The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1916-04-15

paper mans on the one you al
ready have"
The m TO which Mrs. Watts re-
fers was mad by q facetious editor, who
had received q picture of Mrs. Watts from
her publishers TO be used in connection
with a review Of one OF her books. Mrs.
Watts is not a handsome woman SO
the editor wrote. but the portrait OF
her upholds the hest traditions OF this
country OF serious but not solemn school
ma AIMS"
Unfortunately some enterprising clip.
ping bureau sent these remarks to Mrs.
Watts. upon which she Immediately for
warded them to her publishers. accom-
panying them by a good humored re-
minder OF her hesitancy 10 give out her
picture for publication. ard decorating
the letter with innunrerable c~aticaturcs
Of herself. set of by this heading FOR
the special bcneft OF Macmillar's cdi-
tor. This is what I get for my supire
he haunted by these A few of these
ca,icaturcs are here reproduced.
Mrs. Watts saws that apparently part
~ the business Of writing is 10 know how
10 pose as a writer, and she confesses
that she If not very good AT that.
when people want; to know II 7 write
because ! feel a great, strong. oNerma3-
tering impulse" she says. II only stuttcr
and look foolish-not half so foolish as I
feel. though. The proper thing TO do, !
believe. would be to assume "A profound
appearance. or to smile subtly IL would
he more IN the role. more convincing, IN
short. The public has so quaint "A re-
gard for a person who gets himself into
| print. IL Is so firmly persuaded that he
must be different from the rest Of tho
world. that it IL n shame L" di-appoiut
II. hut what is there 10 do suppose. for
instance. ! were 10 go 10 work and say
My friends, I do not write because ] feel
"A great strong. overmasteriDg impulse :
nor because. as has also been limited. my
domestic life Is unhappy nor TO divert
myself in i'll health. which IL another
conjecture. have never been trouble a
with impulses-of that lofty character.
at any rate my family and household
are not half bad as people go and
haven't had a sick day in Years.
~ write because ! write mos, OF the
money goes to buy antique furniture. for
which ! have a whim. have now
bouriht So much that III. things are
touching n another all around the walls
Of the rooms. and all the furniture
dealers and antique shop men retire IN
the rear office and get down on their
knees and oncr thanks with tears OF
pure Joy when they see me coming. I've
,ust got II catalogue from Z, iirm-it
would be ain public morality to men
ton them by naine-who sell the most
beautiful painted chairs aud chests and
things. and ! am trying To make up my
NINA whether to go without "A new eve
ming dress and buy a safe leg table
Body color. French gray. decoration snf,
blue and old ros" with delicate lines OF
black'-or to wait "A while and see how
The Itudder' pans out. and then may
be get the evening dress and the table
both. ! have a tiny little backyard gar
den where there are a dozen rose bushes
and some clumps of iris and ~coreopsis
and snapdragon. and I think it's a great
deal more fun to talk about Eillarncys
" insecticides and the irSpossibility OF
getting a genuine Duncan Phyfe table
than to eNcharr.e views about the infu-
cnce of taiiipidcs on the modern drama,
or even to hear comments on Nathan
Burke
II say. surprising ! should deliver my
self as above, what would people think
why, they'd lust take II Tor another sort
OF pose! don't know exactly wha,
they want q writer TO he like; and t.
tell the truth. | don't know what a
writer wants the public to be like. |.
nobody took any personal notice Of us
we should he bitterly mortiied-w
should be hopping mad. To say the least
OF it But " they do take personal no
tice of us, then We feel conscious and
FESTIVE. It's "A problem -