St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-04-27
TALK.

of him. You will infer, then, that he is a
man who assumes no disguise for any pur-
pose, and whose individuality is not much
swayed by conventional impulses-if conyen-
tionality may be said to have i'm
pulses-when its expectations refer rather to
matters of form than the tricksy thrills styled
impulse.
A dress suit would make MIN uncomfort-
able, and the sight of his thin, spare body in
a claw hammer coat, with the exaggeration
of flower in the lapel, and the neck finish
of white tie, would confuse his identity to
himself.
He does not belong to the leisure class who
have natural aptitudes for, and enjoy this
special habiting for special occasions. His
life is too earnest, too occupied for dilly-
dallying with clothes, and his uniform is in
keeping with his belief, which in this sense
is identical with Emerson's who devotes
much stGccatO eloquence in one of his books,
the conduct of Life,'' to the advantages of
the box coat as sigllifying freedom, ease, and
immunity from constraint.
If he ever gives Chester A. Arthur any seri-
GUS thought he probably regards him as a
man whose suits of clothes outnumber his
ideas He doubtless endorses Charles O'Con-
or's saying that Arthur makes most lady
like executive.
Some years ago man named DR.. Grey
nor invented substance which was to su-
percede oil as lubricator in all machinery,
with the extraordinary advantage that one
application of it was sufficient for an indef-
mite period. He called it metaline, and some
tests of 1t satisfied the skeptical that its
practicability was beyond doubt. But, alas,
for the uncertainties and vicissitudes of in
ventive genius. The doctor was landed in
states prison on what was asserted to be a
fabricated charge by interruptions and de-
signing persons anxious to possess them
selves of his secret or patent But he guard
ed it carefully and carried it to jail with him.
| never heard what the finale was but [ am
often minded by some indefinable associa-
ton Of ideas of the DOCTORS discovery when
I see my Subject feetly traversing the streets.
He always walks in an angle. The shoulder
is brought perceptibly forward, the body just
little turned sideways, and then he goes it
for all he is worth, which is saying a great
the synovial fluid moistening his joints must
be some everlasting metaline which will never
give out, never need renewing and the secret
of it is only known to his Maker. Else how
can you account for his exhaustless vim and
velocity.
He lives without the ordinary human
average of Sleep food, Che can't take time to
feed with nourishing relish) and ease. AS
for enjoyment and pleasure as the world
rates and seeks them, he is almost as uncon-
cerned as if he belonged to another planet.
To see him in the Opera house land no one
ever does, save few minutes at a time) is
curious bit of study to the interested observ-
er. He seats himself with deprecating ex
preston legible from head to foot
as if the whole exterior of him
read. II merely came with my family-de-
cency requires me, and affection impels me
to escort them. But for, and of myself
never should be here. The only positive
feeling have is wonderment at seeing you
all here, when l am just waiting for a conven-
lent interval to get away. You must excuse
me, if my abrupt departure looks unseemly,
but I've fingered too long already-Tll be in, "a
moment again at the death, or end, whatever
it is, because deeency and affection call me.
Yet plague on all your amusements.''
l recall it'll smile the triumphant look
on his face when he said of a Choral Concert:
''Here are my tickets" and you are more
than welcome to them. I am grateful that
no power on earth can compel ma attend
ance." In this respect he is like some other
eminent men, Walter Scott and the poet
Rogers. Chorley tells US that the name of
Beethoven used to make Rogers singularly
active and acrid in epithet, and that instru-
mental music, of any kind was ''those fid-
dlers." So great and bitter was his arrogance
that one night when Mrs Sartoris adelaide
Kemble) had been singing a canzonet by
Signor --, who had accompanied her,
Rogers crossed the room and stopped at the
piano forte. 'What was that you have been
singing?" asked he, in his low, clear voice.
IA song of Signor -,'' was the answer;
''giye me leave to introduce him to you.''
IT thought it was that man's!'' was the gra-
cious reply; "Hleres no tame IN it.''
The curious part of it was, that Rogers
persisted in attending concerts where the
highest order of music was given, and he is
described as sitting through fine programme
of Beethoven's Mass in G., and asking his
neighbor from moment to moment CHOW is
that good?-because [ don't knowln "Now
do you really understand that2''
My Subject would never be found doing
anything of the sort. He is too honest, and
IF
sionally he gives his sentiments from what
he calls the barbarian standpoint, and there
he generally rests his case 1t is safe way
What he cannot accept in the ultra hifalutin
curriculum, he puts in the baldest veracity,
without the least possibility of hair split
ting.
He is not man of many words, but when
he talks you can believe him. You can al
ways reach his sympathy in whatever is wor-
thy of his advocacy or support. He is re-
liable friend, and he has ''long memory
for his enemy. He is not demonstrative of
enmity, nor really resentful until he is driv-
en- to be, because he is naturally kind heart
ed.
No man is more patient with the short
comings of subordinates-no man less dis
posed to crowd or Cypress any one connected
with him. He has no air of mysterious great
ness which soaks into those around him,
making them hypocritically respectful and
unhappy in his presence. He is accessible
and approachable. If he had millions
doubt if he'd have the least initiation of head.
He has passed the dangerous stage of moder-
ate means without any discouraging symp-
toms, and I believe the greater figure
wouldn't fetch him-to foolishness.
And that reminds me of a symptom of the
worst imitation in town-one of the killingly