The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-05-02
Then the characters are independ-

Then the characters are independ-
ent?"
slightly, Have you never known
one of your characters-even yours
get beyond control as soon as rhey are
made?"
That's true. Where are those two
happy creatures going?
ITO the levels. You've heard Of au-
thors finding their levels? We keep
all the levels here. AS each writer
enters he picks up his characters, or
they pick him up, as the case may be-
and to the levels he goes
81 should like 20 seq
$50 you shall. when you come
through that door a second time
whisting. / can't take YOU there
now"
DO YOU keep only the characters OF
living scribblers in this hall?'
We should be crowded out II we
didn't draft them off somehow. step
this way and III take you 20 the
master. one moment, though. There
John Rdd with Lorna Doone anu
there are Mr. MalIphant ana the bor-
malacks-ciannish folk, those Besah'
characters-don't let the rw!ns tax 10
YOU about Literature and Art. Come
along. What's here?
The white face of Mr.. John OAK
hurst. gambler, broke through the
press. Il wish to explain said ne III
a level voice. that had ! peeh Gun
suited | should never have blown OUT
my brains with the Duchess anu a.,
that poker fiat lot l wish 10 auo
that the only woman l ever loved was
the wife OF Brown of Calaveras. ne
nr,ssed his hand behind him sus-
restively. "All right. Mr.. Oakhurst'
said htstily: Il believe you hih
YOU set it right?" he asked, droppihs
into the Doric of the gulches.
caught a triggers cloth muiiied chck.
Lust heavens" groaned. Must l
lie shot for the sake Of another man
characters?" Oakhurst levelled MS
revolver at my head, but the weapon
was struck up by the hand OF fupa
Bill. you burned fool" said the
stage driver "Hevnt ] told you no
one but a blamed idiot shoots at sleh'
now? Let the galoot go. You KIN
see by his eyes he's no party to your
matrimonial ARRANGEMENTS. OAK
hurst retired with an irreproachabie
bow. but in my haste to escape l fell
over Caliban, his head in a melon and
his tame orc under his arm. He spat
like wildcat.
"Manners none. customs beastly,
said the Devil. We'll take the BISHOP
with us. They all respect the Bishop
And the great Bishop Blougram Jolneo
u.s. calm and smiling, with the news
for my private ear, that Mr.. Glgadibs
despised him no longer.
We were arrested by knot OF semi
nude Bacchantes kissing a clergyman
The Bishops eyes tw!nkled and
turned to the Devil for explanation.
That's Robert Elsmere - what's
left of him." said the Devil. Those
are French feuilleton women ans
scourings of the Opera Comique. lie
has been leCturing EN- and they don
like it," she lectured me-" said thu
Bishop with bland smile. He has
been a nuisance ever since he came
here. by the holy law OF proper
, ton, he had the audaclty TO talk Il
the master. Called him IA pot bellie'
barbarian. That Is why he is walk
ing so stifiiy now" said the Devil
Listen Marie pigeonnier is swear
ing deathless love to him. on m
2 word. We ought to segregate the Frencl
r characters entirely. By the way, you
regiment came in very handy 10
! Zola's importations."
! my regiment" ] said. How d
you mean?"
You wrote something about tn
n Tynesde Tail Twisters, just enough t
give the outline of the regiment, an
@ of course it came down here-on
thousand and eighty strong. ! told
= of in hollow squares to pen up tn
Rougon- Macquart series. There the
o are" looked and saw the Tynesid
e Tail Twisters ringing an inferno O
n struggling. shouting disappearing mel
a and women in the costumes of tn
5 Second Empire. Now and again th'
= shadowy ranks brought down thei
butts on the toes OF the crowd insid