The Washington herald., 1919-04-26


SON Terhune. traveller. editor. Journal
ist short story writer and best Of
al lover Of dogs. has given New
York a surcease from sex stun. deb
OMAR literary villains and broken
homes by his new book. lad: A
Dog" Perhaps am not a fair
critic. for ]. too. love dogs. but in
my opinion Terhune's book is the
best tome Of tho season. Tho dog,
Lad" is . real dog. and at this mo-
ment is romping over Terhune's great
country place at Pompton Lakes.
But Terhune's book will have to
travel rapidly to be more interesting
than the writer himself. When I was
younger my idea of a novelist was
the swsshbuckier. the drinker Of
rum, the deep-chested adventurer
who turned pretty phrases In the
morning and played poker in the aft
ernoon and basked in casks Of wine
at night Terhure Is the only one I
have ever met who runs away like
the tyne. Although he does not play
poker, nor does he wallow In rum
It would be no injustice to say he
has n moderate thirst
He Is a physical marvel. and Gen.
tiernan Jim Corbett once branded
him In the public prints as the best
heavyweight boxer in America, al
though Terhune would blush at the
Impeachment. He has roved all over
the world. He crossed Syria on
horseback and swan the Jordan
River In the January floods Of 1884.
He Hved for a time as an adopted
member Of q Bedouin tribe and a
few years later he was fat broke for
the only time In his life in toYn In
Southern Missouri One Of his early
astronomical feats was eating two
pounds Of rare steak and drinking a
quart Of beer for lunch every day.
He did this for ten years and he Is
stili a husky.
| When he wants to eft at q desk he
can do so. Almost all Jobs arc open
! to him The last time he was an ed
itor was on the Evening World. He
spends eight months OF year at
"Sunnybrook." his country estate IN
the north Jersey hinterland. Apart
from his work he r5lises prize COL
lies.
! Lad" the hero OF his series or
tales now being published, Is a super
dog. Jhe SIOTleS dDOuI Tult diS ui-
ihecause Lad" IL n great dog. Not
one Of Mr. Terhune's dogs are beg
gars. They all support themselves
through puppy sales and stud fees
and show prizes. Last year the dogs
not only supported themselves but
had enough left over to- buy few
liberty bonds. Whether you like a
dog very much or only passively.
read Terhune's book. write this not
because Of my liking for Mr.. Ter
hume. but because II Is valuable in
formation. I might add that the au-
.hor has not even been gracious
enough 10 send me an autographed
copy OF his book. That Is the way
with writing men. An unappreciative
lot
The police have put a crimp in SOL
dier begging. The town for a week
was overrun with lot OF pseudo
soldiers and sailors and just few
who seemed intent on disgracing
their uniforms by soliciting aims. The
Hobbies of the great hotels seemed
the places OF "easy pickings," and
the police stationed special central
office men In the Waldorf. Astor.
Majestic. McAlpin and Pennsylvania
to trap them. Those not belonging in
the service were warned and those
who were on leave from camps were
taken hack Big signs have been
pasted up around the conGested sec
tions reading: NO self-respecting
man in uniform OF his country will
beg"
Going down Fifth avenue the other
afternoon ] spotted Caruso. the we'll
known warbler and triller OF top
notch notes, on the other side. He
wore a green fedora and az Is his
custom was carrying his cane mill
tary style. over his shoulder like a
gun. He wore a snappy gray over
coat warped in in the back. and in his
overcoat top pocket was gay hand
kerchief. A crowd of gushing young
fudge buyers fell in behind him.
CMrs. Caruso was not with him. But
the most amusing incident of the
five blocks that I followed him was
a little red-shirted wop with n pick
AID coat thrown over one shoulder
and in his hand a dinner pail. He
stepped along in front like drum
major all the way.