The Wilmington morning star., 1947-11-30
gy PHIL WRIGHT
Staff Writer

IN any OtllC1 ooJ S@AAN S~NA
.,ost other circumstances one
'l.O "I1d have been insulted. l
~u ~Ssu"hably was, but more amused.
friend, Bob Kline and l went
" the Wilmington Public Ii
wv " he to return a couple OF
poats plots and I to check out Oth.
pun O0onS Man On The Half She'll" !"
n.a no. two lady apparations as
la;ied lnI me about the inaccuracy
SAP 81 l"-Flamboyant Bellamy,' a re-
ol brief feature sketch I wrote
csd' sed widely distributed: They
H1s ano c1oe2 chocolate colored dresses.
VIM Incidentally they refuse to be
..otpd. r and incidentally they
9uG' 'uth move in literary circles,
said aid of the best.
Sata gtaoweverbeit, they made US,
, i'V sball we say, itch I think
uab n-' probably suffered worse. he
DIV oaS r. from upstate Illinois, and
coiI,o' no ccust omed to the
tsanI oel if well meaning tones OF
na a' ladies' in these parts, re-
US Iined at a loss as to just how
llar II +raat the incident, if incident
il was. d kro1,,
.bav did it unconsciously, liter
aIt' aI',} spat jade sprinkled as
an2sions aas at my mansion story
p'en worse than the widespread
oa;+orial comment about me,
;nchlding the barrage with
which l and the Durham Sun
Warald we're bla 81 ed by the
Greensboro Daily News a week
after the piece had been printed
by the publication d n g the
tslking - insulted my literary
ssnses Il have others). No doubt
tbpv meant we'll with their well
meant phrases of condemnation
which at times turned Bob's
face the color of the proverblal
beet,
Bob's hard-boiled shirt collar
wilted and craving pides start
ed to form under his sldeburns
,,n+il 7 smiled graciously at the
attackers.
hadn't seen either of the kind
women in years, but obviously
they keep abreast of the times
by following closely my writing.
One of them said she had filed
a complete transcript of Flam-
boyant, pictures and all in a
book, for posterity And worse
still she admitted having mailed
several copies of the story, COM
plete to friends and acquaint-
ances out of town.
"Those were the best pictures
of Miss Stallings | have ever
seen," she told me, obviously re-
ferring to the caretaker Of said
mansion.
Hay no claim to the art work.
The pics are the product of the
tireless efforts of Ken Hampton,
News photographer, and Buck
Myers of the engraving depart
ment.
Miss Stallings has stayed and
kept lone vigil at the mansion
presiding as hostess since the
death of her companion, Miss
Ellen Bellamy 18 months ago.
And for the benefit of those
who came in late, "Flamboyant
Bellamy" is a brief feature I
wrote some three months ago
about the grandiose century-old
pre-Civil War mansion at Fifth
and Market streets in historic
Wilmington.
The kind woman had noticed
me after some 20 minutes, as a
sort of sidebar, l think, and
her eyes Lit up, her mouth
opened and the attack was on:
Why, Mr.. Wright, I've been
wanting to congratulate you on
mat story you did on the Bel
lamy mansion" she said in an
apparent tone which my friend
Sald Was touched with bit of
me sardonic, sit was undoubted-
J local masterpiece. Should
lake the cake, and the prize for
haccuracy. Why I have never
seen more incorrect story"
sne no doubt referred to the
information contained in "Flan-
O9yant Bellamy". Information
t. winch was passed on to me
nree times by Miss Lima Stall