The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1880-05-07
I'm N L,terNry Society.

There are many people who read liz
tie, talk a great deal, and think scarcely
at all, and yet imagine themselves to bt
literary, and entertain an ardent longing
to get into a literary set. After anxious
and weary STRUGGLES they obtain the 40
qtiaintunce Of an intellectual hon4lunter,
and by dint Of perseverance ilidhce this
being to invite them to meet some liter
ary people. We will imagine a would
be member of such a clique going to q
dinner party Of this descriptioh. TIE
congfatalates himself that the golden
gates are at last about to open to him,
and he feels that, after all, patienee and
dogged perseverance, are always rewarded
in the end.o y G'.'l ralg.ti 'sf. -5t !
b. He is shout to find himself among
congenial spirits, and his own true
worth is going to be for the first time app
preeiated. Instead of feeding that he is
going among strangers, he rather seems
to be returning to his own brethren and
his fathers house. On entering the
dfaming-room, thesfst thing that strikes
him is the ugliness of most Of his fellow.
guests. His genial hest takes him by the
arm, and confidentially tells him "who's
who" As each celebrity is pointed out
to him, he feels as if "a star had fallen
from his little heaven, sd Disappointing
are the heshlv appearances of these great
writers in comparison with the ideals
which he had previously formed Of
them.. . .ua
He is sent in to dinner with the daugh-
ter Of a servant. He tries to say some
something clever on the staircase, and
tells an amusing literary anecdote as
soon as he is seated at the dinner-table,
but Eyes" "no" and really" seem to
constitute the entire vocabulary Of his
companion. As lie can not succeed in
interesting the fair creature, he tries his
other neighbor. This is a lady with a
long skinny neck, whose dress resembles
fimsy yellow sack. He talks books
and magazines to her for few minutes,
and receives little cold encouragement.
She then smiles for the first time and
quietly says:
"You seem to have read great deal
Of rubbish" After tlIis he relapses
into silence for time, and has leisure to
observe the literati devuuring their food.
There is a famous poet at The opposite
end OF the table, but all that he can see
Of him is that he is fat, and has d long
gray beard. There is a d-whiskered
man and there is red-nosed man, and
he knows that one Of them is a writer
and politician Of high reputation; but
he could not quite, make out from his
hosts description before dinner whether
the nose or the whiskers belonged TO the
genius. Immediately opposite to him
| sits we'll known writer of articles in
the magazine, whom, his host told him,
he ought to know.
This gentleman is apparently clergy
man, and Dies not lock very clean. He
never has the opportunity of getting a
single word with him during the evening.
A famous novelist is in full view. Her
books are intellectual, with strong flavor
of the romantic. There is a spirit in
them that yearns for the days to come
when modern science shall have torr
away they yeis OF prejudice and super.
stition and the new gospel shall be fear
lessly preached. She wears a false front
andseems uninterestea in anything except
her dinner. Near her sits the'writer o.
some amusing but naughty novels. She
has a stern face and looks like severe
goVefness.d sIo.u Yo,e.. VI, &, aa4a4} .f.a.