The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-08-29

and today his mind is as bright and his
step is as quick as that of a boy. His
fair complexion. is rosy; he has but
few wrinkles, and his only sign of. old
age is in the silver strands of his beard
and hair. More than this, his soul is
as young as his body. fie still likes
a good joke and can tell a good story
He can feel the beauties Of a lyric
poem as deeply as young man in love,
and can at the; same time appreciate
the sublimity of the epics which he
publishes every Sunday in his column
of Poems Worth Reading"
DANA'S HABITS AND HOME
Mr.. Dana dresses like a young man
He is, I judge, fond Of good clothes.
The creases in hiss pantaloons are well
marked, and his silk hat is of the latest
style. The necktie he wore when I
met him today was as red as the comb
of one Of his Plymouth Rock ROSTERS,
and the cane which he picked up as
we left the Office I could see was car
riederather as a habit than as means
of support Mr.. Dana has a young
appetite. He eats we'll and drinks
well. His chief meal is his dinner, and
his cook antold, is a famous French
chef. He enjoys his vacations like
young man. He works only while at
the office, spending his leisure at his
country home on Long Island, He has
there one of the finest collection of
trees and shrubs in the world; He has
green houses in which tropical plants
are seen at their best all the year
round and mushroom cellars in tunnels
where mushrooms can be gathered
from October to May. 1t is on his
farm that he spends his mornings and
evenings, and here every Sunday he
takes a day off and amuses himself
with his trees and his grandchildren.
He spends only about six hours of each
day at the office coming there at II
a. M. and leaving at 4. His work on
the Sun is largely made up of editing
and suggesting. He keeps his eyes on
every department of the paper and
reads most of the proof.
A CHAT WITH MR.. DANA.
1t was at the close of his work that
I called by appointment at the office
of the Sun, and moment later 1 was
in the sanctum of the editor-in-chief.
This was a little room not bigger than
an ordinary hall bed room, with a
window looking out on City Hall
square. Mr.. Dana sat in front of the
window at a fiat-topped walnut desk,
with a pile Of proofs before him. He
laid down his blue pencil as I entered
and gave me seat. My first question
was as to the secret of his vitality.
asked him how he managed to keep so
young. 5fttI
at don't manage it, was the reply.
az have, you know, a good constitution,
and my ancestors have generally lived
! to a good old age. I suppose my youth
is somewhat due to inheritance though
it may be that hard work has some
thing to do with it, for I put in about
six hours every day. sleep at least
eight hours every night, and I am care
full not to eat too much
But, Mr.. Dana, looking young and
| feeling young are different things. I
wonder if you enjoy life as much now
as when you were young?"
ct know I do in some respects" re-
piled Mr. Dana. Il can appreciate
some things more now than I used to.
| But 1 thought you wanted an inter
view. Are you interviewing me now?"
yes" said 1. There are many young
men who would like to be able to do at
seventy-six what you are doing now.
| They would like to know how to live
and I can tell you that I would give a
good deal to learn how I could live
| thirty-five years longer and feel as
we'll as you do when I got to that
| point"
"Well," replied Mr.. Dana, 'T really
| think I get as much fun out of life as
1 ever did. have more pleasure from
books and more from the learning Of
new things. My enjoyment from chill
dren has steadily increased. They are
the most genuine things Of the world,
| and the pleasure of association with
them is real pleasure. I have now
| thirteen grandchildren
AMBITION TO BE A PARSON.
Suppose yous.ha to start over
again, Mr.. Dana9 would you select the
newspaper for your life work?"
81 don't know was the reply. my
| first ambition was to be a parson or q