The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-01-20
FAMOUS ARTISTS
 EDITORS HOSTS
Illustrators of Life Give a Din ner to the Man Who Buys
 Their Works

New York, Jan. 2O.-John Ames Mitchell, whose Friday afternoons are always well attended by the men who get their drawings printed in Life, was the guest of his Friday callers Wednesday at dinner given at the Wolcott in honor of his sixty-sixth
 birthday. Everybody who ever tried | to sell sketch knows Mitchell. Since the day he drew the first cover design for tke weekly, and then submitted It to himself, and accepted it, he has been devoting his Fridays to receiv- ing calls from others who would like him to look over their "stuff."
 When they called the roll of those present last night, it sounded as if some one had read 8 page from Who's Who in Illustrating" The I men whose names are tackled to most who show you how the heroes and heroines of our best sellers ought to look, were there. They had all been | members of the Friday Afternoon Calling Club at one time or another. To give the feast a well-balanced appearance, some literati, like E. s. Martin, who does the editorials: Tom
 Mason, who signs -'T. l.. M." to the things he doesn't much care for, and James s. Metcalfe, the Metcalfe who says harsh things about New York's theatres. were there too.
 These men sat at the head table, ! ranged on either side of Mitchell, for, with him they constitute the staff.
 They rubbed elbows with the artist folk who attend chiefly to the pie torial side of the weekly. Tom Ma son, who, by the way, looks exactly as most readers would expect him to look, clinked glasses with Albert Lev ering, F. T. Richards and James Montgomery Flagg.
 c. ID. Gibson's Scrawling Autograph. F. s. Martin was prevented from ta liking over next weeks editorial with the guest of honor. because w. H. Walker. who likes to sign iiis politi- call cartoons like this: "Wm. H. Walk CT" sat between him and Mitchell. The large, round-faced man on Mitch els left was Charles Dana Gibson, who, when the time came to auto graph all menu cards. took up so much space scrawling his name across the page that the others had to crowd in small type along the mar gin. Metcalfe beamed on Gibson's Cushing's left, when Cushing had time enough between his duties as master of ceremonies to pop into his chair and snatch a bite to eat.
 Andrew Miller, who figured at the
 guest table, not because he was an artist or writer, but because he o. Kd the Friday callers checks. came next with A. D. Blashfield (who
 holds the record for drawing more
 cupiGs than any other illustrator) oc- cupyfng a seat in the far corner
 Otho Cushing was Nup and down and in and out of the room so often that nobody paid much attention when he disappeared for a particular ly long time. His return was her.
 aided by the arrival of messenger boy with a telegram, saying that the gods had decided to send their cup : bearer to wait upon MT. Mitchell. En- tered then Ganymede, bearing a tall
 silver loving-cup, which he deposited with many a flourish in front of the guest of honor. It was Cushing of course and his costume was that of his .Tedyssey' series.
 The entrance of Ganymede happen ed at the braiZed- -calf-sw weetbreads- goddard stage of the dinner, and inter-
 rupted good story Tom Mason was telling to Albert Lowering. It also broke in on discussion between Ot-
 to Toaspern, Henry Hut and E. Q. Ellis concerning the engraving effect
 Toaspern seemed 10 get in his stuff
 for the one-timc "Sanctum Talks" Metcalfe spoke, then c. D. Gibson.
 There is one thing that strikes ne,"
 sail Gibson, ''and that is the truly
 reniarkabl- character of tn,- -ather-
 ing. We artists are iiard lot to
 get along with We don't agree pn
 many things. But one point we do
 agree on, and that is, dinner"