Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1910-06-26
Humorous Remarks by Geo Ade at Publishers Joint
 Banquet in New York.
CITY NEWSPAPE FRS
Tame and COIOrless as Compared to Indiana Publications of 7O's Says
 Noted HOsier Author.

George Ade was among the speak CTS at the joint banquet in New York city that wound up the annual meet ings of the American Newspaper Pup fishers Association and the Asso- ciated Press. MT. Ade spoke in his usual humorous vein on Helping the Editor" saying in part.
 II am glad to be here for several reasons. Now that you may have for gotten what you paid for it, am will ing to meet the gentlemen who bought my merchandise. l sold you an assort- ment of capital letters and job lot of Chicago vernacular, and you thought you were getting a new brand of hu- nor. Very often I would weaken when it came time to sign the vouchers. Then I would read some of the other syndicate stuff and take courage.
 Every man who has not tried it thinks that he can edit a newspaper, write comic opera and manage hotel. I still believe that I know a lot about the hotel business.
 ''I learned upon investigation that had made mistake in taking up the literary end of the game so I re- solved to go for advertising. Therefore l became an author and a playwright. After ten years in the rarified atmosphere of dramatic art as practised today at two dollars a seat or four dollars on the sidewalk, feel that I am peculiarly qualified to discuss American newspapers. I can proceed with safety because if I say anything uncomplimentary, l have a scrap book to prove that they began it.
 Everybody Ready to Help.
 Everybody wants to help the edi- tor. Not as regards cheaper wood pulp or keeping down the pay roll, but with suggestions for filling up the paper. Most people still believe that every newspaper must hustle every night 10 get enough copy to separate the advertisements. Being post-grad- uate I know that you are compelled to throw columns and columns of stuff on the floor. Very often, in glancing over long tariff editorial, I wonder what was thrown on the floor-how- ever, l am not here to upset any tra- ditions-merely to offer a few helpful hints.
 ''In the first place the city newspa- per of today as compared with the Indiana newspaper of the '70s is tame, invertebrate. colorless and apologetic. If you hear a man raving about the golden age of American journalism when each editor exercised an indi- vidual influence and led the way through the darkness with flaming torch above his head-let it go at that. Don't take the trouble to ex- anime the files of that wonderful per- iod or you may be discouraged over
  your present efforts.
 The first newspaper with which I was associated came out every Thurs day from room over the hardware store. The fires of civil war were still smoldering. Indianas chief occu- patton was politics. Nearly every man was voting as he shot, and some of them a good deal oftener.
 Palmy Days of Journalism.
 Those were the palmy days of journalism of which we hear so much at present. No taint of commercial ism. no subservience to the counting room, no cogwheels or card indexes, simply a majestic figurehead of an editor who was animated by high and patriotic resolve to promote man. slaughter as often as possible When he opened upon a man, the mans only escape was to walk outside of our circulation. which he could do in about ten minutes.
 T plead for a return of those heroic days, when every editorial was a trumpet-blast and every paragraph was firecracker. We used to go to press at two o'clock, and four o'clock the whole population would be out on the streets waiting for the sounds of assault and battery.
 The old-time editor, the one we all read about, who stamped his indi- viduality on every issue of his paper and didn't bother about the press work, do you remember what he called a man if he didn't care much for him?
 He didn't call him a mollycoddle or an insurgent or a malefactor or an un- desirable. He said that the man was a poltrom, hell-hound, pussilani-