The San Francisco call., 1898-03-27
He Declares, q Never Said Anything Bad
 of Am erica"
The New York World Is Given a Sharp Gall Down" by
 the Novelist.
He Demands That the Head of the Paragrapher Be Sent
 to Him.

Anthony Hope Hawkins, who achiev- ed fame and fortune from his novel, the Prisoner of Zenda," has given the New York World sharp and quick ''calldown" for the malicious attack that it recently made upon him in at tributing to him splenetic sneers at the expense of the American people. Major Pond, who managed MT. Hopes tour in this country, and who now has Ma rion Crawford, the novelist, here, was in receipt of a recent letter from the famous author containing the editorial from the World and his denial of the same.
 The uncalled-for roast of MT. Hope under the caption of Anthony Hope Speaks His Mind'' is as follows:
 It's the same old story. Tony flaw kins-not an Eastcheap costermonger, but a London literary chap who calls himself Anthony Hope-has returned to England with his pockets full of Amer ican dollars and his mouth full of sple- netic sneers at the vulgar Yankees who furnished them. After a triumphal tour of these States, reading With doubt full elOcutiOn a chapter or two from one of his books and charging his audi tors as much therefor as ten books by better men than he, might be had for, the Cockney returns to the 'ome of the 'AWkinses and enlightenS all England upon the 'conceit' of the American peo- pie. It may be suggested that the per son who thinks that a little easily won literary notoriety has made the sight of him and the sound of his voice cheap at $1 50 and isn't wholly devoid of self esteem himself. Authors who are ar- flicted with modesty don't take to the authors readings method of making money. He who does so, proclaims that he holds himself we'll worth look ing at, for, as for the reading, a third rate elocutionist usually can do it bet ter.
 "It is pity the cabled reports of MT. Hawkins fluent expressions of opinion concerning the Americans he so re- gently exploited are but meager. But American experience is mature enough to supply the gaps. Anthony Hope was received with especial hospitality. Private houses and clubs were open to him everywhere. He had as royal a reception as though he were the Prince Rupert whose adventures he chroni- cles. Of course, under these circum- stances he would be particularly sa- tirical. Courtesy is the poorest way to win a Briton's good will. Snub him and perhaps he will be reasonably courteous himself.
 We regret, however, that the dis tinguished litterateur should have IOuHQ ludI AIIltI1Cdu WOIuGIl 1ldQ IIIdIy ways of expressing that they were frankly disappointed in their expecta- tions concerning his personality Probably h expected to have to enact the role of a St. Anthony throughout his tour"
 In denial of this unjust stab the nov elist writes Major Pond as follows:
 16 Buckingham Street, Strand, March 12, 1S9S.-Oh, My Dear Major: Isn't this sort of thing too bad? I've written to The Critic vigorously denying-look for my letter. l never said anything bad of America, but if they go on like this will-of these papers anyhow. You of all men best know. First, how good my thoughts were; secondly, how bad my temper is. Combine your information and then conjecture my state of mind upon this matter
 Enough! How are you and Mrs. Pond? :? And when are you coming over? Friends have begun to arrive here and there is promise Of more so that l look forward to the Opportunity of paying a little of my debts l am working intermittently and spending all day quietly here-a change from our old days together Clark was delighted when 1 gave him your mes sage-he has got a permanent place here and seems pleased with It. I never get well all the same. l saw Doyle a day or two ago-he speaks of you as well as l speak of you.
 Good luck and if you have your cavalry sword about you kill a paragrapher and send me his head per steamship Umbria Yours,
 ANTHONY HOPE HAWKINS