has harsh features, supercilious manners, parts his hair down the middle, wears a single eyeglass and ill-fitting clothes.”
Notwithstanding this rather unfavorable introduction, I was most kindly and hospitably received at Chicago
It happened that I had a letter for Mr. Medill
, an elderly gentleman of Scotch descent, the editor of the chief newspaper in those parts, the Chicago Tribune
. I called on him, and we conversed amicably together.
Some time afterwards, when I had gone back to England
, a New York paper published a criticism of Chicago
and its people, purporting to have been contributed by me to the Pall Mall Gazette
It was a poor hoax, but many people were taken in and were excusably angry.
of the Chicago Tribune
amongst the number.
A friend telegraphed to me to know if I had written the criticism.
I, of course, instantly telegraphed back that I had not written a syllable of it. Then a Chicago paper is sent to me; and what I have the pleasure of reading, as the result of my contradiction, is this: “Arnold
denies; Mr. Medill
[my old friend] refuses to accept Arnold
's disclaimer; says Arnold
is a cur.”
I once declared that in England
the born lover of ideas and of light could not but feel