Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-06-02

spect, admiration and affection in the
passing years. His sketch arthur
G. Sta2ies' taking his cue from Ar
thurs Essays ~rhe Inner Man"
draws truely and clearly the Inner
Man Of A. G. g. ,
The fourth is a fine sketch OF
detail, of A. G. s. as an editor" by
one of the masters Of editing William
r. PattangalL The title 10 arthur
G, Staples Editor" 6he sketch be-
gins Il have not met With A. g. 8, OF
ten nor have our interviews been
long and yet know him ultimately
I have been readinGShim TOR twenty
years. 1 know him as . writer.
know him an an editor too. There
may be phases Of his being wnich !.
have not seen but do not think 50.
Byron Boyd and William Tudor
Gardiner collaborate in the next
sketch Unjust Stalks on Common
Themes on Little Arthur VINO
Knows more than Byron about the
newsuapers and editors OF Maipe
Tudor has but begun to know. he
will never know any more than BY
ron. if he keeps on he may know
"a much. Both have come I'M
der the spell OF Arthur's pen: one
Soaa however long or short the ac-
ouaintance. And 90 these TWO waA
enthusiastic. ,,ho-
George c. Wing. Jr., 10 a neighoor
~ Arthurs, Their relation has peen
like those of brothers. Georsss
sketch is entitled An Apprecla', ,.,n
and a Just Talk" at seems 10 me
that A. G. s. should offer his reaoes1
Arthur G. Staples portrait oy -
retiring as we'll as modest. thus far
in this detail has made default, ana
to a public I trust interested ] onsr
a. @. SIS portrait, by A. q. b, OF
how Arthur ought to do 1t. AND
90 he draws an intimate ana endeer-
irv nicture. He closes cioverly'
"Sometime, someone ought to write
| of his wife for I suppose she 10 re-
sponsible for most of him, but tnas
is another story, and am q pacne-
II there is in Maine a man who has
| read for a longer time ana more
faithfully the Lewiston Journai tnan
Charles s. Hichborn let him now
come forward. Through the Journal
and through long personal associa-
| tion in many ways and in many caus-
| es Charles has come to know and TO
| become most fond OF Arthur. His
sketch. IA. @. Sat Close Range
| shows the depth Of that afection ana
| on what 1t is based.
Arthur G. Staples throughout his
life thus far has stood and until the
end will stand for those things only
/ which he believes will promote, In
| the language Of the Foreword, the
economic, political and cultural life
of the state Of Maine" Dearly he
| knt -
and Granny. It was therefore most
| fitting that the concluding sketch
should be by the governor of the
state. Governor Bakers sketch AR
thur G. Staples" signed by him az
Governor of Maine" closes the vol
ume. Ins 1t he portrays in warm col
ors q man Of greatest value to Maine
The chief justice has q reputation
| for doing and saying just the right
| thing. He is a master of the deli
cate touch. Here came one OF his
best touches. Had he arisen to speak
the delightful informality Of the oc-
casion would have given way to for
mality. Not so the Chief. Holding
| with a smile toward Arthur whose
| eyes were wide open with surprise
| he spoke in the most conversational.
Christmas gift like and friendly way,
as IL he were helping Arthur to an
| other course of the dinner land he
| really was.) He referred to the
uniqueness Of the occasion, to who
they were who had THUS come to-
, gether and to the heart Of 1t all and
blending, as he always does, witty
illusions with tender sentiment. he
told Arthur what his book really
and truly was and then closed with
this poem.
I'm old Tintagel, on the Cornish coast,
Far up above the proudly foaming
King Arthur's Castle stood, as English
And sathsred oourtisrs from . wide
domain.
knights of Round Table were they
aptly called,
And to their Kipg due homage did they
Ready To- Tor battle If the tocsin sound,
Tho passing years have brought ~
M ,on many go a change a,s re- r,.x.. n,...
But friendships pledges still are Of
whers. s s'ss * Arthur hold. his Court
in State.
And SO tonight. Knights Of Round Ta-
Tender our Arthur homage from cur
Not in Tintagsl, yet on Cornish coast
Because ne sits beside me at our feast.
And let the tongue might faltsr in it's
View. lei Il. pen ,os down the thought
Regardless Of your own rare modesty
with only truth our compass and our
This little yolums. wrought with art
Tells its own story In its quiet way;
1t bears the love Of those whose names
To follow you lifetime and day.
And when ,na some night before the bias'
These names you scan, and view again
May memory open wide the tfme-shut
And bring afresh each figure and each
face"
What an embarrassing moment for
A. G. s., artist though ne be. He had
come to IAN informal dinner" with "a
few of your friends But he had
found the face and voice Of his whole
beloved state. And now there was In
his hands "a bouquet Of delightful
color and rare fragrance" a tribute of
approval, admiration, affection and es-
TEEN. No wonder that deep emotion
held him and for a moment stilled the
tongue ordinarily so, ready at his COM
nland. His first words faltered q bit
for he must find himself but the warm
heart and clear head soon asserted
themselves and then A. G. 8. spoke az
only A. @. 8. can. THE Inner Man"
flashed out with expressions of deepest
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