry and pathos.\nAmerica is the noisiest country that ever existed. One is\nwaked up in the morning, not by the singing of the nightin-\ngale, but by the steam whistle. It is surprising that the\nsound practical sense of the Americans does not reduce this\nintolerable noise. All Art depends upon exquisite and deli-\ncate sensibility,* and such continual turmoil must ultimately\nbe destructive of the musical faculty.\n. There is not so much beauty to be found in American cities\nas in Oxford, Cambridge, Salisbury, or Winchester, where\nare lovely relics of a beautiful age; but still there is a good\ndeal of beauty to be seen in them now and then, but only\nwhere the American has not attempted to create it Where\nthe Americans have attempted to produce beauty they have\nsignally failed. A remarkable characteristic of the Americans\nis the manner in which they have applied science to modern\nlife.\nThis is apparent in the most cursory stroll through New\nYork. In England an inventor is regarded almost as a crazy\nman, and in too many instances invention ends in disappoint-\nment and poverty. In America an inventor is honoured, help\nis forthcoming, and the exercise of ingenuity, the application"}, {"page_pdf": 17, "page_imprimee": "725", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.17", "debut_caractere": 414, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3033, "texte": "of science to.the work of man, is there the shortest road to\nwealth. There is no country in the world where machinery\nis so lovely as in America.\nI; have always wished to believe that the line of strength\nand the line of beauty are one. That wish was realised\nwhen I contemplated American machinery. It was not until\nI had seen *the water-works at Chicago that I realised the\nwonders of machinery; the rise and fall of the steel rods,\nthe symmetrical motion of the great wheels is the most\nbeautifully rhythmic thing I have ever seen.* One is im-\npressed in America, but not favourably impressed, by the\ninordinate size of everything. The country seems to try\nto bully one into a belief in its power by its impressive\nbigness. .\nI was disappointed with Niagara—most people must be\ndisappointed with Niagara. Every American bride ir taken\nthere, and the sight of the stupendous waterfall must be\none of the earliest, if not the keenest, disappointments in\nAmerican married life. One. sees it under bad conditions,\nvery far away, the point of view not showing the splendour\nof the water. To appreciate it really one has to see it from\nunderneath the fall, and to do that it is necessary to be\ndressed in a yellow oil-skin, which is as ugly as a mackin-\ntosh—and 1 hope none of you ever wears one. It is a\nconsolation to know, however, that such an artist as Madame\nBernhardt has not only worn that yellow, ugly dress, but\nhas been photographed in it.\nPerhaps the most beautiful part of America is the West,\nto reach which, however, involves a journey by rail of six\ndays, racing along tied to an ugly tin-kettle of a steam\nengine. I found but poor consolation for this lourney in tne\nfact that the boys who infest the cars and sell everything\nthat one can eat—or should not eat—were selling editions of\nmy poems vilely printed on a kind of grey blotting paper\nfor the low price of ten cents.** Calling these boys on one\nside I told them that though poets like to be popular they\ndesire to be paid, and selling editions of my poems without\ngiving me a profit is dealing a blow at literature which must\nhave a disastrous effect on poetical aspirants. Xhe invariable\nreply that they made was that they themselves made a\nprofit out the transaction and that was all thev cared about.\nIt is a popular superstition that in America a visitor is\ninvariably addressed as \"Stranger.\" I was never once ad-\ndressed as \"Stranger.\" When I went to Texas 1 was called\nCaptain ; when I got to the centre of the country I was\naddressed as \"Colonel,\" and, on arriving at the borders of\nMexico, as \"General.\" .On the whole, however. \"Sir\" the"}, {"page_pdf": 18, "page_imprimee": "726", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.18", "debut_caractere": 342, "fin_caractere_exclue": 594, "texte": "old English method of addressing people is the most common.\nIt is, perhaps, worth while to note that what many people\ncall Americanisms are really old English expressions which\nhave lingered in our colonies while they have been lost in\nour own country."}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c021", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c021", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[710]", "page_fin": "[710]", "image_debut": 2, "image_fin": 2, "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.20", "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": 2, "page_imprimee": "[710]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.2", "debut_caractere": 225, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1471, "texte": "HOTEL BREVOORT CAFE LAFAYETTE\nFifth Amu* University Place\nRAYMOND ORTEIG, INC.\nThe Two French Hotels and Restaurants of New York\nGONFARONE'S\n40 West 8th Street\nTABLE D'HOTE\n'Elating places are literary landmarks\" said O. Henry*\nspeaking of Gonfarone's in one of his unexcelled Green-\nwich Village Stories.\n**1\nER*\nGREENWICH VILLAGE INN\n(Polly's)\n147 WEST 4TH STREET\nBetween Washington Sq. &\n6th Ave.\nService a la Carte\nOutdoor Dining Room\nFrom the making of a lamp to\nthe creation of a period room\nthere is a right way and a wrong\nway. The problems of your own\nhouse may he answered by con- §\nsuiting\nANTON HELLMAN\n80 West Washington Square\nSpring 6840\nSport Hats, Artist Smock Sets,\nMasque Costumes\nFor town and country.\nPAINT BOX\n150 W. 4th St. nr. 6th Ave.\nPhone Spring 23 N. Y.\nWANTED you to know that at 80\nWashington Square South is\nlocated\nTHE TILLAGE STORE\nWhere one may see on display\nmany odd pieces of Brasses, Pot-\ntery. Furniture and Souvenirs.\nHours 10.30 till 6 p. m. Satur-\ndays 10 p. m.\nT. D. COX\nStationery and News Shop\nCirculating Library\n68 Washington Place, N. Y.\nJUDSON TAILOR SHOP\n51 Washington Sq.\nAll kinds of tailoring work\nneatly done. Dry cleaning of\nLadies' Suits, Gowns, Wraps,\netc., a specialty.\n'Phone 5360 Spring"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c022", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c022", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "726", "page_fin": "726", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.21", "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": 18, "page_imprimee": "726", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.18", "debut_caractere": 596, "fin_caractere_exclue": 3737, "texte": "STATEMENT OF THE OWNERSHIP, MANAGEMENT, CIRCULATION,\nETC., REQUIRED BY THE ACT OF CONGRESS OF\nAUGUST 24, 1912,\nOf Bruno's Weekly published Weekly at New York, N. Y., for April\n1, 1916.\nState of New Jersey\nCounty of Essex—ss. , , -\nBefore me, a Notary Public, in and for the State and county afore-\nsaid, personally appeared Charles Edison, who, having been duly sworn\naccording to law, deposes and says that he is the - publisher of the\nBruno's Weekly and that the following is, to the best of his knowledge\n2nd belief, a true statement of the ownership, management (and if a\ndaily paper, the circulation), etc., of the aforesaid publication for the\ndate shown in the above caption, required by the Act of August 24, 1912>\nembodied in section 443, Postal Laws and Regulations, printed on the\nreverse of this form, to wit:\n1. That the names and addresses of the publisher, editor, managing\neditor, and business managers are: Publisher, Charles Edison, Llewellyn\nPark, W. Orange, N. J.: Editor, Guido Bruno, 58 Washington Square,\nNew York, N. Y.: Managing Editor, Guido Bruno, 58 Washington Square,\nNew York, N. Y.; Business Manager, Guido Bruno, 58 Washington\nSquare, New York, N. Y. * ,\n2. That the owners are: (Give names and addresses of individual\nowners, or, if a corporation, give its name and the names and addresses\nof stockholders owning or holding 1 per cent or more of the total\namount of stock.) Charles Edison, Llewellyn Park, West. Orange, N. J. ;\nGuido Bruno, 10 Fifth Ave., New York, N. Y.\n3. That the known bondholders, mortgagees, and other security\nholders owning or holding 1 per cent or more of total amount of bonds,\nmortgages, or other securities* are: (If there are none, so state.) None.\n4. That the two paragraphs next above, giving the names of the\nowners, stockholders, and security holders, if any, contain not only\nthe list of stockholders and security holders as they appear upon the\nbooks of the company but also, in cases where the stockholder or\nsecurity holder appears upon the books of the company as trustee\nor in any other fiduciary relation, the name of the person or corporation\nfor whom such trustee is acting, is given; also that the said two para-\ngraphs contain statements embracing affiant's full knowledge and belief\nas to the circumstances and conditions under which stockholders and\nsecurity holders who do not appear upon the books of the company\nas trustees, hold stock and securities in a capacity other than that\nof a bona fide owner; and this affiant has no reason to believe that\nany other person, association, or corporation has any interest direct or\nindirect in the said stock, bonds, or other securities than as so stated\nby him. . .\n5. That the average number of copies of each issue of this publication\nsold or distributed, through the mails or otherwise, to paid subscribers\nduring the six months preceding the date shown above is\n(This information is required from daily publications only.)\nSigned, CHARLES EDISON,\n% Publisher.\nSworn to and subscribed before me this 29th day of March, 1916.\nSigned, FREDERICK BACHMANN, Notary Public,\n(My commission expires July 2, 1917.)\n(Seal.)"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c023", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c023", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[727]", "page_fin": "[727]", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.22", "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": "[727]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.19", "debut_caractere": 0, "fin_caractere_exclue": 1601, "texte": "RARE BOOKS FIRST EDITIONS\nKstm Illustrated Books. Early Printed Book*. AuoeUtloa Book%\nBooli for Christmas Gifts\nipurehutd ilnfly or la seta for people who hare neither time nor oppor-\ntunity to select fjt themselves, or for those who hare not am— to tk\nbest book marts. Why not begin collecting nowT\nAddress, E. V.112 Boston Transcript, Boston, Mass.\n1 BUY BOOKS\nSingle volumes, small lots, and libraries; autograph\nletters of known literary men and artiste, drawings,\npictures and engravings. Address\n\"COLLECTOR,\" Car* of Bruno's Weekly, 58 Washington Sq.\n-For Houses, Apartments or Rooms, See\nPEPE & BRO.\nREAL ESTATE AUD INSURANCE\n40 So. Washington Square\nTelephone 41*9 Spring Cor. of MacDougal Street\nBeing a book\nINWH I C H\nwe say just what we t'link. Published every month by Norman-Bel\nGeddes at 756 Second Avenue in Detroit, Michigan, it is a little\nhook uniquely illustrated. Write for sample copy.\nCHARLES KEELER\nIN RECITALS OF HIS OWN POEMS\nTHE VICTORY—Songs of Triumph. Price, one dollar\nELFIN SONGS OF SUNLAND. Third edition. G. P. Putnam's\nSons, New York & London. Price $1.50.\nSONGS OF A WANDERER. In manuscript\nTHE MIRROR OF MANHATTAN. In manuscript\nDANCE RYTHMS. In manuscript.\nMr. Keeler recites selections from all the above and his varied\nand unique programs are full of interest and inspiration both\nin the text and delivery.\nIn New York and vicinity until June. Now booking dates fot\nCalifornia Tour in June, July and August.\nFor terms and particulars and for copies of his books, address\nLAURENCE J. GOMME\nTito Little Bookshop Around the Corner\n2 East 29th Street Now York City"}]}, {"article_id": "bm-bmtnaaq-1916-05-20-01-c024", "article_bluemountain": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01#c024", "volume": "bmtnaaq_1916-05-20_01", "ocr_source": "OCR Blue Mountain (ALTO), transcription TEI : lignes lb/@facs", "texte_sans_correction": true, "page_debut": "[728]", "page_fin": "[728]", "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=bmtnaaq19160520-01.2.23", "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": "[728]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.20", "debut_caractere": 0, "fin_caractere_exclue": 260, "texte": "READ BRUNO'S WEEKLY\nand if you think fifty-two issues\nare worth two dollars I will be\nglad to count you among my\nsubscribers\nGuido Bruno\nCharles Edison's Little Thimble Theatre, Situated\nAt No. 10 Fifth Avenue, Greenwich Village, N. 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A. Edison"}]}], "pages_ocr_originales": [{"page_pdf": 1, "page_imprimee": "couv. 1", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.1", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\nEDITED BY GUIDO BRUNO IN HIS GARRET\nON WASHINGTON SQUARE\nFive Cents May 20th, 1916\nW. <fe G.\n\nSome Dogs of Greenwich Village"}, {"page_pdf": 2, "page_imprimee": "[710]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.2", "texte": "Copyright by Guido Bruno, May 20th, 1916. Original matter,\nincluding all drawings, may not be reproduced without permission\nof Guido Bruno; but that permission may be assumed if credit\nis given to author and Bruno's Weekly.\n\nHOTEL BREVOORT CAFE LAFAYETTE\nFifth Amu* University Place\nRAYMOND ORTEIG, INC.\nThe Two French Hotels and Restaurants of New York\nGONFARONE'S\n40 West 8th Street\nTABLE D'HOTE\n'Elating places are literary landmarks\" said O. Henry*\nspeaking of Gonfarone's in one of his unexcelled Green-\nwich Village Stories.\n**1\nER*\nGREENWICH VILLAGE INN\n(Polly's)\n147 WEST 4TH STREET\nBetween Washington Sq. &\n6th Ave.\nService a la Carte\nOutdoor Dining Room\nFrom the making of a lamp to\nthe creation of a period room\nthere is a right way and a wrong\nway. The problems of your own\nhouse may he answered by con- §\nsuiting\nANTON HELLMAN\n80 West Washington Square\nSpring 6840\nSport Hats, Artist Smock Sets,\nMasque Costumes\nFor town and country.\nPAINT BOX\n150 W. 4th St. nr. 6th Ave.\nPhone Spring 23 N. Y.\nWANTED you to know that at 80\nWashington Square South is\nlocated\nTHE TILLAGE STORE\nWhere one may see on display\nmany odd pieces of Brasses, Pot-\ntery. Furniture and Souvenirs.\nHours 10.30 till 6 p. m. Satur-\ndays 10 p. m.\nT. D. COX\nStationery and News Shop\nCirculating Library\n68 Washington Place, N. Y.\nJUDSON TAILOR SHOP\n51 Washington Sq.\nAll kinds of tailoring work\nneatly done. Dry cleaning of\nLadies' Suits, Gowns, Wraps,\netc., a specialty.\n'Phone 5360 Spring"}, {"page_pdf": 3, "page_imprimee": "[711]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.3", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\nEdited by Guido Bruno in His Garret on Washington Square\nNo. 21\nMAY 20th, MCMXVI.\nVol. II\nCopyright 1916 by Gttido Bruno\n\nVictory and Defeat\nEvery victory shows a more difficult height to scale, a steeper\npinnacle of god-like hardship—that's the reward of victory: it\nprovides the hero with ever-new battle-fields: no rest for him\nthis side the grave.\nBut what of defeat? What sweet is there in its bitter? This\nmay be said for it; it is our great school: punishment teaches\npity, just as suffering teaches sympathy. In defeat the brave soul\nlearns kinship with other men, takes the rub to heart; seeks out\nthe reason for the fall in his own weakness, and ever afterwards\nfinds it impossible to judge, much less condemn his fellow. But\nafter all no one can hurt us but ourselves; prison, hard labour,\nand the hate of men; what are these if they make you truer, wiser,\nkinder? -\nHave you come to grief through self-indulgence and good-living?\nHere are months in which men will take care that you shall eat\nbadly and lie hard. Did you lack respect for others? Here are\nmen who will show you no consideration. Were you careless of\nothers' sufferings? Here now you shall agonize unheeded: gaolers\nand governors as well as black cells just to teach you. Thank\nyour stars then for every day's experience, for, when you have\nlearned the lesson of it and turned its discipline into service, the\nprison shall transform itself into a hermitage, the dungeon into\na home; the burnt skilly shall be sweet in your mouth; and your\nrest on the plank bed the dreamless slumber of a little child.\nFrank Harris in \"Oscar Wilde and his Confessions\"\n\nGreenwich Village in History\n*\nADMIRAL SIR PETER WARREN was in New York in\n1744. He had then returned from Martinique, where he\ncaptured many French and Spanish prizes with his squadron\nof sixteen sailing craft. These were sold for him by Stephen\nDe Lancey & Co., and netted him a considerable fortune, and\nit is said that he bought his Greenwich farm of three hundred\nacres with a part of the money. At any rate, the rise of\nGreenwich is attributed to Sir Peter, who married the\ndaughter of his sales agent, Susannah De Lancey. Abingdon\nSquare, with its little park, is a memento of the Warren farm,\nthe oldest of Sir Peter's three daughters having married the\nEarl of Abingdon for whom the Square is named. Abijah\nHammond became the owner of the farm after the death\n\n*/ am indebted for this story to Mr. Henry Collins Brown, who\ngave me permission to extract it from his beautiful \"Book of Old\nNew York\" printed by him privately for collectors."}, {"page_pdf": 4, "page_imprimee": "712", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.4", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n\nof the vice-admiral, and in 1819 Mr. Van Nest purchased from\nhim the mansion, with the square bounded by Fourth,\nBleecker, Perry and Charles Streets. In 1865 the house was\ntorn down, and most of the present houses were erected on\nits site.\nNo more bewildering confusion of street formation exists\nanywhere than in this section of the city, where was once\nold Greenwich. An example is Fourth Street, which crosses\nTenth, Eleventh and Twelfth Streets at very nearly right\nangles. Other streets start all right, run for a block or two\nwith regularity, and then take unreasonable turns, or else\nbring up one before a brick wall. This condition may be\nattributed to the fantastic ideas of the owners of land in\nthat section in the early period of the city's growth. When\na short cut from one place to another was desired they cut\na lane, and perhaps another to some part of the farm land,\nleaving, with what improved conditions the city has made in\nstreet-making there, a tangled network of the old and the\nnew that will not assimilate.\nGreenwich Road followed the line of the present Green-\nwich street, along the shore front, and led to Greenwich Vil-\nlage. While in dry weather most of the route was good\nground, in wet weather, especially in the region of the Lis-\npenard salt meadows, which then lay north and south of the\npresent Canal street, and of the marshy valley of Minetta\nCreek (about Charlton street), it was difficult of access. An\ninland road was therefore'approved in 1768 from the Post\nRoad (the present Bowery) to what is now Astor Place, then\nto Waverly Place, then to Greenwich avenue. Two sections\nof this road exist to-day: Astor Place and Greenwich avenue\nbetween Eighth and Fourteenth streets. The rest is oblit-\nerated.\nThe open space at Astor Place is a part of the road to\nGreenwich known as Monument Lane, or \"road to the Obe-\nlisk,\" because at' its northern extremity, or which is now\nEighth avenue and Fifteenth street, General Wolfe, the hero\nof Quebec, had a memorial erected to him. The lane ex-\ntended from the Bowery to Washington Square, turned north-\nwest and skirted Greenwich Village. At Jefferson Market,\nwhere Greenwich avenue joins Sixth avenue, the reader will\nfind the last section of the inland road.\n. No more healthful location exists in than what\nwas once the site of the village. The epidemics of virulent\ndiseases that attacked the old city found no lodgment in\nGreenwich.. This healthfulness is due to the fact that the\nunderyling soil of the district to a depth of at least fifty feet\nis a pure sand, and provides excellent natural drainage.\nBank street is reminiscent of the yellow fever epidemic in\n1798, in that the Bank of New York and a branch of the Bank\nof the United States purchased two plots of eight city lots\neach in Greenwich Village, far away from the city proper, to\nwhich they could remove in case of being placed in danger of"}, {"page_pdf": 5, "page_imprimee": "713", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.5", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n(To be continued)\n\nquarantine. In 1799 two houses were erected on them, and in\nSeptember of the same year the banks were removed to the\nvillage, and gave the name to the present street, which was\nthen a lane. The year 1822 saw another influx of population\nto Greenwich Village because of its healthfulness. \"The town\nfairly exploded and went flying beyond its borders, as though\nthe pestilence had been a burning mine. The city presented\nthe appearance of a town besieged. From daybreak till night\none line of carts, containing merchandise and effects, were\nseen moving toward Greenwich Village and the upper parts\nof the city. Carriages and hacks, wagons and horsemen, were\nscouring the streets and filling the roads. Temporary stores\nand offices were erecting. Even on Sunday carts were in\nmotion, and the saw and hammer busily at work. Within a\nfew days thereafter (September) the Custom House, the\nPost Office, the bank, the insurance offices and the printers\nof newspapers located themselves in the village, or in the\nupper part of Broadway, where they were free from the im-\npending danger, and these places almost instantaneously be-\ncame the seat of the immense business usually carried on in\nthe great metropolis.\" . This epidemic \"caused the building\nup of many streets with numerous wooden buildings, for the\nuses of the merchants, banks,'offices, etc.\" An old authority\nsays that he \"saw corn growing on the present corner of\nHammond (West Eleventh) and Fourth streets on a Saturday\nmorning, and on the following Monday Sykes and Nible had\na house erected capable of accommodating three hundred\nboarders. Even the Brooklyn ferryboats ran up here daily.\"\nThree remnants of Greenwich Village are the two old frame\ndwellings at the southwest corner of Eleventh street and\nSixth avenue, and the triangular graveyard near the corner,\nthe second place of burial owned by the Jews on the island.\nWhen Eleventh street was opened almost the whole of the\nJewish burial ground was swept away. The street went di-\nrectly across it, leaving only the corner on its south side and\na still smaller corner on its north side.\n\nA Forgotten American Journalist\n\nAMONG old manuscripts in a second-hand bookshop in\nPhiladelphia, I found on a recent trip, letters and articles\nwritten by an American journalist and editor of the Fifties,\nby Willis Gaylord Clark. So original and so progressed were\nhis ideas on men and things in these old yellow sheets,\noffered for sale at a pittance, that I tried to find out a little\nmore about this satyrist, whose name seems to be given to\noblivion. His brother, Lewis Gaylord Clark, published in\n1844, a little volume of the literary remains, and that was\nabout all I could find. In the preface to this collection a\nletter of Washington Irving is reproduced in which Irving\nexpresses his sympathy with the family of the deceased\nnewspaperman, and closes with this passage:\n\"And he has left behind him writings which will make men\nlove his memory and lament his loss.\""}, {"page_pdf": 6, "page_imprimee": "714", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.6", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n\nWillis Gaylord Clark was born in Otisco, in the county of\nOnondaga, in the state of New York. He was the son of a\nsoldier in the days of the Revolution, and writing for news-\npapers and periodicals since the age of fourteen. He was\neditor of the Columbian Star, in South Carolina, and later\ntook over the editorship of the Philadelphia Gazette. He\nwrote for the New York Knickerbocker Magazine a series\nof amusing papers under the quaint title of Ollapodiana. The\npermanent value of Mr. Clark's newspaper feuilletons in the\ndaily Amrican Press is pointed out in an extended notice in\nthe American Quarterly Review; in the Editor's Table of\nthe Knickerbocker Magazine for July, 1841, an account of\nhis life is given on three pages. He was a poet and a few\nof his poems can be found in the \"Poets and Poetry of\nAmerica.\"\nHe seems to me the only American representative of that\nbranch of Journalism which is unknown in the newspapers\nof the United States: the feuilleton, a happy combination of\nnarrative, instructive, satyrical, about something that hap-\npened today or yesterday, with a touch of intimacy in a\nmilieu, familiar to every reader.\nAmong the many articles h£ wrote, a few are especially\ninteresting because they seem so far ahead of their own\ntimes. There is, for instance, \"Leaves from an Aeronaut,\"\nhumorous, but most likely imaginary ascension in a\ndirigible balloon and the travel through the air.\nThen there is a series of short sketches which appeared\nin the Philadelphia Gazette, 1830 and 1831, as fictitious corre-\nspondence from New York, \"Mephistopheles in New York.\"\nHis critical paper, \"American Poets and their Critics,\" is\na most remarkable rebuke to the poets of the Forties, men\nand women who had created social centres in New York\nand were at their best proclaiming the fame of English poetry\nand of English men of letters, denying that there was any\nliterature- of importance in America. This -article, \"American\nPoets and I heir Critics,\" had been refused by most of the\nreputable American literary journals, but appeared subse-\nquently in London. I would like to quote a passage, which\nwill illustrate how decidedly American Clark wished to see\nAmerican letters and art. \"The fact is as undeniable as\nit is generally acknowledged, that since the death of Lord\nByron, the best fugitive poetry of the United States has been\ngreatly superior to that of England. We have bards among\nus whose productions would shine by the side of seven-\ntenths even of the authors collected in those ponderous tomes\nentitled the 'British Classics,' or 'Selected British Poets.'\nLet any reader of taste look over those collections, and see\nhow much matter there is in them, of no superior merit, float-\ning down the stream of time, like flies in amber, only because/\nit is bound up with productions of acknowledged and endur-\ning excellence.\" *\n\nG.B."}, {"page_pdf": 7, "page_imprimee": "715", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.7", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n\nFrom an old English Chap Book.\n\nTwo Tales by N. Shebooev\nTranslated from the Russian by M.w.\nThe Creative Power\nJ MADLY loved a musical-comedy actress, tt seemed that\nshe loved me, too. •\nShe was constantly repeating:\n\"Why don't you write a play in which I should have the\nmain part.\"\nI sat down and wrote a drama.\nNow I am in love with a dramatic actress.\nI think, she loves me, too.\nShe constantly repeats:\n\"Why don't you write a drama in which I should play the\nmain part.\"\nI sat down, and I am writing—a farce."}, {"page_pdf": 8, "page_imprimee": "716", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.8", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n\nPerpetuum\nIn a week's time we met in a restaurant.\nOf course, we talked about women.\nHe said: \"In my life women cut no figure!\"\nYou are very unfortunate! declared I with regret.\nIn a week's time we met in a restaurant.\nOur conversation, of course, was about women.\n\"In my life women cut no figure!\"\nSuch a lucky fellow! exclaimed I, with envy.\nIn a week's time we talked about women again.\n\"In my life women cut no figure!\" said I, throwing myself\nback of the chair.\n\"You are very unfortunate!\" exclaimed he, with sorrow.\nAgain we met in a week's time.\nI said: In my life women cut no figure!\n\"Some lucky fellow!\" filtered he, with envious irritation.\nTo-day we talked about women.\n\"What is the use of raising this question!\" said he in-\ndolently, \"it is a perpetuum mobile!\"\n\"A perpetuum immobile,\"'—I corrected him.\n\nDawn\nBy Richard Aldington\nJT is night; and silent.\nThe mist is still beside the frozen dykes; it lies on the\nstiff grass, about the poplar trunks. The last star goes out.\nThe gulls are coming up from the sea, crying and drifting\nacross like pieces of mist, like fragments of white cloth.\nThey turn their heads and peer as they pass. The sky low\ndown glows deep purple.\nThe plovers swirl and dart over the ploughed Held Deyond;\ntheir screams are sorrowful and sharp. The purple drifts\nup the pale sky and grows redder. The mist stirs.\nThe (brass on the harness of the plough-horses jingles as\nthey come into the field. The birds rise in scattered1 knots.\nThe nlist trembles, grows thinner, rises. The red and gold\nsky shines dully on the ice. : ,\nVi■ ' ' •' ... r. -■ »'\nThe men shout across the thawing clods; the ploughs creak;\nthe horses steam in the cold; the plovers and gulls have gone;\nthe sparrows twitter.\nThe sky is gold and blue, very faint and damp.\nIt is day.\nFrom Images-—Old and New. The Four Seas Co., Boston, 1916."}, {"page_pdf": 9, "page_imprimee": "717", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.9", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n' ' v' • *■ 4 ' * ' • 3 t\n\nTom Sleeper's Spring Song\nAn Ode to Spring\nTom Sleeper\n\"\"VHE bloomin' buds are bustin' on all the bally trees\nAnd the robins come a wheezin' and a snortin'\ndown the breeze . -\nThe donkeys are a brayin' and the jays begin to sing\n'Cause they know without our tellin' 'em\nIt's Spring—Sweet Spring.\nThe fishes in the ocean are a jumpin' and a splashin'\nAnd the water bugs are actin' in a most peculiar fashion\nThe cats are yowlin' choruses a sittin' in a ring\n'Cause they know without our tellin' 'em\nIt's Spring—Sweet Spring.\nThe mushrooms,in.the cellar'll be blooming pretty soon\nAnd the neighbor's puppies whin in' and a yapping at;\nthe moon •\nThe April skies *are leakin' and a wettin' everything\nSo come on and join the chorus—Here's to\nSpring—Sweet Spring.\n\nIn Memoriam: Dick Davis\nWilliam Marion Reedy\nRichard Harding Davis had his ioible of vanity, but he\nwas a man of quality, too. His courage was never questioned\nand his integrity as a reporter of events as he saw them\nwas flawless. Moreover, he could write real romance. And\nonly O. Henry has things to his credit that surpass in short-\nstory craftsmanship \"Gallegher\" and\"The: Bar Sinister,\"\nwhile the \"Van Bibber\" sketches are as true to life as thev\nare happy in spirit. \"Dickie\" Davis Was a pretty high type\nof American and not the less high because he did good work\nalthough possessed from the beginning of means that would\nhave prevented many another young man from doing any-,\nthing. They are a little breed who attempt tQ belittle the\nachievements of Richard Harding Davis.\n\nDead Peacocks"}, {"page_pdf": 10, "page_imprimee": "718", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.10", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n\nOSCAR WILDE\nHIS LIFE AND\nCONFESSIONS\nBy FRANK HARRIS\n\nThe next issue of Bruno's Weekly will contain a review and\na few of the most remarkable passages from the latest work\nof Frank Harris.\nThis work is the most important human document of the\ntwentieth century. It is not merely the life of a man. It is\nthe evolution of an epoch in English life and letters. It is a\nromance as it could be written only by Life itself with the\nheart-blood of men and women.\nIt is a supreme tragedy because none of its actors ever\nthought it could be one. It shows men at their worst while\nthey were forgetting pity and compassion, revelling in inhu-\nmanity and cruelty for the defense of that image of a wrong\nChristian humanity they had made for themselves. It shows\nman at his nearest to God: humble, resigned, in the confession-\nal; drinking to the dregs the bitterest cup; voluntarily—at the\ngate of a new, of a real life.\nThe gate opens. Pity above all, and love eves as punish-\nment, is the driving power of this new life.\nFriendship is written in this book upon each page; unselfish\nlove even towards the one who was the Judas Iscariot; who\nhad ruined a life unknowingly; who had caused pains and\ncondemnation and had driven a man to soul suicide. Love and\npity for the very man who would not allow the dead to sleep\npeacefully.\nAnd then the end.\nAn end with terror.\nThe man died as he had lived!\nThat last chapter of the book!\nEternal Justice has been dispensed and the dead are being\nput to rest with loving reverence. There is left only a sweet\nmemory; a fragrance of the beautiful in a man's life; and pity\nand love.\nFrank Harris has written a true life of Oscar Wilde.\n' But incidentally, a wonderful book for humanity.\nA big man has written about a fellow man in a big way.\nLove was his guardian angel.\nLove led love to victory."}, {"page_pdf": 11, "page_imprimee": "719", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.11", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY\n\nOscar Wilde—about 1900."}, {"page_pdf": 12, "page_imprimee": "720", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.12", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n\nFlasks and Flagons\nBy Francis S. Saltus\nChocolate\nIQUID delectable, I love thy brown\nDeep-glimmering color like a wood-nymph's tress;\nPotent and swift to urge on Love's excess,\nThou wert most loved in the fair Aztec town.\nWhere Cortes, battling for Iberia's crown,\nFirst found thee, and with rough and soldier guess,\nPronounced thy virtues of rare worthiness\nAnd fit by Madrid's dames to gain renown.\nWhen tasting of thy sweets, fond memories:\nOf bygone days in Versailles will arise;\nBefore the King, reclining at his ease\nI see Dubarry in rich toilet stand,\nA gleam of passion in her lustrous eyes,\nA Sevres cup in her jeweled hand!\nCoffee\nberry! where may mortals find\nNectars divine that can with thee compare,\nWhen, having dined, we sip thy essence rare.\nAnd feel towards wit and repartee Inclined?\nThou wert of sneering, cynical Voltaire\nThe only friend; thy power urged Balzac's mind\nTo glorious effort; surely Heaven designed\nThy devotees superior joys to share.\nWhene'er I breathe thy fumes, 'mid Summer stars,\nThe Orient's splendent pomps my vision greet.\nDamascus with its myriad minarets gleams!\nI see thee, smoking, in immense bazars,\nOr yet in dim seraglios, at the feet\nOf blonde Sultanas, pale with amorous dreams!\n\nJust One Scene\nIBRARY of the husband.\nShrivelled up in a deep chair, her closed hands twitch-\ning nervously between her knees, the young wife.\nThe husband is seated at the writing table.\nHe siAokes cigarettes, walks up and down, resumes his\nseat, walks up and down, again resumes: his seat.\nThey never look one at the other.\nA long suspended scene.\nThe husband opens the drawer of his writing table.\nHe takes out a small, long box, and opens it.\nHe holds a gun in his hands.\nThe young wife watches him intensely.\nShe shrinks back and watches him figain; motionless."}, {"page_pdf": 13, "page_imprimee": "721", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.13", "texte": "BRUNO'S' WEEKLY\n\nTHE HUSBAND: \"To the telephone, Nelly!\"\nShe rises, walks over to the telephone upon the table.\nThe husband hands her the receiver; he turns the mouth-\npiece towards her face.\n\"What's your lover's number?\"\nSilence. ' ' ''''' \"\" '•\n\"What—is—your lover's—number?\"\n\"5712\" \" ■'\nFollowing the peremptory look of husband, she calls\nthe number into the instrument; \"5712.\"\nSilence. ,\nTHE HUSBAND whispering, but it sounds more like\nhissing, into her ear: \"This is Nelly -\"\nA little silence; evidently somebody speaks at the other\nend of the line. *\nTHE HUSBAND: \"I'm so lonesome for you, I am so\nwretched without you —— \"\nShe repeats these words.\nTHE HUSBAND: \"If you only were here ———\nShe repeats. ,\nTHE HUSBAND: <fMy husband went away this morning\nquite unexpectedly. He will stay away for three days. .Won t\nyou come, dear* ?\"\nShe is silent.\nHe looks at her.\nShe is silent . v\nHe points the gun at her.\nShe speaks the words into the telephone.\nAn inaudible answer at the other end of the wire.\nShe screams into the instrument:\n\"Don't come! He is here! He-knows everything!\"\nThe husband places his finger on the trigger.\nShe stares boldly into his face, erect,, ready to die, but so\nsad. /, •\nHe has let go the gun.\nIt crashes to the floor.\nHe walks over to the writing desk.\nHe is seated.\nA long? silence .\nThen he speaks very slowly: \"So it is then; if a woman-\nreally loves a man? Nelly go! —-— —and go in peace!\"\nAfter the German of Peter Altenberg by Guido Bruno"}, {"page_pdf": 14, "page_imprimee": "722", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.14", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n\nThoughts on Suicide—IV\nBy Martin Brown\nPoison\nthe rose-leaves, let the petals fall\nThey'll serve as actors in my little play.\nEach one a tear, a hope, or best of all\nThe sunshine sweetness of a golden day.\nThe hour grows late, yet still the purple wine\nInvites a parting toast—let us agree\nTo drink to those dead days when you were mine\nWhen I was yours, first, last and utterly.\nYou frown—alas my heart is sorrow-sore,\nYour husband too has set his glass eside.\nLet's pass it then for I have many more\nHow's this? A health unto the virgin bride.\nYou will not drink? . My glass is all prepared.\nYou will not stay? How sad that word good-bye.\nIf they had known it how they would have stared,\nA toast to death—'tis done, and I can die.\nThe Roman Way\nA bath of clouded glass or gleaming tile,\nA perfumed powder brought from Araby,\nClear crystal water warm enough to still\nPulsating nerves that tremble foolishly.\nAn ethered drink to make it more a dream,\nA jewelled knife that severs instantly\nThe big blue veins that cross upon each wrist.\nSharp stinging pain that slowly dies away.\nIndifferent drooping eyes that vaguely watch\nThe crimson 'spirals merging cloudily,\nA growing faintness and a cynic's smile,\nA bath of blood—a soul gone utterly.\n\nMasks\n\nThe Philosopher\nAs neighbours you will only see in us the one-thousandth\npart of our real self. ,\nCould you see the whole of us you surely would not\nrecognize us.\nThe Curious\n\"Please do tell me what is grotesque?\"\nIt is -that part of our real nature which the necessity of\nlife makes us give up.\nThe Coquette\nTo be able to play with life is artistic—\nPlentiful are your hours of irest for your comic seriousness.\nThe Complicated\nWithout masks we are masks only distorted to simplicity\nand too easy to be understood by commonsense."}, {"page_pdf": 15, "page_imprimee": "723", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.15", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n\nThe Danseuse\nI am just grace and dignity.\nNever should I feel or think.\nIt degrades my class, but I have to live, too—, and there-\nfore I have to be—of course very privately—a sensible woman.\nThe Tragedienne\nOf course poets break the hearts of their heroines. To\nvulgar pains do I have to concentrate myself, hypocritically.\nBut my tragedies occur every hour of the day and they\ncannot be acted. And my poets are not born yet.\nThe Poetess\nWhen I am silently in thought, I am really a poetess 1\nIt is at the shortcomings of human art that the divine soul\nbegins to speak audibly.\nThe Painter\nIn me lives the Divine Painter, my eye, reflecting the\nthings of the world.\nBut long is the way-from eye to hand—.\nBlossoming pastures dry to deserts.\nThe Woman of the World\n\"Look at me!\" sobs eternally an abused little child—\nBut the rustling of my silks sounds louder in*my«ears.\nDo you see in us only a daring play of colors? We cannot\nchange it.\nIf we do it with taste, we live even without an idea.\n\nAfter the German of Peter Altenberg by Guido Bruuo\n\nThe Song\nAlfred Kreymborg.\n|T is a bit of a river that flows between—between the\nstrip of land on this and the strip of land on that side.\nThousands of honeyless hives bury the strip on this;\nthousands the strip on that side—honeyless hives\nchoked by honeyless two-legged lives—but what of\nthese? It is night.\nIt is night, but a song, borne by a friendly wind,\nsteals across the river across from yonder side to this!\nacross to me. It is not a song of night's; it is not a\nsong of Nature's; it is not a song of the gods.' It is\nbut stay It is not for*you. \\ our name is Profanation;\nyou are of the honeyless two-legs that choke the\nhoneyless hives that bury the earth; you are\nIt is a bit of a river that flows between. It is night.\nA song steals across to me. And only the river 'twixt\nsinger and me.\n\nPrejudice\nAlfred Kreymborg.\nLittle mouse:\nAre you.^\nsome rat's little child?\nI wont love you if you are."}, {"page_pdf": 16, "page_imprimee": "724", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.16", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\n\nImpressions of America\nBy Oscar Wilde\nThis interesting account of Oscar Wilde's tour through America\nwas printed privately in a booklet for circulation among his\nfriends, by Stuart Mason, and on account of the scarcity of thiir\nprivate print, was not accessible to the public. It is not contained\nin his collected works.\nI fear I cannot picture America as altogether an Elysium\n—perhaps, from the ordinary standpoint I know but little\nabout the country. I cannot give its latitude or longitude;\nI cannot compute the value of its dry goods, and I have no\nvery close acquaintance with its politics. These are matters\nwhich may not interest you, and they certainly are not\ninteresting to me.\nThe first thing that struck me on landing in America was\nthat if the Americans are not the most well-dressed people\nin the world, they are the most comfortably dressed. Men\nare seen1 there with the dreadful chimney-pot hat, but there\nare very few hatless men; men wear the shocking swallow-\ntail coat, but,few are to seen with no coat at all. There is\nan air of comfort in the appearance of the people which is\na marked contrast to that seen in this country, where, too\noften, people are seen in close contact with rags.\nThe next thing particularly noticeable is that everybody\nseems in a hurry to catch a train. This is a state of things\nwhich is not favourable to poetry or romance. Had Romeo\nor Juliet been in a constant state of anxiety about trains,\nor had their minds been agitated by the question of return-\npickets, Shakespeare could not have given us those lovely\nbalcany scenes which are so full of poetry and pathos.\nAmerica is the noisiest country that ever existed. One is\nwaked up in the morning, not by the singing of the nightin-\ngale, but by the steam whistle. It is surprising that the\nsound practical sense of the Americans does not reduce this\nintolerable noise. All Art depends upon exquisite and deli-\ncate sensibility,* and such continual turmoil must ultimately\nbe destructive of the musical faculty.\n. There is not so much beauty to be found in American cities\nas in Oxford, Cambridge, Salisbury, or Winchester, where\nare lovely relics of a beautiful age; but still there is a good\ndeal of beauty to be seen in them now and then, but only\nwhere the American has not attempted to create it Where\nthe Americans have attempted to produce beauty they have\nsignally failed. A remarkable characteristic of the Americans\nis the manner in which they have applied science to modern\nlife.\nThis is apparent in the most cursory stroll through New\nYork. In England an inventor is regarded almost as a crazy\nman, and in too many instances invention ends in disappoint-\nment and poverty. In America an inventor is honoured, help\nis forthcoming, and the exercise of ingenuity, the application"}, {"page_pdf": 17, "page_imprimee": "725", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.17", "texte": "BRUNO'S WEEKLY.\nj a Poem published in an American magazine on February 15th 1882\nWilae wrote: • '\n''And in the throbbing engine room\nLeap the long rods of polished steel.\"\n**4iPoeras by Oscar Wilde. Also his Lecture on the Fn^«sli\nIRR?aiS/fanCp JheMSea^rde,LibIary' VoK lviiL No- 1183> January 19th,\n188.,. 4to. Pp. 32. New York: • George Munro, Publisher. ,\neighfdoilars. ed,\"°n WaS ,<>ld by aUC,io\" in New Y°rk\n\nof science to.the work of man, is there the shortest road to\nwealth. There is no country in the world where machinery\nis so lovely as in America.\nI; have always wished to believe that the line of strength\nand the line of beauty are one. That wish was realised\nwhen I contemplated American machinery. It was not until\nI had seen *the water-works at Chicago that I realised the\nwonders of machinery; the rise and fall of the steel rods,\nthe symmetrical motion of the great wheels is the most\nbeautifully rhythmic thing I have ever seen.* One is im-\npressed in America, but not favourably impressed, by the\ninordinate size of everything. The country seems to try\nto bully one into a belief in its power by its impressive\nbigness. .\nI was disappointed with Niagara—most people must be\ndisappointed with Niagara. Every American bride ir taken\nthere, and the sight of the stupendous waterfall must be\none of the earliest, if not the keenest, disappointments in\nAmerican married life. One. sees it under bad conditions,\nvery far away, the point of view not showing the splendour\nof the water. To appreciate it really one has to see it from\nunderneath the fall, and to do that it is necessary to be\ndressed in a yellow oil-skin, which is as ugly as a mackin-\ntosh—and 1 hope none of you ever wears one. It is a\nconsolation to know, however, that such an artist as Madame\nBernhardt has not only worn that yellow, ugly dress, but\nhas been photographed in it.\nPerhaps the most beautiful part of America is the West,\nto reach which, however, involves a journey by rail of six\ndays, racing along tied to an ugly tin-kettle of a steam\nengine. I found but poor consolation for this lourney in tne\nfact that the boys who infest the cars and sell everything\nthat one can eat—or should not eat—were selling editions of\nmy poems vilely printed on a kind of grey blotting paper\nfor the low price of ten cents.** Calling these boys on one\nside I told them that though poets like to be popular they\ndesire to be paid, and selling editions of my poems without\ngiving me a profit is dealing a blow at literature which must\nhave a disastrous effect on poetical aspirants. Xhe invariable\nreply that they made was that they themselves made a\nprofit out the transaction and that was all thev cared about.\nIt is a popular superstition that in America a visitor is\ninvariably addressed as \"Stranger.\" I was never once ad-\ndressed as \"Stranger.\" When I went to Texas 1 was called\nCaptain ; when I got to the centre of the country I was\naddressed as \"Colonel,\" and, on arriving at the borders of\nMexico, as \"General.\" .On the whole, however. \"Sir\" the"}, {"page_pdf": 18, "page_imprimee": "726", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.18", "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.\nEntered as second class matter at the Post Office of New\nYork, N. Y., October 14th, 19 15, under the Act of March\n3d, 1879. %ll 11 li™ lira i l m\n\nold English method of addressing people is the most common.\nIt is, perhaps, worth while to note that what many people\ncall Americanisms are really old English expressions which\nhave lingered in our colonies while they have been lost in\nour own country.\n\nSTATEMENT OF THE OWNERSHIP, MANAGEMENT, CIRCULATION,\nETC., REQUIRED BY THE ACT OF CONGRESS OF\nAUGUST 24, 1912,\nOf Bruno's Weekly published Weekly at New York, N. Y., for April\n1, 1916.\nState of New Jersey\nCounty of Essex—ss. , , -\nBefore me, a Notary Public, in and for the State and county afore-\nsaid, personally appeared Charles Edison, who, having been duly sworn\naccording to law, deposes and says that he is the - publisher of the\nBruno's Weekly and that the following is, to the best of his knowledge\n2nd belief, a true statement of the ownership, management (and if a\ndaily paper, the circulation), etc., of the aforesaid publication for the\ndate shown in the above caption, required by the Act of August 24, 1912>\nembodied in section 443, Postal Laws and Regulations, printed on the\nreverse of this form, to wit:\n1. That the names and addresses of the publisher, editor, managing\neditor, and business managers are: Publisher, Charles Edison, Llewellyn\nPark, W. Orange, N. J.: Editor, Guido Bruno, 58 Washington Square,\nNew York, N. Y.: Managing Editor, Guido Bruno, 58 Washington Square,\nNew York, N. Y.; Business Manager, Guido Bruno, 58 Washington\nSquare, New York, N. Y. * ,\n2. That the owners are: (Give names and addresses of individual\nowners, or, if a corporation, give its name and the names and addresses\nof stockholders owning or holding 1 per cent or more of the total\namount of stock.) Charles Edison, Llewellyn Park, West. Orange, N. J. ;\nGuido Bruno, 10 Fifth Ave., New York, N. Y.\n3. That the known bondholders, mortgagees, and other security\nholders owning or holding 1 per cent or more of total amount of bonds,\nmortgages, or other securities* are: (If there are none, so state.) None.\n4. That the two paragraphs next above, giving the names of the\nowners, stockholders, and security holders, if any, contain not only\nthe list of stockholders and security holders as they appear upon the\nbooks of the company but also, in cases where the stockholder or\nsecurity holder appears upon the books of the company as trustee\nor in any other fiduciary relation, the name of the person or corporation\nfor whom such trustee is acting, is given; also that the said two para-\ngraphs contain statements embracing affiant's full knowledge and belief\nas to the circumstances and conditions under which stockholders and\nsecurity holders who do not appear upon the books of the company\nas trustees, hold stock and securities in a capacity other than that\nof a bona fide owner; and this affiant has no reason to believe that\nany other person, association, or corporation has any interest direct or\nindirect in the said stock, bonds, or other securities than as so stated\nby him. . .\n5. That the average number of copies of each issue of this publication\nsold or distributed, through the mails or otherwise, to paid subscribers\nduring the six months preceding the date shown above is\n(This information is required from daily publications only.)\nSigned, CHARLES EDISON,\n% Publisher.\nSworn to and subscribed before me this 29th day of March, 1916.\nSigned, FREDERICK BACHMANN, Notary Public,\n(My commission expires July 2, 1917.)\n(Seal.)"}, {"page_pdf": 19, "page_imprimee": "[727]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.19", "texte": "RARE BOOKS FIRST EDITIONS\nKstm Illustrated Books. Early Printed Book*. AuoeUtloa Book%\nBooli for Christmas Gifts\nipurehutd ilnfly or la seta for people who hare neither time nor oppor-\ntunity to select fjt themselves, or for those who hare not am— to tk\nbest book marts. Why not begin collecting nowT\nAddress, E. V.112 Boston Transcript, Boston, Mass.\n1 BUY BOOKS\nSingle volumes, small lots, and libraries; autograph\nletters of known literary men and artiste, drawings,\npictures and engravings. Address\n\"COLLECTOR,\" Car* of Bruno's Weekly, 58 Washington Sq.\n-For Houses, Apartments or Rooms, See\nPEPE & BRO.\nREAL ESTATE AUD INSURANCE\n40 So. Washington Square\nTelephone 41*9 Spring Cor. of MacDougal Street\nBeing a book\nINWH I C H\nwe say just what we t'link. Published every month by Norman-Bel\nGeddes at 756 Second Avenue in Detroit, Michigan, it is a little\nhook uniquely illustrated. Write for sample copy.\nCHARLES KEELER\nIN RECITALS OF HIS OWN POEMS\nTHE VICTORY—Songs of Triumph. Price, one dollar\nELFIN SONGS OF SUNLAND. Third edition. G. P. Putnam's\nSons, New York & London. Price $1.50.\nSONGS OF A WANDERER. In manuscript\nTHE MIRROR OF MANHATTAN. In manuscript\nDANCE RYTHMS. In manuscript.\nMr. Keeler recites selections from all the above and his varied\nand unique programs are full of interest and inspiration both\nin the text and delivery.\nIn New York and vicinity until June. Now booking dates fot\nCalifornia Tour in June, July and August.\nFor terms and particulars and for copies of his books, address\nLAURENCE J. GOMME\nTito Little Bookshop Around the Corner\n2 East 29th Street Now York City"}, {"page_pdf": 20, "page_imprimee": "[728]", "url_page": "https://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/?a=d&d=bmtnaaq19160520-01.1.20", "texte": "READ BRUNO'S WEEKLY\nand if you think fifty-two issues\nare worth two dollars I will be\nglad to count you among my\nsubscribers\nGuido Bruno\nCharles Edison's Little Thimble Theatre, Situated\nAt No. 10 Fifth Avenue, Greenwich Village, N. Y. 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