O.O. McIntyre
Dayton Daily News/July 16, 1914
NEW YORK. July 16. E. F. Chamberlain, a well-known Park Row newspaper man, is now living at 1119 Washington Street, Kansas City, and thereby hangs a tale. Mr. Chamberlain was returning from the West recently and in a Kansas City station picked up a copy of a publication known as the Health Reporter, which is distributed free by a philanthropic organization and is aimed to promote health. Mr. Chamberlain thought there were a lot of truths in the publication, and when he returned to New York he sent a little letter to the editor expressing his appreciation and mentioned incidentally that he was a newspaper man. On the next mail he received an offer to become an associate editor of the publication and left immediately. All of which shows that kind words are sometimes rewarded.
Charles Phelps Cushing, news editor of Collier’s, received a little story of Christmas thoughts in prison from a convict out in New Mexico last year. Cushing tried to get a suitable photograph for the story, but time went by and there was no opportunity to print the contribution. He sent the story back to the convict with a note telling how it had fared, and enclosed his personal check for $5 to recompense the man for holding the article so long. The convict sent the check back. “I can’t accept your money,” he said. “The pleasure of having corresponded with a gentleman is ample pay for my effort. P. S. –I cannot cash a check in jail.”
Alexander Moore, the Pittsburg editor, sometimes known on Broadway as Mr. Lillian Russell, has come to the defense of facial engineering. With a friend he was strolling down Broadway and two young women passed with rouged mouths and ivory noses. “It is a shame,” remarked the friend. “Why so?” said Moore. “If their natural complexions are not good enough to ‘get across,’” why shouldn’t they supplement nature with art? The natural way to get across the East River is to swim. But artifice supplies the Brooklyn bridge. The same ingenuity that devised the Brooklyn bridge devised face paints. Thus thousands of faces get across, which would otherwise sink beneath the Broadway tides.”
“Your argument is all right,” said the friend, “and I would be for it, but I think you are boosting Mrs. Moore’s game. Isn’t she sponsor for some toilet articles?”
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