The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-07-31
THE LITERARY OUTLOOK.
MR. KIPLING AS THE PROOFREAD-
ER FINDS HIM.

ER FINDS HIM.
Return of Correspondents and Art
lists From the War - Frederic
RemingtOn-A Talk With stephen
Crane-HamIin Garland's Hard
Trail Into the K1Ondike-RemOV-
ing to England to Write Novels OF
American Life-VariOus Notes.
New York, July S0.-The surrender of
Santiago worked a temporary release for
a number of war correspondents and ar
tists and they came home TO catch a few
breaths of good air and get few luxur-
ious meals. Some of them did not come
back in very good condition; Frederic
Remington of the Harpers' staff, for one.
My information is that, at this writing,
Mr.. Remington lies seriously i'll of a fever
contracted at the front. He is at his home
at New Rochelle, one of the pleasantest
of the suburban towns, round on Long
Island sound. Here, in his vigor, Mr.
Remington divides the honor of most
notable citizen about evenly with his
friend and neighbor, the comedian,
Francis Wilson. The first thing the de-
voted townsman tells you, when you pay
a visit to New Rochelle, is, This Is
where Francis Wilson and Frederic Rem
ington live" and If you show the least
interest-as most of us do who value the
artistic endowment he will take you
to see their houses. Neither Wilson nor
Remington, however, is permitted. | fan
cy. to do more than make a fairly decent
visit each year at home. The calling of
each compels him TO long journeys and
many months of absence. Remington Is
now about 81 years of age; and for the
life of Indians and soldiers whether in
pictures or in narrative, he long ago be-
came the only man; no other IS TO be
named beside him.
Among the correspondents whom the
surrender at Santiago set free for the
moment was the novelist, Stephen Crane
He had been down representing the New
York World. He gave himself only the
brefest vacation here and then set OIL
(again for the World to Porto Rlco. L
had several talks with him while ne was
here and he told no end of interesting
things had had not got into his publish
ed letters. l asked him what KIND OF HE
the correspondents had OF it at Santiago,
and his answer was: 90, you had one
suit of clothes and one pair OF boots,
and sometimes you didn't have them OIL
once in a week You sweated and you
got rained on; but that made no differ
ence: YOU still wore, asleep and awake,
the one pair of boots and the one suit of
clothes, and you got dry as best you
could And then you had the fever, OF
course-a sort of malarial fever-and how
YOU were shvering and now you were
burning up, and sometimes 1t was so pad
that YOU could scarcely sit on your
horse. But and he finished with a
shrug that seemed TO mean that after
all. the thing wasn't so bad; you could
live through tiff you had good luck
Mr.. Crane might make new open
boat story of his experience coming
home He came on the hospital snip
City of Washington, and, through the
earlier part of the voyage, was fenced OH
in one corner of the open deck, being I'M
| der sort of quarantine as yellow rev
! err patient The fever part of the disabil-
| ity was not without a certain Justlilca-
! ton in fact, but the color OF the teVeI
was somewhat overstrained-in order as
I gathered, to facilitate Mr.. Cranes get
ting away from Santiago. Later he
! achieved the protection of stateroom
but his comfort was not much increased
| for he had as his nearest neighbor loud
| voiced. musclar colored soldier, who had
been driven crazy, and was on me verge
of violence all the time, on account OF a
wound.
Crane was with the Rough Riders when
they were surprised by the Spaniards and
suffered so heavy a loss, and he was one
of the first to reach Edward Marshall
the correspondent of the New York Journ-
al. who was wounded in the first land
fight. and helped to carry him from the
field. He says that the surprise to the
Rough Riders was complete, but they met
It with courage that could not be sur
passed.
1t has been objected to George Moore
new novel, Evelyn Innes,' that in 1t he
follows too devotedly the manner of Bal
FAC. There is not much in the objection,
perhaps, but undoubtedly, Mr.. Moore does
in some measure hold Balzac for his mas
ter He has, it seems, even adopted some
thing of Balzac's way Of producing
copy" He writes his novel out first as
a short story, and then expands 1t. This
was precisely Balzac's method; only Bal
FAC did what, 1 presume, in this day OF
typographical unions and printers conve-
nience would be permitted 10 no author,