The Yellowstone journal. [volume] (Miles City, Mont.) 1893-1901, 1893-01-22

HOW a ,,rs Generated Eos, Nan';:"a :" So
cure u loan tram &. NJ. ueI'e".
MI. Chaun,ey II Deiew attends
the. dinners of all the various ma
tiouai societies Scotch. Lngiish.
Irish. Welsh. He always has an ap-
urorria,e story with which to gar
nish his speech. He related the foi
lowing experience at IL st. Patrick =
Day dinner some years ago.
walked out of the New York no
,e! and up Broadway today.
/ came opposite the Old London
street building a middle aged mar
acrosted me. He looked as II he had
zen better days. His clothes we're
very old fashioned and the top u
tom of his shiny coat LOT
both necktie and scartpln.
In n Celtic accent he said.
MIR. Depew. that building over
there is a travesty on the old streets
of London"
lis III" sad l. looking straight
ahead and qulckening my pace. lie
uuickened his pace. too, II he KEEP
nm with me. couldn't get away
from him =,
They tired to represent the ouid
London streets" he went on. anu
the places where sam johnson and
Oliver Goldsmith and Edmund Burke
and all them byeS used to splisa
their tonne. But they e away
off. know the streets ot Qua
don and I! know all about :lirm Dyes.
johnson and Goldsmith ara Burke.
Ali. that was Il great period III iiit
,sh history w!lin ihlni hNes iVe
You were rot NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
with them. +, sulin's@." eiti'! |. gi;ilc
; ing at his clothes.
, "Oh, no, but | knew 81 ABOUT
them. In that oula i';;ninn stree!
e they were represented a. being ali
: the tonne ~ the commercial part OF
the .,ty. Now that's all boSh
GOLDSMITH knew nothing about com
MERGE He could not even sell hls
own manuscripts. Sam johnson ha'
: to sell them for him. and then 81
didn't know what to do with tn
: money after he had got it."
u This Is st. Patlick's Day. ! re
marked.
! .Yls. know it is" said my com
paulou. ''Fingal and Ossian wrot
If about st. Patrick. say, Mr.. DepeW
:" Homer was no a Greek
le Wasn't hel" said |.
NO, sir. have looked that up.
You must be IN the literary lin
l. yourself" ! sad. ,,
II Oh. yes: ! am a poet. and, Ii q
70 say II myself, my poetry a bee
ii read on both sides OF the
n We had reached Fourth avenue b
:, this time, having walked up Broat
~ way to Eighth street, aud throug
!" Eighth street. stopped to wait IL
:" a Fourth avenue car. AMI turning
~ the. poet sad Well my friend. 10
in much is it, What is thls going
cost mel"
ist de .oose,, panied and said We
al | am sorry you look "a. the matter
I'd such a commercial spirit. But as
IA nave lren out of work about ty
he months, and there is no demand +
il poetry lust now. ! think about nj
we cents will do" =.
But this is st. Patricks, said !
Il remember that. but don't dr!i
;tb anything but coffee.
IA oh. well. If you don't drink an
thing but coffee twenty-five cen
vii! do. and there it is
handed him a quarter IL
IN in1nped On the car. and the last ! 81
mol of HIM be was standing in the sai
nay spot looking after the car n We
yer derIng
ind Two oi three days later. when
story had been published, the m
his Salled upon Mr.. Depew and borrow
I've dollars on the plea that his ac
liar ,:entai encounterwith the orator h
~ supplied the incident which saved
,,, Delew's speech. New York "oi
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