The Washington herald., 1916-08-29
NEW YORK, DAY BY DAY
BY o. o. MCINTYRE.

I SPECIAL Correspooient of The wsshinStou Herald.
New York. Aug. 8-Pesrson's mara
zine has new editor. who is nothing n
not modest He is Frank Harris, who
formerly edited the Saturday Review in
London Among the writers he coyIy
and somewh=t reluctantly admits he di,-
covered II. G. Wells. Joseph Conrad.
Bernard Shaw and Rudyard Ripling.
In introducing himself. he ssys: There
are not many magazines in the United
states or many papers either which I
would consent 10 edit ''Pearson's is the
only magazine that suggests itself to
me. This gave many their FIRST intina-
ton that p arsoa's wac still be published.
/ \ pTonIiE nj member Of the literary
colony In Washington Square suggests
that Mr.. Harris must have had a hard
struggle 70 night on the publishers who
were trying to drag him into their ssno-
'lms TO edit their ma gaines.
/ Ho"eNer. despite Mr. Harris's ''blurb-
M pr"clivities he seems to have grabbed
last time and made II really bright and
Interesting
! In his first article. one critic counted
about 20 rs" and then went out and
/ bought Mr.. Harris a bouquet 10 add 10
his own private collection that he pins
| on himself
! He was just a shy little fellow-the type
that might b. hopping counters IN a
broadway hs hsberdashery and he seemed a
J little confused by the crowds was
seated At table on the Majestic roof
] Across the floor were Mr.. and Mrs VIII
I l,am r. Hearst and August Belmont and
/ Dani'. Frohman and Francis Bushman.
and many other celebrities.
( But this shy little fellow created NOR.
attention than any OF them when he
came in. Everybody seemed 10 be turn
. ing their heads 70 look. thought II
/ was because he was with the Dolly sis
/ tiers, now on Broadway.
/ Somehow the news got up 70 the or
chestra leader, and he started his hired
men playing a foN-trot that Berlin wrote
/ recently All ewes turned Berlin's way
/ ana he positively blushed like a school
| boy. Oh, yes, the little fellow was non.
I other than Irving Berlin, the Ragtine
( King
! What's the matter, Irvie said one OF
/ the Dolly Sisters-they both look slik TO
me
"Why-why." he stsmmered-"an the
/ folks are looking at me" All OF which
shows that EoUng man may become
/ famous rake in the millions and not be-
/ come blase.
J Up ar Sing Sing prison the critics be-
1 lieve they have found a man who. like
/ Oscar Wilde, will not permit bars and
I cells 70 curb his Poetical spirits. His
| number is 6556a. and his name Is Henry
| Leverage. One ot his poems begins with
/ this stanza.
I l have. ] hold forever hold,
What thou hath given me:
J Cd world. old cnderd mother-nold.
! Ny dreams shall set me free
A group Of Broadway bouIevardisrs
were spending the weekend at a country
. fla near LarchmonL At nlght thev
sat around the fireplace or course. there
was no fTe- An electric fan took its
/ place. But It was COY place.
I They talked Of murders. robbers. prow.-
ers, rippers. Eunmen. subway and cafe
7 hold-ups that showed great daring.
! There was a nan in the crowd who
| shuodered several times. He admitted
/ tn" stories made him creepy
( His companions decided to cure him
| and 50 they switched 70 the weirdest
/ kind Of ghost yarns-some OF them with
climaxes that were hair-raisinE A
I storm came UP and the lightning flashed
. That very night, Just two miles awav
/ a hslf-Ipdlan and q half-neEro killed a
/ white man by splitting his head open
with an axe, and then chopped Up the
, hody.