The Arkansaw traveler., 1888-11-10
PECK'S REMARKS.
Peck's Sun.

Peck's Sun.
The friends of John L. Sullivan have
trif1ed with the feelings of the public
by conveying the idea that the giant
was on his death bed, when the facts
seem to be that he was only recovering
from big drunk. Many deserving
men have been led to make remar ke
about Sullivan, on the supposition
that he was rendered harmless by q
fatal disease, and now that they are
on record, and the remarks cannot be
taken back, it transpires that Sullivan
is as well as ever, is preparing for the
biggest fight of his life, and that he
has been engaged as editor of New
York sporting paper. In regard to
the prize fights Mr.. Sullivan may en-
gage in, have nothing to say, except
to report the fact if he is whipped,
but in his position as brother editor, a
little advice may not be out of place.
Brother Sullivan must not expect that
as soon as he takes possession of the
editorial chair, he can be on familiar
terms with the great journalists of
New York. He should endure GER
tain probation before he can meet Mr..
Dana and Mr.. Whitelaw Reid on an
even footing. His success in the prize
ring, of course, gives HIM certain
standing in one kind of society, but
before he can enter the sacred portals
of the society of authors and journal
lists, and men of letters, he must write
something that will command atten-
ton, or manage successfully a great
Journal. 1t will be perfectly natural
for Brother Sullivan to get ink on his
fingers, or put pencil behind his ear,
and block of paper in his pocket,
and imagine that he is one of US, and it
would not be strange to see him make
call at the editorial ssnctum of the
New York Sun, slap its great editor
on the shoulder, and say, "How are
you, Charley2" That would be a
breach of etiquette and of journalistic
courtesy that would injure Brother
Sullivan in the eyes of true journal
lists. After Brother Sullivan has put
in a forenoon in the editorial sanctum,
he will naturally go out to lunch, and
If he meets Whitelaw Reid on Park
Row, it is dollars to doughnuts that
he will act familiar, and tapgle his
great fingers in the long ringlets of
the Tribune editor, and say, "Hello,
old slim-jim. Where do you chumps
go to lunch2" Mr.. Reid is not
strong man, and such an encounter
would cause him to faint away.
Brother Sullivan must be careful
about forcing himself upon his brother
editors, but rather wait tor them to
make the advances. Nothing could be
more out of place than for Brother
Sullivan to accost Mr. Pulitzer, of the
World, in ribald manner, take him
by the arm and pull him up to the
bar to take drink, and make sarcas-
tic allusion to the ample and WELD dis
tributed nose of the great editor. Mr..
Pulitzer is not sanguinary or blood
thirsty man, and he had rather run
than fight, and the appearance OF such
man as Brother Sullivan would
make him tired. Brother Sullivan
ought to retire from the prize ring, if
he Is going to become an editor, as it
would be a give-away on the profes.
sion for him to appear at his sanctum
with black eye, and generally used
up from fight. OF course there are
times when an editor must fight or
run, and the entrance of Brother Sui
livan into the journalistic arena will
be apt to do good, in making it un-
fashionable TO attack editors. If Sui
livan has mind to do so, he can be
at once the friend and protector of all
editors, by offering to fight their bat
ties, and his name can be made tower
of strength to weak scribblers. There
are many things about q newspaper
office that Brother Sullivan can do
better than any man. In the matter
of delinquent subscribers, for instance,
he could more than pay for his keep
ing. No delinquent subscriber would
allow Brother Sullivan to call twice
for subscription bill, for if the man
did not pay the bill the first time, his
heirs and assigns would pay it. He
would be good canvasser for SUBJ
scriptions, and when it come to taking
butter, eggs, cord wood and wooden
socks on subscriptions, he would use.|
rare Judgment in the selection of such
goods. 1t is safe to say that when
Brother Sullivan's name comes up for
membership in the Lotus club, which
Is composed largely of newspaper
men, there will be no blackballs cast
against him, for he would not stand
any such slight. Brother Sullivan
may not be able to write his name,
and for this reason some may imagine
he cannot be an editor, but he can die
tate to shorthand writer, and how
he can dictate. 1t is not improbable
that Editor Sullivan will be invited
to address the Wisconsin Editorial
association next year, as Mr.. Dana was