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in the popular opinion, Princess Mary
considered as conforming with either treaty or domestic law.
The other proposed changes are the registration of all aliens, including newcomers and those now here; additional penalties for steamship companies which exceed their quotas; and, finally, a demand that half of the immigration we do receive shall come in American ships.
"A slender, wiry mother places THE DEBTS OWED TO US
slender, wiry little Willy on the CCORDING to the law recently passed,
station scales, drops in a penny, President Harding has appointed and gasps in horror. Tables printed as members of the Commission to refund on the scales state that boys of the debts owed to us by foreign gov- Willy's age, and particularly of ernments Secretary of the Treasury
Willy's age and height, should Mellon Chairman, Secretary of
weigh just about 85 pounds. And State Hughes, Secretary of Commerce
little Willy, doing the best he can, Hoover, Senator Smoot of Utah, and
achieves but 75! And that mother, Representative Burton of Ohio. More
with startled intellect, realizes appropriate selections, we believe, could
that little Willy must be UNDERnot have been made.
WEIGHT-direful term! A term The foreign governments owe us, with interest, about eleven billion dollars. that brings consternation to
Last summer Secretary Mellon pro- teachers and parents by the thouposed a grant by Congress of full execu- sand, and urges investigating extive power to him to find out what each aminers of various kinds to a verge debtor nation could do and to conclude of hysteria!" terms in each case for the funding or conversion or extension of the time of Little Willy's mother and all payment of the principal or interest or her kith and kin will want to both.
read Mr. C. K. Taylor's article in Congress took a different view of the
next week's Outlook, from which matter. It did not wish to lodge so
this passage is taken. He thormuch responsibility with any one person.
oughly exposes the widespread falSo it erected a Commission of which
lacy of “ The Great Underweight the Secretary of the Treasury should ap
Delusion.” propriately be the chairman, the Commission to decide on the forms of the terms of refunding, conversion, or ex
The popularity of the Princess was tension of the loan.
evidenced by the immensely hearty reThe refunding conferences are to
ception which she and her husband begin immediately and negotiations will
received as they drove to and from the be proceeded with as rapidly as possible. Abbey. But the most striking feature It is hoped that they may be concluded
of the wedding was the fact that it was by the middle of next autumn. Certainly
between a Princess royal and an Eng. the European economic situation is
lishman not of royal blood. more favorable to such deliberation than
Fifty years ago Princess Louise, at any time since the war. As evidence
daughter of Queen Victoria, married the of betterment one has but to note the
Marquis of Lorne, later Duke of Argyll. improvement in foreign exchange, par
“Ah, but it's a great day the noo for the ticularly with reference to the values of
Queen,” remarked an old Scotchwoman, British and French currencies. The re
in whose eyes the ducal house of Argyll funding conferences themselves ought to
represented all that was mighty. have a beneficial effect upon the general
Later another Princess Louise, daughexchange situation, for any settlement
ter of Edward VII, married the Duke of of arrangements for the repayment of
Fife. our war loans to our allies should be
More recently the popular Princess a considerable step towards the stabili
Patricia, daughter of the Duke of Conzation of overseas conditions.
naught, Edward VII's brother, married
Commander Ramsay, son of the Earl of
Lascelles. The best-known member of Queen, became the wife of Viscount Las- that family has been Sir Frank Lascelles. The ceremony took place at the celles, the efficient British Ambassador historic Collegiate Church of St. Peter, at Berlin 1895-1908. In Yorkshire the better known as Westminster Abbey. Lascelles are such a great family that,
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RICHARD WATSON GILDER-PERSONAL MEMORIES
BY MRS. SCHUYLER VAN RENSSELAER
O one, I think, can ever have tried and unexpected word as well as of the did not think his business. Even by
to describe Richard Gilder by fresh and personal thought. Some one decent people the "scholar in politics"
comparing him with somebody who knew him but slightly told me once was not as much respected then as he else. At the first word with him one that she had just talked for a few is to-day, and a mere literary man in recognized a peculiarly distinct person- minutes, with Mr. Gilder on the corner city politics, a poet appealing to voters ality, and no length of acquaintance, no of the street, and that she felt as though on street corners- It was too much degree of intimacy, weakened this im- he had been waiting there in the hope for the gravity of the politicians. But pression. Among the qualities that pro- that she might pass, having things to Mr. Gilder only laughed back and kept duced it were so evident a sympathy say that he could not say quite as well on. “I hope," he said during one camwith others and so candid and confident to anybody else. It was a great part of paign, “that the 'Sun' will not get tired a reliance upon their sympathy that, in his charm that he constantly gave this of calling me a song-bird catching cold a very unusual degree, he became to his impression, that he made one seem to on a cart-tail. It is making my reputafriends a part of the tissue of their one's self the right person at the right tion. It is telling thousands of people lives. Even to-day, when he has been moment. There was nothing of inten- who never knew it before that I am a dead more than twelve years, our sense tion in it, nothing of the wish to flatter poet." of whatever we may feel of joy or sor- or impress. It was merely that, being His poetry is almost invariably serirow still seems incomplete without his himself so sympathetic, he felt sure of
But almost always humor tinged participation. And so apt was he to the sympathy of others. And of course his conversation, keeping sweet his have a fresh idea, to show some flash he usually got what with such simplicity ardent anger against the wrong-doer, of insight, to speak some crystallizing he expected.
the fumbler, and the slacker, preserving word which could have occurred to no This strength and breadth of sym- his earnestness from solemnity, his one else, that there still comes the im- pathy formed the mainspring of his deep fund of sentiment from sentimenpulse to seek his advice, or at least to manifold activities. He used to say that tality, and now prompting, now holding wait for his comments, before making the tasks which he set himself in youth, in check, a lively whimsical imaginaup our minds about this matter or that. and which remained for more than tion and a boyish impulsiveness. He No one else is quite the same kind of forty years his chief concern, were to was never too busy or too tired for a friend as he was. write poetry and to make a good maga
jest and seldom too ill, although he was It still seems strange that one who zine. But gradually he became inter- often more ill and more exhausted than was always so alert and so companion- ested in almost everything important I have ever seen any one else who kept able should now be mute. He was not in the life of the city-political, philan- busy at all. But as his arguing was what we call, with a hint of disparage- thropic, literary, artistic-and when he not noisy, so his jesting was not boisterment, a "great talker;" he never talked became interested he worked. Many ous or, to use a still uglier word, just to hear his own voice; he never things seemed to be forced upon him, hilarious. Nor was he a "funny man" “orated;" he could be very silent at and in a sense they were. Yet he ac
with a conscious desire to be amusing times, and, while he was often eager to cepted them, not chiefly because other and a fund of well-rehearsed anecdotes speak, he was quite as eager to listen. people wished, never because he wanted on tap. It was a spontaneous personal Nor was he a great talker in the better
prominence or influence, and not even kind of humor that he gave us, not the sense, like his friend John La Farge, because a cold conscience prompted, but remembered humor of others; and, perwho could hold his hearers spellbound because his sympathies were awakened sistent though it was, and apt to make for hours by a quiet monologue couched and therefore he could not hold his itself heard when least expected, it was in words as exact and periods as well hand. When he undertook his wonder- only one thread, in the many-colored rounded as though they were being read
ful work for the tenement-house dwell- fabric of his talk. But delighting in from the page of some great French ers of New York, it was of them as suf- fun and boyish in many ways he rewriter. He was not among the talkers fering human beings that he thought, mained until the end of his life. During of any kind for whom we wish that be- not of sociological facts and theories; his last days he was reading serious hind a curtain a stenographer might be and he concerned himself with munici- things and, as his last letter shows, garnering their words. But in the give pal politics because when he felt that commenting on them in serious ways. and take of friendly conversation he his city was going wrong he agonized Yet the very last thing he read (it was was one of the best-delightfully ready for it as for a sentient creature in dis- found by his bedside after his death) he of tongue, imphisive, interesting, stimu- tress and disgrace.
had chosen from a big bookcase filled lating, and amusing. He was one of the As his daughter writes in the excel- with volumes of the most miscellaneous few who can discuss, argue, actually lent narrative commentary embodied in sort that stood in his bedroom in my fight in words, without irritation. He
the volume of his letters, he could not house, and it was a little old copy of really tried to understand why you dif- have borne his ever-growing burden of "The Pirate's Own Book.” fered from him and tried to make you labor and responsibility without the Frail though he was, he had great understand what he felt, sometimes with comfort, the support, and the happiness physical as well as moral courage. He an ardor that ran into vehemence but of a perfect marriage. Among the other did not make little of dangers, delight still without irritation, and, I may add, things that helped to sustain him, al- in physical risks, as a stronger man without clamor. His voice, though ways overworked as he was in his frag- may, but he could not be timid in any sensitively modulated to his meanings ile body and his vigorous mind, was his moment of need. Once when I was liv. and sometimes dramatically effective, unfailing sense of humor. I had almost ing near him at Marion, by a quiet inlet was always so low and pleasant that to called it unfaltering or unflinching, for of Buzzards Bay, he was the only perlisten to him was to learn the difference it was often a weapon of defense in- son to hear a cry of distress from a between emphasis and noise. When stinctively used when other men would rowboat at some distance from the there was no arguing, but merely a have used contempt or anger or an as- shore. Racing across a field and casting casual commenting upon the incidents sumed stolidity. It is hard to remember off only his coat and waistcoat, he of the day, one could not grow tired of now how scornfully at first he was plunged in, reached the boat from which his company, for he was interested in abused and ridiculed, not for definite a young girl had ventured to bathe in everything, he wanted you to share his acts or words, but merely because he deep water, recovered the oar that her feeling, and he had the gift of the keen ventured to “meddle" in what his critics frightened companion had let drift
away, and, just in time, pulled the halfdrowned swimmer into the boat. Yet he was himself so very poor a swimmer that afterwards neither he nor the rest of us could understand how he could possibly have done what he did.
In New York also we were neighbors. He was a night-owl, and so was I, and often late in the evening I would hear his tentative tap at my door. One night he stopped to tell how he had just seen a young couple quarreling in the street near by. The man had struck the girl, thrown something far off into the street, and, while the girl sobbed loudly, walked away. Of course Mr. Gilder quickly asked her what was the matter, and when she told him that her husband had thrown away the key of their flat and sworn he would never come home again he ran after the man, brought him back, "gave him fits," so he said, and told him to go and find the key. This the man meekly did, and as meekly started for home arm in arm with his wife. "He was a big fellow,” said Mr. Gilder, laughing; "it scares me now to think how he might have eaten me up." But there were many others who docilely took a sharp reproof from him. There was no compelling power in the slight, stooping figure under middle height. There was much in the keen aquiline face and in the singular intensity of the eyes, black not in a hard and shining way but in a lusterless velvety way that suggested those of an Arab.
t was in his tenement-house work that Richard Gilder most strikingly
RICHARD WATSON GILDER showed the quality of his courage and of his energy. It was no pleasant task self so strong was the smell of smoke notonous legal intonation. One lawyer to take the lead, as chairman of the that I thought there must be a fire close after another tried in vain to make himCommittee of Investigation appointed by by. But it was only that Mr. Gilder and self clear. Then Mr. Gilder, asking the Governor, in criticisms, for example, Chief Bresnan had come from a fire whether he might try, spoke slowly and of the corporation of Trinity Church, downtown, black of face and powdered distinctly and not in legal but in simple the most powerful and the most widely with ashes. “Can you give me a drop of words, and the man understood at once respected of the ecclesiastical organiza- whisky?" Richard asked. “I haven't and intelligently answered question tions of the city. On the other hand, any at home. The Chief doesn't want it,
after question. few knew what physical exertions the never takes it, but I am done up." Done As his interest in tenement-house con. work, as he saw it, imposed upon him. up he certainly was, yet the next thing 'ditions grew that summer, Mr. Gilder I knew, for I was in town during those he said was: “Chief, do you know what could not imagine any one else content hot months of 1894 when, as he after- I thought when you were dragging me to remain in ignorance of them. One wards wrote, he "waded heart-deep in up that last ladder? I thought you were very hot night he insisted that I should misery all summer long." Of course his mighty lucky to have me to pull, and see how the people slept outdoors-in colleagues on the Committee and many not President Cleveland.”
such outdoors as they could find, on the others took an earnest and a fruitful At another time, when I chanced to roofs and the fire-escapes. It was part in the work, but he was the heart attend one of the meetings of the Com- strange pilgrimage in our slow-moving and the soul of it, its usual and most mittee, the treasurer of Trinity Corpora- cab through the narrow streets, convincing mouthpiece, and always its tion, on the witness-stand, was asked swarming with life in the daytime, now keenest and busiest eye. To all its about a certain house owned by the cor- so dismally abandoned-looking in their multiform details he gave personal at- poration which was described as in a midnight silence, and up dark stairways tention. And, taking tenement-house very bad condition. Indignantly he to a roof whence, in the brilliant moonfires and their causes as his special field asked who had brought in such a report, light, I could see the pitiful sights my of inquiry, he was out of bed at any for it was not true. “It is true in every guide had told me about. Compassion hour of the night to go with the fire particular," said Mr. Gilder. “To me filled his heart and spoke in his few chief, whose aid he claimed, not only to too it seemed incredible when our in- words, and something like awe at the any fire of importance that occurred, vestigator brought it in, so I got up beauty of the moonlight illumining such but into it—in a fireman's coat and early this morning and saw the house a scene. Yet when we were down in the helmet, up and down in the building as for myself.” A few minutes later an- streets again and queried what might be soon as the fire was under control, led other incident showed a different side of their curious disagreeable, all-pervading and dragged by the firemen through the him-his power to put himself in an- odor, he was highly amused to recognize scorching heat and smoke, and seeing in other man's place. An Italian who was it as the smell of stale beer wafted from the end pretty much all that they saw. then on the witness-stand could not the many, many liquor saloons, and One night when I heard the familiar tap understand the questions put to him in more than once on the way home he on the knocker and opened the door my- conventional legal phraseology and mo- laughingly exclaimed, “Beer, beer! No
body else ever discovered that beer is further it even though it was something or for some other reason, although he the characteristic odor of New York!” as remote from his main interests (I knew what the consequences would
That autumn he took part in a mu- remember that this happened) as the surely be if the waters of Buzzards Bay nicipal campaign, and always he had his meeting of a society for the encourage- should, in local parlance, grow “rugged." exacting editorial work. Yet his tene- ment of fine needlework.
Between him and his fire chief a very ment work never slackened, and his let. Of course no man, whatever his con. real friendship' grew up, based on both ters show how in the end it was he science, whatever his sympathies, could sides upon respect and admiration. I who went back and forth to the Capitol have worked so hard if he had not liked have a clear picture in my mind of at Albany to coach the members who to work. Mr. Gilder liked it better than Richard's amused yet deeply admiring had the tenement bills in charge, watch- anything else. His idea of resting was interest when Bresnan, taking tea with ing every move and every word and get- to turn to some other kind of activity, Mrs. Gilder, laid his napkin across his ting results that could have been eagerly, with all his heart. To take him knee and poised his cup precariously achieved in no other way. And when to drive at Marion was to give him a upon it so that his hands might illusthe report of his Committee was pub- chance, not to soothe his mind in the trate his words as he told, in his broad lished, in a huge volume of innumerable silences of the woods and the still-water brogue, "sad stories of the deaths of closely printed pages, many of them shore, but to free it of something that kings" and lively ones of their amazing filled with statistics and figures, it was
he had not yet found the time to say escapes from death-of such kings he who took charge of it and read it in as fully as he wished. And his love for among men as good firemen may be. the proof-all of it-giving up to this his place at Tyringham, Four Brooks Bresnan himself was one of these royalhard, dry task, which anyone else Farm, was a love, not only of the beauty ties, a specimen of the best type of Irishwould have intrusted to subordinates, of the region which he keenly felt in its man, fine by nature and trained to an all of his Sundays for months and many every detail, but also of the opportuni- admirable vigor of body and mind. He of his evenings, an evening often mean- ties he found on a place of his own to himself was killed not very long after ing to him what would be half the night do something worth while when he was that summer of 1894--so desperately into another.
not at his desk. After his death one of jured by the falling of the water-tank of He had a singular power of concentra
his friends said: “I hope that no one a burning factory, into which he had led tion, a power that was at command un- will write a poem saying that Gilder his men when without blame he might der the most unfavorable circumstances has gone to his rest. He would not like merely have sent them, that he died a --in brief snatches of time, in illness, in
that! Heaven to him must mean the few hours later. He knew he was dying, discomfort, in noise, amid distracting
chance to work harder than ever with- and when asked if there were any one interruptions. Because of this power, out getting tired."
besides the priest whom he wanted to and not because his wits went wool.
see he answered, “Yes-send for Mr. ,
o one could be more democratic in Gilder." This was one of the many and he was often unpunctual, often almost spirit. The brotherhood of man various rewards that the good citizen, incredibly absent-minded. He could be was not a creed with him, but an innate the friend of men, got for his labors. so absorbed in one thing that other un-selfconscious sentiment. He could not Another was the Cross of the Legion of things were for the moment non-exist- have been condescending or patronizing Honor, which came to him from France ent. Once when I was dining at his any more than snobbish. As he saw no in recognition of his civic work. house he left the table and went up- difference in essentials between the high- Zealous though he was in fighting evil stairs to the library to answer an insis- ly and the lowly placed, in any kind of when convinced of its existence, Mr. tent note, and some one who after a decent company he felt at home and Gilder was loth to believe in it, and still while went to seek him found him found a welcome. And with his power more loth to think that evil-doers realburied in his tenement-report proofs. to put himself at any one else's point of ized what they were about. And someHe had forgotten that he had had of his view, an interest in every sort of human times he regretted his own vehemence dinner nothing but the soup. Many an- enterprise and achievement, and an in- when other people saw nothing in it to other time, even in the country, I have satiable curiosity about the human soul, deplore. His verses called “The Guarknown him to forget or refuse to come he found almost any person worth talk- dians of a Sacred Trust" saved from de to his meals, and, if the food was ing to for a while. He was ready to struction for a time one of our fine old brought to him, leave it untasted for like everybody whom any one else could churches. They did what a hundred hours. Seldom consenting to remember possibly think likable, and a good many arguments, protests, and pleas in prose the frailty of his body, often really ill, others; almost everybody liked him at could not effect, showing how much, and, as I have said, tired to the point of first sight, and his devoted friends were even in this supposedly prosaic time, exhaustion, year after year he seemed of all kinds and classes, no more appre- our good causes might profit were it our to all of us barely to escape the fate ciative in the White House than on his habit to turn to art of this and of other that is generally spoken of only in jest, farm or among the fishermen at Marion. kinds for aid. But just because his to escape being “worked to death.” And These he especially delighted in, and the verses had this sort of historic interest it was this fate that overtook him in village of Marion loved and delighted in Mr. Gilder would not include them in the end.
him, although, as in other little New his collected poems. An ineffective public speaker, lacking England places, “summer people" were His activities
editor presence, strength of voice, and even rather suspiciously regarded and some within the frame of these memories only the fluency he had in conversation, of them were much disliked—the village on their personal side. No other editor nevertheless he was constantly asked to frankly saying so and acting upon its of the many for whom I have worked speak. People liked to see him, to know words. But Mr. Gilder became a local took, for their sakes, so deep an interest that he was with them, even though institution. Marion was proud as well in his authors. No other was so bent they could not really hear him. As for as fond of him, liking him as well, but upon finding, not only new writers, but the causes he was implored to father, no better, when great people came to new paths for established ones. When the committees that wanted him for seek his company as when he sought the he wanted something done, he was not chairman, the meetings over which he villagers' in long confabs on the steps afraid, if so prompted, to pick out a per. was asked to preside, they were so many of the little wooden post office. The son who could only protest that he knew and so various that his friends used to crustiest old salt unbent to him, and did nothing whatever of the subject. “Well," plead with him not to squander his time not find fault with him or laugh at him he would answer, "you can learn. Other and strength and dissipate his influence even for what I may call his lack of people have.” And as a rule he showed by being too undiscriminatingly good- seaworthiness. In fact, I think that one as much sagacity as boldness in making natured. “But it is such a good thing." of the things that Marion most admired he would protest, as though this were a in him was his persistence in going
1 Mr. James Ford tells something of this fine
fire chief in his “Forty Odd Years in the Litervalid reason why he should father or afloat, to fish with President Cleveland