The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1902-12-30
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Five children have been born to them
the Oldest Dora, is eleven and has all
the beauty of her mother, and the young
est is Just beginning to toddle. There
is one boy, four years old, who bears the
name of his father ''Ohiyesa". which
means The Successful One For him
the book Indian Boyhood' was written
though it Will be some years yet before
he will be able to understand how Won !
derfuf a life his father has lived.
The fact that Elaine Goodale's first
book Of verse sold some 10, 900 copies in
less than two years, a most remarkable
record, led her friends to believe that
she made a great mistake in devoting
her life to the Indians. Many of these |
solicitous people became alarmed for
Miss Goodale's safety when she was chos-
en- for supervisory work among the Da-
kota Indions. Later thy told the story
Of her that she had all at once dropped
out of hight, had turned TO the life of the
Indian and was living a strange life in
the tepees of the Sioux, dressed like
them and eating the same food. In a
tepee, SO the story went, she met ner
future husband, but this was only one OF
lAN LIS ACCOUNTS VI Il i IItlI.
A view Of her now is given by a friend
who recently visited her.
q found Mrs. Eastman sitting in a cosy
parlor in front of an open fireplace. She
is a woman noticeable anywhere for her
beauty of face and form. In her arms
she held a baby, her own, but the child
had not inherited any of the attractive
ness Of the mother. 1t was a veritable
old sCuaw IN miniature. It was a queer
sight, this beautiful woman holding the
homely pappoose, with its glittering eyes,
every move and every expression marking
it as an Indian. It seemed a changeling
from the tepees, but the mother crooned
to it as mothers always nave done and
the mother love was not dimmed.
The loss of a career in letters is moth
ing to the gain of a life of such devotion
IS this.
The other day Mr.. Henry Harland walk
cd into the office of a New York publish
CT whom he had known years before and
exclaimed:
My word, but this is tremendous. DO
you mean to tell me this is all YOUR bust
ness and all these your people? ''Why,''
he went on, 1.-The last time [ was in
your office, [ remember you had one room
and two or three clerks and then the
contrast Of the situation seemed to set
the author speechless. Mr.. Harland hac
been away from this publishers office for
a dozen years and hod come back to find
him one Of the. leading men in the bust
ness. "
When the young writer lived in this
country, the same publisher had: been
one of his first customers AS Sydney
Luska, Mr.. Harland wrote "a. number Of
1or,, oyoo11Or+ " O o,;o o rf 4lo &Jov-o JI;-
fathers house overlooked the best resi-
dences of the Jewish quarter in Beckham
Place in. New York City, and the young
man. .spent much of his time in the
I association. of his ~neighbors. 1t was said
X at enc time that Mr.. Har1and owed much
Of his excellent stories to the fact that
4 he was in love with a beautiful Jewess
Of the quarter.
OF late years he has lived so much
in England that few recognize him as
a native New Yorker.
In his last volume of Observations, Mr..
Dooley make a few pertinent remarks
about authors and publishers.
They say that man first begun Writin'
whin he had to hammer out his novels
ard PONIES on a piece iv rock, and tn
hammer had been tn imblim iv lithra-
choor liver since. Thin he painted it on
skins, hince tn publishers; thin he play
cd it an danced it an croshayed it till
t was discovered that ink an paper Wud
DrOjOoce Wurruds, an thin tn printin'
press was invinted. G~unpoWder was in
vinted tn same time, an t is a question
I've often heard discussed which has done
more to ilivate tn human race. a joke.
"Th' longer tn wurruld lasts tn more
books does be comm out. Day be day |
read in tn pa-aperS announcements "
new publications that look like tn de-
linquent taX-list. They's a published IL
ivory block. an in thousands iv happy
homes some wan is plugging away at tn
romantic novel or Whalin' out q Dome Oh
tn typewriter upstairs. A family with
out an author is as contemplate as wan
without a priest. Is Malachi near-sight-
ed. pcevish, averse to tn suds, an can
tell whether tn three in the front yard
is blue or green? Make an author iV
him! Does Miranda prisint no atthrac-
tons 10 tn young men " tn neighbor-
hood, does her overskirt dhrag, an is she
poor with tn gas-range? Make an au-
thorcen iv her!"
"Am | again ali books, says ye? I'm
not. If had money, I'd have all tn
GOOD lithrachoor iv tn wurrul on me
table at this minyit. / might mt read it,
but there IT'D be so that any " me
friends cud dhrop in an help thimsllVes
>, if they didn't care fr other stimylants.
] have no taste FIR readin', but | wont
:, deny it's a good thing fr thin that adj
dicted to it. In modheration, mind We.
In mohderation, an afther tn chores is
done. F'r as a frind " Hogan's says,
"Much readin' makes q full man, an rs
knew What he was talkin' about. An &c
| object to tn pursuit " lithrachoor'
{, Oh, faith, nc. AS a pursuit t is fine buf
). it may be bad fr amy wan that catches
I: it. r..
Z % ~, -
/ have been reading over and Ger q
late many of the Letters Of a Self-Mad'
Merchant, and it seems to 1ae othe more
one reads this book, the more heels I'M
pressed with its value, there is so mucl