Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1870-07-07


Such, Mr.. Editor, was the sneering remark
made by an English Review, some years ago.
have been down on that publication ever
since.
I used to borrow 1t from friend, as regular
as the months rolled around; but after such a
mean insinuation, could not conscientiously
give it further support, and at once dropped 1t.
I was not little surprised, the other day, to
learn that the Review has appeared regularly,
ever since / discontinued borrowing it,
But these English editors have very limited
knowledge of American affairs, havn't theyp
I remember when, nearly decade since, I
went to London to ascertain why my article on
the "Idiosyncrasies of the Dead Sea Apes had
been rejected by an English magazine, and
drifting into conversation with the editor,
casually mentioned Bunker Hill Monument.
ALI Americans do casually mention it, by the
way.
"Ah," said the Britisher, "rve heard of Bum
ker Hill-in new Jersey, believer"
'Ow hignorant! But to lead him on replied
in the Affirmative
"And New Jersey is in Philadelphia? 2" he con-
tinued.
Correct" answered.
"And Philadelphia, understand is in Bos-
ton?n
"Right again." returned.
"And Boston is in Pennsylvania
This was too much--many too much. ceased
to wonder now that he had rejected my 1dios-
yncrasies of the Dead Sea Apes"
But to come back to the American novel.
Let me inform this sneering editor by whom it
is read.
It ia read by the Boy of the Period.
I saw him the other day, in a news depot He
asked youth behind the counter if he had any
late Dime Novels, when the following dialogue
ensued:
Newsboy, throwing down "Yaller Kiver"-
Here's "The Squatter Of Muddy Mountain; or,
the Bloody Trail of Fireinthepan."
Boy of the Period-I have read that.
N.-Well, here's Big-nosed Bill, the Butcher
Boy Of Bullock's Bend"
b. of the P.-Tve read that too.
N.-Heres "The Last Fight of Flying Frank
or, Ten Thousand Years in a Dungeon"
b. of The P.-And that I've read
N-Heres 1.-THE Lovers Of Lie; or, the Wo-
man of Four Hundred Husbands"
B. of The P.-O, I've read all them. Amt you
got any new ones?
M-well, here's e-.r,Four-Legged Eph !;
or, the Son of His GRANDMOTHER" you
read that?
B. ofdte P.-Yes, long ago.
N.-Well, have you read this p" The Square
Circle; or, the Phantom of Tomorrow.
B. of the P.-Yes I've got that at home.
M.-Here's "Murdered for Toothpick; or
Blood Will Tell got that
B. The P.-Yes.
The newsboy continues to place before the B.
of the P. novel after novel, calling off their
blood-curdling, alliterative, and other titles; ;
but he had deyoured them all. At last he
throws out one with the remark
"Here's one-No. 446, the last one out. Guess
you hayn't read this It's called 'Knock-Kneed
Nathan; or, Swimming in Gore have you
read It'll?
B. of the p, flirting the leaves with his
thumb, while his eyes sparkle like Cape May
Diamonds, :" No, I havn't read this,-guess it's
bully got good name, amt it? I've got all
these novels, now. from No. I to 44s," and he
pays his dime, pockets the book, and goes on his
way rejoicing. .,~
Now, Mr.. Editor, you see Who Reads an
American Novel; and 1 want you to send
marked copy of your paper to that Reyiew-you
know which one-so that the conductor can see
the answer to his conundrum.
Yours, B. DADD.