Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1890-06-18

for whom Nlsscher had done a great
favor, as he is mighty apt to do for most
anybody, once gave him a pointer by
which he was able to make several thou
sand dollars. Mr. Visscher had long de-
sired to astonish southern California
with meritorious drama and thorough
team or two. and getting some nice new
scenery painted he started due south
from San Francisco as the crow flies. In
seeking to elevate the stage of southern
California. however, the pry seemed to
slip out and catch the enterprising ele-
vator by the fingers. SO, gradually he
sold one diamond stud after another,
and instead of driving them tandem he
drove them single, and finally had moth
ing left but his other team.
First he sold his scenery,
Then his thunder and lightning machinery
And So finally, as autumn stole down
from her great laboratory and paint
shop and began 10 decorate the woods
with her beautiful dyes, Mr. Visschers
leading man secured job in barber
shop, his leading lady began to wait on
the table at the HEM house, in southern
California; the low comedian got a Job
''off bearing in a brick yard, and Mr..
Visscher thoughtfully felt his way back
to San Francisco rs phrenologist.
He is now rapidly becoming very
wealthy as one of the principal owners
of Fairhaven, a beautiful and booming
town on the coast, where they blow ont a
dozen or so pine trees today and to-
morrow there Is an opera house on the
ground.
Everybody who knows anything about
western life, and even those who do not,
have admired and praised the spirited
pictures of the plains by Frederick Rem
ington. Naturally you would expect to
| find the talented artist n man about 20
years of age, but he is apparently under
30, with a round. jolly face and a gen
eral boyish look. He is the first cowboy
and bronco and Texas steer artist who
has put vitality into those wild denizens
of the plains and eliminated that paste
board. Noah's ark style of animal which.
as Emerson used to so tersely put it.
tends toward giving one pain. Rem
ington lives at New Rochelle, where the
Rochelle salts are made, and regards
himself as one of the Rochelle salts of
the earth, no doubt For brain fag he
comes down to New York and fishes off
the dock
Walter Hoboken McDougall, who has
earned world wide reputation by draw
ing IA terse but grossly libelous carica-
ture of the writer, is u slight blonde with
white flannel suit. He has the air of a
man about town. and though openly
abusing the English toady he frequent
ly rolls mp his flannel panties mt the bot
tom as he reads the London weather re-
ports. He dresses very beautifully and
may be seen tripping gayly to his work
at half-past six in the morning, trudging
up to The World Office with an Armful of
choice sketches and a bright new dinner
pail containing homemade bread and
molasses, doughnuts with apertures in
them and small flask of milk He at
tributes much of his success to his wise
choice of good subjects for illustration,
industry, patience and the use of fine cut
tobacco as n gentle tonic.
Frederick Burlingame Upper, the brill
liant and versatile artist of Puck, is a
young man, and also small blonde, who
parts his pleasant hair in the middle
and pokes fun at people in profitable
manner. He also writes funny letter
when he tries. On pleasant day, when
the toll of the morning is over, one may
occasionally meet the evangelical Bun
ner, Opper and Taylor at drug store up
near Houston and Broadway, where
they are drinking favored wind and
conversing freely with the tradespeople
who pass in and out, giving them pleas
ant nod of recognition ever and anon.
Kemble, who makes the characteristic
jays and cOons of The Century, is
young and good looking, with dark
mustache and bright Pan-American
look of keen observation and the air of
one who isn't going to let any point get
away.
De Grimm is older and more distingue,
with slight mustache and n quick,
nervous way. He makes very clear,
good portrait and works very rapidly.
But didn't intend to dwell so long on
the artists
When / first came to New York a
friend of mine who is in the furniture
business asked me if | had ever met
Bob Ingersoll. / said had not, though
had read quite a number of his pieces
in the paper, from which | had gath
cred that he was a little bit inclined to
liberality in religious matters and quite
an iconoclast in regards to q self-sup-
porting hell.
had never heard him lecture or even
seen him in my life, so was anxious to
see him and hear him talk. NV friend
said he would take pleasure in intro
ducing me some time, for Bob would
like real well to see me also, as he had
SO expressed himself.
SO one day, on a street car, my friend
rose up suddenly and said, 'There he is
now, and he is going to get aboardr'
Sure enough the man got ON our car, and
it was but the work of a moment to in
trOduce us to each other We rode from
away up on Madison avenue to near Ca
nal street, where he got off, and we
talked freely on various matters during
that time. l asked him il he had seen
any reason to change or modify his re-
hgious views during the past year or so,
and he said he certainly had not. He
was still, he hoped, a consistent Presby-
terrain and living up to the best of his
lights. inquired if he still retained his
belief as to the impracticability of main
tanning paying system of international
and eternal punishment. He said he had
never had any fears or doubts concern
ing the profitable and permanent exist
ence of such an institution, and saw no
reason for changing his belief regard
ing it.
He was rather crisp and tart in his re-
plies, thought, and so / apologized for