The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1938-10-27

political reporters, friend of more
Presidents and cabinet officers than
=, any other living
Sfoddard on man. is the, author
Shirt-SleeUe of ''It Costs to Be
NeWspapering President" Just
pub lis h d. It's
mine of previously untold stories
quickly transferred it from the book
page to the news page. Having en-
joyed long acquaintance with Mr..
Stoddard, ! dropped in at his office,
overlooking the Old Park Row which
formed his genius"
Close in nearly all his life with
wing-collar craftsmanship, he want
ed to talk about shirt-sleeve news
papering. The latter allusion had
to do with Hitchcock's Beanery,
where shirt-sleeved walters served
ham and beans to printers, stereo-
typers, reporters, editors, and poll
ticians, who mingled in shirt
sleeve forum which Mr.. Stoddard
thinks helped to galvanize the New
York newspapers of that day-from
4O TO oU years ago.
Sixty-two years in newspapering,
Mr.. Stoddard is ''up from the case,"
a printer on the New York Tribune,
an ace political reporter and for
% years owner and publisher of the
New York Mail.
sit seems to me that every re-
| r1avtor kn lxnoxu fhn small
of printers ink" he said. "The
great newspaper of today, with
all its marvellous efficiency, has
lost something stimulating and
vital in no longer having this
mingling of the crafts. I re-
member that, at HitchcOck'S, a
slovenly reporter might be
called down by one of those ON
niscient Old-time printers, or
perhaps it would be the other
way about, with one of the news
| men berating the press room
foreman, and asking him why
he couldn't manage a decent
make-ready.
Theodore Roosevelt used to go to
Hitchcock's frequently, perhaps
with Jake Riis or Eddie Riggs of
the New York Sun, and remember
James Creelman, Julian Ralph and
a score of then famous politicians
and newspaper men, mingling with
the men from the mechanical de-
partments, arguing over the world
war scare, local and national poll
tics-everything under the sun. It
was something like the free speech
common in early colonial America,
where you could step into the en-
closure and say what you thought
a. about the the king Of anybody or any
"The gusto with which T. r. would
dump a bottle of catsup and slath-
er of mustard on plate of ham
and beans, or corned beef and
beans, was something worth seeing
and remembering.
Frequently, these sessions at
Hitchcock's were pOst-mOrtem
on the paper, just after press
time, in which any story of un-
usual distinction or a clean-cut
news beat was sure to get
cheer, and quite as certainly
any of us who had stubbed his
toe was in for raking over.
My work has made me an OBJ
server of our efforts to estab-
lish true democracy in America.
have never attempted an exact
definition of democracy, but,
whatever it is, I am sure it
was exemplified in this craft
ideal of the old-time newspaper.
The spirit seems lost in the
highly departmentaiized, mech
anized and specialized charac-
ter of modern large-scale enter
prise, not only of newspapers,
but of business in general"
Stoddard's family newspaper ira
dition goes way back into the fiat.
bed days. His great-grandfather es-
tablished the Hudson, N. Y, Regis.
ter, in 1887. He learned the print.
er's trade in his grandfather's print.
ing office at Hudson. A proofreader
on the Tribune at Is, he read proof
on the famous Tilden Ciper dis
patches, a reporter soon thereafter
on the Tribune and the Philadelphia
Press. He wrote the first daily tele.
graph letter ever sent out from New
York city.
T ALWAYS thought the reason
Alice Paul never stayed in jai
long was that she was just wrath
and foated through the bars. The
wan, fragile little
lIny r eraInIsf feminist, locked
Sets One Goal up many times il
For Suffrore days past, now
fans up her Ma
tional Woman's party to the World
Woman's party, of which she be
comes temporary chairman. It's OBJ
jective is the abolition of all lega
distinctions botween man and uyor,o