The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1869-08-28

little time ago to the marriage Of one
of his daughters, whose beauty had
become notorious. She was a. hand
some as he is ugly. r.-.t f.-e asns /
EDMUND YIRKH. f..,..s !,
| Who has forgotten Mr., Gilmore's
mission, in com amy with AIR.. Jaquee
to JEFF. Davis? They won't to see
peace, and got instead good news-
paper and magazine sensation for
themselves. Gilmore, or Edmund
Kirke, shot up like rocket in the
literary world for a year or two, but
Of late, his career has. been. clouded|
and sad. As the. old editor of the
Continental, MS the author OF ."AmongI
the Pines" and other books, as the ed
itor OF the .Norsltern Light, he acquired
a widespread, fame. During the war,
he lived in fine brick. no fsg IN wv
York, and knew no drawbacks till the
riots. Then his house and life were
threatened. and he picked up and re-
moved to Boston. Here began his
troubles. First literary failures finan-
cially and then dome ,es rof HigI
home was broken up, and without
wife or children he returned to New
York. Al servant girl sued him for al
nameless offence, hislwife was seeking
a divorce, and oil the world wns against
him. He, was driven to despair and
took To drinking. He is certainly not
n drunkard or broken down, but he
plods about for his living among the
Life Insurance Companies, and lives
in small quarters at the Belmont
House in Fulton street. And yet
there are few more genial men than
this same Edmund Kirke" And few
men have dashed aside brilliant Gu
reer so quickly. asse i Iis
=. ''XorHrse 10 WEAR" 4H
There il one poet in New York who
is wise. careful, practical. temperate
man. We mean William Allen But
Ter, the poet of Nothing to Wear
and OF 1.-TWO Millions" Mr.. Butler
who is lawyer and nm elegant gentle
man, wrote these two poems for him
self and made national fame. Then
he stopped. We do not believe that
all the men or half the money in New
York could tempt him to write anoth-
er poem. He practices. law in lead
i ing firm, and is constantly beset with
applications for his writings. But TO
all offers and invitations, he SAYS 'fNow
| We know of no other instance III all
Eliterary history. Probably there is no
other American poet who has q better
reputation (; but having made his sue
cess, he will not run any risks with it.
His abundant means removes him
from the ordinary incentive 10 poetiz-
ing. Harney, Butler i Parsons is the
Law firm with which he is connected.
THE srARRowaass PAPERS
L. Fred. cozzens, tho ever-to-be-re-
!membered writer OF the Sparrow
grass Papers" that first appeared in
Putnam's Monfhly, Is wine merchant
in Chambers street, New York. He
has never written save for pleasure.
AS one sees him darling about in his
warehouse, with business-like air, he
would hardly, suspect that the busy
merchant could ever descend to such
literary triiles. But Fred. Cozzens
enjoys them. He knows oil the liter
;ary men. He is always at the Century
Club, for he likes pictures and good
fellows. Seldom does he write any
thing nowadays, and never for money.
he Is middle aged man, handsome
and brilliant, rich and jolly. His
friends are legion, and he will always
drop business to chat with an author
or editor. But for. that business OF
1 his, the world would be favored with
frequent contributions from his pen.
"oRPHEus c. KERR"
Rober; Ncwall is a sad-looking, If q
very funny writing individual He is
a young man, lives in Jersey City, ed
/ It's the New York MTcurg, and wites
a great deal that the world admires
but of the authorship of which il
knows nothing. His "0rpheus G..
Kerr" papers on the war made his
fame and success. We count these
J. papers the wittiest writings that have
Eappeared in. this. country. But the
i brilliant writer mnde sad matrimoni-
al alliance with Adah Isaac Menkin,
!, and this has tinged bis life with sad
ness, and has blighted,s we believe,
some of his aspirations He is very
!. lreined and sensitive, Iand has rare so
cial qualities, There is no writer in
the land could make better name
than Eewall. We wish he might write
Ennother book--one that would once
lagnin make him prominent before the
public. But he has got into the dire.
[ful newspaper treadmill, out of which
/, lit is almost impossible for one to rise
, to higher literary work. m gsae
es9A sgsblt'wnIIE WINTER" "a se
It was William Winter who edited
y 50 ,affectionately md SO gracefully the
! poems of George Arnold. Winter il
the dramatic critic of the New Yorl
q Tribune His wife an actress-th
3 Miss Winter who took Miss McVicker'
sipart at Booths theater, q few night
I, ago. Would you know who write
the prettiest handwriting and tn
\ lsweetest verse in all the land, and VIII
: carries the most of his heart in hi
countenance? It is the poet and in
8 slimitable critic, Willie Winter. He
? very small of figure and has writtel
'rlaA over him the sfineness of his nature
s We know Of no one who has seen NOR
h1 of the sadness or written more of til
n brightness Of life. So modest, no on
Q would ever know him if it depende
q on, himself and SO gentle, we wonde
r that even a cloud is ever drifted acros
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