The Southern herald., 1886-05-01
.4sv R0OM IL
MTHRARy WORK OF ALL KINDS.
Pamphlets. Speeches, PDetru,
tTiudte Correspondence Specially.

Union square sometimes projects
some Of its light into. this hallway and
shows that the tin signs represent the
presence on the premises of divers art
lists, musicians and many Of those pro-
fessionally unqualified persons who are
apt to become migratory on the recur-
renee Of rent days. It also shows a
number of doors opening on the pas
sages, and above each large number
on metal strip of large dimensions.
A reporter who read the alliteratiye in
ventory of the departments Of letters to
which the inmate of room IS devoted
himself was led to visit that apartment
1t was close and stuffy, but rather
bright For there was fame-colored
carpet in it and wall paper of tropic-
al warmth, not to speak of cherry
wood desk, with red baize top, and a
framed lithograph decidedly Turner
esque in its tints. D'a III n t.
1here was figure at the desk, and
the reporter almost backed out and
abandoned his investigation at sight of
It. For it was not the kind of literary
worker he calculated on finding. but a
tall person with the imperturbable face
Of an antique sculpture and profusion
OF very black-and very oily ringlets.
A woman, it was, and one who did not
seem strikingly adapted for the
pamphlet, speech and poetic business,
however well she might do at private
correspondence There was certain
silence and immobility about her that
suggested tombstone, and made her
seem just as reliable repository for a |
secret solar as her vOicing it was con-
cerned.
This statuesque female was not pre-
cisely the sort Of person one felt like
appealing to for information, and the
reporter feltsomswhatrelieved when.
on declaring that he was in quest Of
the "boss literary worker and head
panjandrum of the bureau" little
door he had not, noticed was opened
and gentleman was disclosed in a
sort q lighted closet struggling with
some manuscript. He was a middle
agedsgentleman in an alpaca coat,
with an oppressively solemn owl rest
ing its leaden bulk on his black scarf.
He mOtioned the reporter into his
den, and then the gentleman with the
emblem Of wisdom said, smilingly;
You Fould like to put something in
WritingF",
The reporter intimated that that was
lis mission. @s.sss srsrssrrr
Hum! Private in its characterp'' '
'sked he Of the owl.
Not at all. For general reading. 1 {
ame--"
'.Oh, | see. Advertisements" s
mo, I said the reporter. "My OBJ b
sct- H4Ks gI1 81 4
Little poem. porhapsP or speech, ehp 2
or meeting or something" /
''Not at all.n !
We'll, any information you NAV v
i've will be received in, confidence {,
nd lf.fs9lf sT9H1
"One moment, interrupted the re- s,
'rter.. There you hit it. Informa-
'np ButsIyenot come 10 give any. r
hats just lhat ! am here to get" n
Really, 'lsaid the literary worker, q
d bis eyelids arose several degrees. 8,
ray, what is itp'' sed sr
The reporter said a literary bureau T
this kind was something of which re
public knew little. and it yearned e
know Just what long-felt popular b,
mt it filed. b.
Oh I see" said the other. mo JJi
ret about H. that is, its workings q,
weyer silent we may be about the tn,
sOhnel Of our patrons.' sol
'Rg The bye, who are they gener. dif
Very ige4d0ntI} ladies. ny nsrls,. ~.
a t|ers 70 roosifa hon end learn thl