Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1879-07-12
ALAS! THAT INTERVIEW
Charles Davies Pays His Respecrs
10 Dan. RB. Lucas, Esq.
HARpnp's Frppv J,,,. :,

AAs -. Aucs1S, lISD.
HARrERs FERRY, July S, 1879.
correspondence of the Wheeling Regis
If found no fault with You for pub
lishlng In recent number of your pa
per private conversation with a repre-
sentative of the Register-or so much
OF private conversation as he chose TO
select-surely neither of the gentlemen
referred to in that conversation have
anything to complain Of Nothing dis
respectful was said of either of them
Judge lloge or Mr.. Lucas-nothing Of
tens:ve. No ''censure' was passed on
either OF them. 1t is true, on reading
the words attributed to me, / find that
one of them is perhaps praised, but not
certainly beyond his merits. Well what
then? Is this any reason why the
other should be angry? Praise of one
gentleman cannot surely be construed
into 'censure' of another, and never is
believe, save by the consciously gull
ty. Or, can it oe possible, that young
man who believes himself to be states
man, and aspires to seat in Congress,
is actuaIed by a feeling of jealousy that
would not be pardonable in school
girl! BE all this as it may, Mr.. Lucas,
with a want OF generosity that l do not
think | deserve at his hands, and was
not prepared for, but that | all afraid
must be described as being characters
tic in paragraph or So as carefully and
eplgrammalically CONSTRUCTED and ital-
cized as is if Miss Augusta Evans had
been the author,not only finds fault with
you, but speaks OF me in way that |
do not propose to silently endure.
MIR. Lucas first complaint is, that
you should have sought political infor-
nation from zone OF the slyest, but bit
terest and most mgrained radicals in
the district" Should people (who know
mc) be surprised at seeing such epithets
applied TO me 10y one, too, who knows
me) let them remember, as 10 doubt
they will if they know him, that suspi-
cions and charges OF 'slyness" and ''bit-
terncSS, like those vices themselves, are
as natural to Mr.. Lucas as poison is to
4 calabar bean. But all this is between
You and him. As for me, | hope and
believe that there is no slyness-no
bitterness IN me, while as to my politics,
| always vote for The intelligent, edu
Gated, high-minded man, in preference
TO the unworthy one, entirely irrespec-
tive Vi tie political party to which they
respectively belong-whenever the OPP
porlunity is offered me. | AM aware
that, while this think is a sufficient
answer to Mr.. Lucas, it places me out
side OF all political parties, an ostraciSm
that, believe me, occasions me not the
least uneasincss
Mr.. Lucas does not consider it to be
in bad taste 10 speak of me, in a wonld
be bellullng way, as being Jester, DC.
Now, what would he think of me if, re-
turning the compliment, | were to say
that he was foolish young man, who,
for years, had been filled with the in
sane idea that he was a pott-torgetting
/ that the poet is born, not made, aud
that a genial, kindly, generous nature
Is as necessary to good poetry as sun
Shine aud shower is to the harvest.
Mr.. Lucas proceeds to say that my
head is turned from the perpendicular
and that when follow my nose, | am
sure 10 run against a lamp post or other
obstruction. Unless he himself is the
lamp post, l confess that | am at as
great Il loss TO know what lie means by
this metaphorical display oLthG Kings
English us ever have been willie puz-
cling NY brain over his verses. Indeed,
| only mention the matter for the pur-
pose of observing that it would be well
tor most of us, II Providence would he
kind enc, to place some obstruction or
another in our way, whenever We medi-
tate transactions OF d diScrcdiable char
acler.
Being now dramatic poet, Mr.. Lu-
cas-iu proPri perSOHa-attcr the man
ncr Of The Prince OF Denmark, pronoun-
ces soliioquy on Poor Davies That
is-he is Hamlet, and Poor Davies
am the skull Of Yorricb. Now it has
ever been u question with the learned,
as to whether Hamlet was really crazy
or not 1t is certain, that if he was, he
ought to have been in a mad house,
while, if he was not, he ought to have
been in penitentiary. As Tor Yorrick
or to drop the metaphor-as for me,
whatever my politics, or whatever my
''calibre," | am happy to say, that
though very warm this afternoon, am
alive and well, and your obedicnt SER
want, CHARLES DAVIES.
FRANK LESLIE'S SUNDAY MAGA-
I ZINE FOR AUGUST. -PreScnts mani
fold attractions, and the powerful claims
ofthe periodical to extensive patronage
cannot possibly be gaiusaid. 1t is proha-
bly, the most pleasing magazine publish
ed, containing greater variety of choice
reading matter and more Illustrators
than amy of its contemporaries. Its liter
allure is pure and hcalthtul, imculcating
exalted sentiments; it is always viva
ciouS, and cditics and inStructS while it
cntertainS. The opening article is Il
deeply interesting one, by Prof. W.
Wells, on "Emigration to the Holy
Land: and Mr. Guernsey furnishes Il
second one on the Prosecutions, treating
of the 'CruSadeS against the Albi%cnseS
and WaldcnScS.' There is 4 charming
memorial sketch. with pOrarait, OF the
late Miss King of Georgia. y story enti-
tied - Lady Nasart's Ward,' by Edward
Carrot, is deeply interesting. There are
several short stories, some of them adap-
ted to children-they all have interesting
incidents ana instructive morals, and are
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