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I had a great mind to read the letter to Davis and Cecile who were on the porch but was afraid you would not like it。
I did read them an extremely impertinent enclosure which was so like the letter I sent yesterday。 That I think you got it before writing this。
。 。 。 Well I am glad about that cheque！ Have you done anything on Gallagher？ That is by far the best work you've doneoh； by farSend that to Gilder。 In old times The Century would not print the word 〃brandy。〃 But those days are over。
Two more daysdear boy
MOTHER。
In addition to his work on The Press； Richard also found time to assist his friend； Morton McMichael； 3d； in the editing of a weekly publication called The Stage。 In fact with the exception of the services of an office boy； McMichael and Richard were The Stage。 Between them they wrote the editorials； criticisms； the London and Paris special correspondence； solicited the advertisements； and frequently assisted in the wrapping and mailing of the copies sent to their extremely limited list of subscribers。 During this time； however； Richard was establishing himself as a star reporter on The Press； and was already known as a clever news…gatherer and interviewer。 It was in reply to a letter that Richard wrote to Robert Louis Stevenson enclosing an interview he had had with Walt Whitman； that Stevenson wrote the following letterwhich my brother always regarded as one of his greatest treasures：
Why； thank you so much for your frank； agreeable and natural letter。 It is certainly very pleasant that all you young fellows should enjoy my work and get some good out of it and it was very kind in you to write and tell me so。 The tale of the suicide is excellently droll； and your letter； you may be sure； will be preserved。 If you are to escape unhurt out of your present business you must be very careful； and you must find in your heart much constancy。 The swiftly done work of the journalist and the cheap finish and ready made methods to which it leads； you must try to counteract in private by writing with the most considerate slowness and on the most ambitious models。 And when I say 〃writing〃O； believe me； it is rewriting that I have chiefly in mind。 If you will do this I hope to hear of you some day。
Please excuse this sermon from
Your obliged
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON。
In the spring of 1889 Richard as the correspondent of the Philadelphia Telegraph； accompanied a team of Philadelphia cricketers on a tour of Ireland and England； but as it was necessary for him to spend most of his time reporting the matches played in small university towns； he saw only enough of London to give him a great longing to return as soon as the chance offered。 Late that summer he resumed his work on The Press； but Richard was not at all satisfied with his journalistic progress； and for long his eyes had been turned toward New York。 There he knew that there was not only a broader field for such talent as he might possess； but that the chance for adventure was much greater； and it was this hope and love of adventure that kept Richard moving on all of his life。
On a morning late in September； 1889； he started for New York to look for a position as reporter on one of the metropolitan newspapers。 I do not know whether he carried with him any letters or that he had any acquaintances in the journalistic world on whose influence he counted； but； in any case； he visited a number of offices without any success whatever。 Indeed； he had given up the day as wasted； and was on his way to take the train back to Philadelphia。 Tired and discouraged； he sat down on a bench in City Hall Park； and mentally shook his fist at the newspaper offices on Park Row that had given him so cold a reception。 At this all…important moment along came Arthur Brisbane； whom Richard had met in London when the former was the English correspondent of The Sun。 Brisbane had recently been appointed editor of The Evening Sun； and had already met with a rather spectacular success。 On hearing the object of Richard's visit to New York； he promptly offered him a position on his staff and Richard as promptly accepted。 I remember that the joyous telegram he sent to my mother； telling of his success； and demanding that the fatted calf be killed for dinner that night was not received with unalloyed happiness。 To my mother and father it meant that their first…born was leaving home to seek his fortune； and that without Richard's love and sympathy the home could never be quite the same。 But the fatted calf was killed； every one pretended to be just as elated as Richard was over his good fortune； and in two days he left us for his first adventure。
The following note to his mother Richard scribbled off in pencil at the railway…station on his way to New York：
I am not surprised that you were sad if you thought I was going away for good。 I could not think of it myself。 I am only going to make a little reputation and to learn enough of the business to enable me to live at home in the centre of the universe with you。 That is truth。 God bless you。
DICK。
CHAPTER IV
NEW YORK
Of the many completely happy periods of Richard's life there were few more joyous than the first years he spent as a reporter in New York。 For the first time he was completely his own master and paying his own waya condition which afforded him infinite satisfaction。 He was greatly attached to Brisbane and as devoted to the interests of The Evening Sun as if he had been the editor and publisher。 In return Brisbane gave him a free rein and allowed him to write very much what and as he chose。 The two men were constantly together； in and out of office hours； and planned many of the leading features of the paper which on account of the brilliancy of its news stories and special articles was at that time attracting an extraordinary amount of attention。 Richard divided his working hours between reporting important news events； writing specials （principally about theatrical people）； and the Van Bibber stories； nearly all of which were published for the first time in The Evening Sun。 These short tales of New York life soon made a distinct hit； and； while they appeared anonymously； it was generally known that Richard was their author。 In addition to his newspaper work my brother was also working on short stories for the magazines； and in 1890 scored his first real success in this field； with 〃Gallegher；〃 which appeared in Scribner's。 This was shortly followed by 〃The Other Woman；〃 〃Miss Catherwaite's Understudy；〃 〃A Walk up the Avenue；〃 〃My Disreputable Friend； Mr。 Raegen；〃 〃An Unfinished Story；〃 and other stories that soon gave him an established reputation as a writer of fiction。 But while Richard's success was attained in a remarkably short space of time and at an extremely early age； it was not accomplished without an enormous amount of hard work and considerable privation。 When he first went to New York his salary was but thirty dollars a week； and while he remained on The Evening Sun never over fifty dollars； and the prices he received for his first short stories were extremely meagre。 During the early days on The Evening Sun he had a room in