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This page from *Life* magazine contains a satirical essay about a dispute between editors. The main piece discusses a conflict where an editor (Mr. Hinkley) sued another man (Mr. Fish) over the use of the word "welcher" (someone who reneges on a debt). The satire mocks both parties—Fish for bringing the suit and Hinkley for initially using rough language, then backing down ("threw up the sponge"). The author uses this incident to critique editors generally, suggesting they lack education (advising they read *The Virginian* and Artemus Ward for perspective). The piece argues that editors should understand literature and politics better before engaging in public disputes. The page is primarily filled with period advertisements (Welch's Grape Juice, shade rollers, fishing guides) with the literary commentary occupying roughly half the space. A brief note mourns *Putnam's Magazine*'s acquisition by *Atlantic Monthly*, treating it humorously as a "death" of the publication.

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HARTSHORN SHADE ROLLERS Bear the script name of Stewart Hartshorn on label. Get “Improved,” no tacks required. Wood Rollers Tin Rollers my As a drink, Welch’s The Literary Zoo —ian Grape Juice has no equal (Continued from page 698) : . Renee Loe ? It is a product of nature, not a concoction bright lexicon of our youth there was or an artificial product. The rich flavor of no such word as “welcher.” But we : " ‘ > have consulted the Marquis of Louns- luscious Concords is as effectively retained ury rules, and can say with a certain in the glass bottle under the Welch seal as assurance that a foul word is not a : a sieges fair one. Mr. Fish was determined to in the grape berry sealed by nature. hresh it out in court. That would have proved something, whereas the bandoned style of thrashing an editor proves nothing. Still, we are glad that Mr. Hinkley threw up the sponge, apol- ogized and withdrew the wanton word It is so much simpler than saying, when you come to, that your trainer was incompetent or the gloves didn’t fit, The whole unfortunate affair may should be in every home. Serve plain, or at least serve as a warning to all edi- 7 . tors who have never taken a college with carbonated water, or in lemonade. course in journalism. Politics are im- Use it in making a punch or dessert. Order portant; no less is literature. Had Mr. : . alex Hinkley read “The Virginian” he a few bottles from your dealer. would have smiled when he said it. If your dealer doesn't keep Welch's, send $3.00 Better still, had hz known his Artemus f for trial dozen pints, express prepaid east of Omaha. Ward he would, when he came to write Sample 3-oz. bottle by mail, 10 cents. Booklet of it, have hedged his wild words with 3 40 delicious ways of using Welch's Grape Juice, free. eer Cie The Welch Grape Juice Company, Westfield, N. Y “Putnam's” Passes It is not without a pang that we note the passing of Putnam's Magazine the announcement of its purchase by the Atlantic Monthly it is called a“ merger," which, though virtually a process of de- mise, is at least attended by the mitigat- ing circumstance that surviving subscrib- ers and advertisers are permitted to send Y The reel buzzes. Pole bends like flowers. [tis not always so when 4 literary areed. Heart in your mouth. Fear— periodical passes. We have attended many funerals of the sort—generally those of in- hope—exultation and the fish is landed. That’s fants—and the interments, though always decent, have invariably been “devoid of Fishing in Maine public interest."” It commonly happens that the only sincere mourners are the . " contributors—sad in the assurance that The sport is even greater this year than ever before. The “he who dies pays all debts.” Once we streams are well stocked with trout, ouananiche and bass, and walked bareheaded. while some cae ¥ the Boston and Maine leads you to them. played a funeral march on the cash reg- Directory of Guides (only edition) ister of The Reader, and subsequently and our Fish and Game Book the administrator rewarded our fortitude with a check; but generally speaking a for the sportsman. live cashier is better than a dead editor. Maine Goes Coating If there is anything more virulent than me : a j cacoethes scribendi, it is the itch for eee es enntnatecae: ie publishing a literary magazine. Theo- retically there is always a “field ’’; (Continued on page 700) sent upon receipt of a two cent stam They containafund ai Patormation and new wrinkles comicbooks.com