The Evening dispatch. [volume] (Provo, City, Utah) 1891-1895, 1894-11-09
ANTICIPATING FAME.
eEsANT's PATHETIC sToPY F"PAUI
TIE WANOERER."

table Style.
/ knew him for several years before
bis death. When 1 first made his ae
guaintance, he was already an old man.
He was also, as was evident from the
drst, a very poor man. He went about
Ehabbily dressed He carried biscuits
In his pocket to the reading room on
which he lunched or took snacks at in
tervals during the day. Perhaps he had
dinner afterward, but always suspect
ed his dinner to be an uncertain and a
movable feast 1t was understood that
he was something in the literary way.
I got to know him by sitting next to
him day after day. We exchanged the
amenities of the reading room, apollo
gized for crowding each other with
books, abused the takers, remarked on
the impudence of those who go to the
room in order to fiirt and so forth.
When / got to know hiEl BETTER /
made little discoveries about him, as,
for instance, that be liked glass of
beer in the middle of the day and that
ne COu1O hOU etAOio s4O bNOpSnCS. Lldy
say, not boastfully, that | was able to
offer him this little luxury. We used
TO go out together for the purpose. He
was good enough to take an interest in
my work. He proved to have a consider
able knowledge of books and gave me
considerable help in this way.
One Sunday met him in the street
We stopped to speak. He lamented the
closing Of the museum on Sunday. For
his own part, he said, be would have
the reading room open every day in the
week Why close the avenues of knowl-
edge? Why damn the fountains and
springs of wisdom? So we walked and
talked He was perfectly dignifed in
his manner, though his great coat was
60 thin and shabby that enc might be
ashamed to be seen with him. He stop
ped presently at the door of house in
High street, Holborn.
al lodge here" he said. "Will you
come up stairs and see my HERMITAGE"
RENE yer that he called it grandly
his herm ge He led the way; the
stairs were cark and dirty; he took me
to the fifth, or fifty fifth, floor. He liv-
Cd in the bac-- attic.
This, said, sis the cell of the
rea.use. Iliva here quite retired. There
are other los7rs, believe, but l do
not know t,,am l live here with my
library in IMPLICITLY. The air is whole
some at Tia hele Il,
He threw open g window and sniff
ed the Fragrance OF the neighboring
chimneys. The loom was clean; the
furniture w: sJ@ntv; there was no fire
In the CRATE; ~ a shelf were about rs
bool;s-his liyra7y The man looked per-
fectly contenteI with his hermitage
There were no papers on the table,
nothing to snow that he was writer.
do not know how he lived-certain-
ly he did no work at the museum-but
he never borrowed. In one corner stood
a wooden chest. He lifted the lid and
nodded and laughed
"Ahal" he said, ''now I am going to
reveal a secret. You didn't know, no
body at the museum knows, the people
in the house don't know, that l am
what dc you think?-a poet. 1t is 80
years since I paid for the publication
of my collected poetical works. Yes,
sir, and 1 am going not only to commu-
nicate this secret to your honor-in safe
keeping-but to present you with a
copy. There, my young friendl" He pro-
duced a thin volume. II am Paul the
Wanderer. % In fact, the title page bore
the legend, COLLECTED Poetical Work
Of Paul the Wanderer. +"
Thirty years, - he repeated. "There
we're 800 copies. The press received so,
the public bought four; there remained
446. have now given you one. There
now remain 445. / have bequeathed
these to the public libraries of the ma
ton. Sir, you are young You will
yourself perhaps publish your poems.
Remember for your comfort that 1t
takes 80 years, or two generations,
for the noblest poets to take their
proper place. Greatness-true, stable,
solid greatness, not the empty applause
given to an ephemeral favorite-re.
quires 80 years at least Go, sirl Take
the book have given you, and in after
years, when I am gone, tell the world
that you knew-Paul the Wandererp
/ wrung his hand il silence and left
him. More than so years have passed
since he published that work. No one
has yet spoken to me of Paul the Wan.
derer But L now understood his digni
ty, his self respect and his content. He
was anticipating and enjoying his fu
ture fame He was living for posterity
Present poverty and neglect were moth
ing. Walter Besant in London Queen,
eaASShOPPERS DESTROYING CROPS
swarns In Western New York Ravaginl
the Potato, Dat and Corn Fields.
Grasshoppers are proving a great pes
and source of annoyance and loss t,
farmers in western New York. Report
continue to come from nearly all coun
ties of damage being done the crops b,
them. In the eastern part of Livingston
county they are very numerous. Las
year they visited that section about tw
weeks later than this, but there wer
not so many as there are this year
They are now doing great damage {
potatoes, carrots, corn and all CROWN
crops.
Gonoena and WYOMING COMMITTEES ais