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OF HER BOOK CHARLES
I WISH THAT EVERYONE MIGHT READ THIS LITTLE
of DeMorgan's wise and kindly hu Charles H. Caffin, who has just mour. Before his death, DeMorgan died, though he was perhaps the best brought the manuscript to the final
known art critic in chapter or two, and he left Mrs. De. Charles H. the country, was not Morgan with some notes and a very Caffin an American by birth. clear idea of what he was going to
an Englishdo. From these, Mrs. DeMorgan man, graduate of Oxford in completed the story.
1876, who came
in 1892 to take part in the decorative work of the Chicago World's Fair. Subsequently he made his home in New York, where he was at various times art critic to several prominent newspapers. He was the American editor of The International Studio, and had been a regular lecturer at both the University of Pennsylvania and the Yale School of Fine arts. How to Study Architecture was his last book, published last fall; others of his works are How to Study Pictures, The Story of French Painting, The Story of Dutch Painting, The Story of Spanish Painting.
story writer came early; indeed it was a part of his undergraduate literary output that suggested the volume published in 1895 entitled Princeton Stories- a book which is still in de. mand. Then came his newspaper experience in New York, and from it a series of newspaper stories, the most notable of which, The Stolen Story, became the title of the vol
Later it was made into a play with the same title and was produced about two hundred times. shortened into a one-act play later and also served as the vehicle for a full-length novel entitled The Day Dreamer. He wrote other successful stories-My Lost Duchess, 1908; The Girl and the Game, 1908; The Married Life of the Frederick Carrolls, 1910; and then in 1915 he produced a play in book form, And So They Were Married.
Prominent stars and managers had a chance to read it in print, but at
first they did not see A Brilliant its possibilities. One Comedy man, Roi Cooper Me
grue, a successful playwright himself, had years before seen it in manuscript and tried to place it and always believed in it. When the Franklin Sargent dramatic students produced it at a matinée last spring, he was there and said it simply had to be put on professionally. He interested the Selwyns and the play was produced (and renamed “Why Marry?"), with a cast including Nat Goodwin, Estelle Winwood, Shelley Hull, Ernest Lawford, Beatrice Beckley, Lotus Robb and Edmund Breese. Everything was done beforehand to make it a success—and it succeeded—ten weeks in Chicago and then to New York. But it was not easy-the work, the revision, the perpetual thinking about it; and this revision of the dialogue by Williams counted because his work was intelligently directed. Sparkling dialogue that seems
so spontaneous on the lips of the Mr. Cobb regarded him with the players has been hammered and en- restrained temper of one who has exgraved with finer strokes and de- plained who he was (and is) to the stroyed and built up again, so that British War Office three days in sucthe result is a modern play with the cession. best traditions of English comedy, “I am not an American officer," old and new.
corrected Mr. Cobb.
“Oh, I see," said the fitter. “Reg.
ulation British it is, sir." Devoted observers of that Dial
Mr. Cobb hated to distress him, so upon which the Sun (of New York)
he waited until the calf measuresets read the
ment, at full inhalation, had been Poetic
other day upon its noted down, whereupon he menArithmetic face these Mar
tioned casually: quisian sentiments:
“I am not a British officer." Christopher Morley says, in a piece he "Eh, what?" said the fitter, reclinwrote for one of the papers, that William
ing on his heels. “What shall I make Rose Benet, Vachel Lindsay and the editor of the Sun Dial are the three best poets in
it, sir?” the country.
“God knows,” says Mr. Cobb, deChris is a good old scout and a darned jectedly. good poet himself, besides being four of
The measuring proceeded. After the twelve best critics in America, H. L. Mencken and James Huneker being the
the Sam Browne diagonal had been other eight.
secured by means of trigonometry and a ball of twine, Mr. Cobb pre
pared to leave. The fitter seemed Irvin Cobb, who has just sailed for bewildered and somewhat depressed. Europe to write a new series of Mr. Cobb had an inspiration.
articles and a book Irvin Cobb
"I have just been appointed a
conditions, colonel on the staff of the Governor Achieves a
tells the following of Kentucky," he remarked, and was Uniform story about his
rewarded by an instant look of relief quisition of a correspondent's uni- on the fitter's face. The atmosphere form:
seemed to have cleared immeasuraGoing to a military tailor he asked bly. to be measured for something ade- “And do
you know,” says Mr. quate to his figure and station. Cobb, “when I put that uniform on
“You want an American officer's and looked at myself in the glass I uniform, I suppose?” inquired the looked like a Field Marshal in the fitter briskly.
IN GREENWICH VILLAGE
BY ANNA ALICE CHAPIN
Just a step, and you're there in the old Child Land
You had thought not to retrieve;
In the World of Make Believe;
A world that is young and gay,
Where grown-up children play!