only old Powell in the sanctum, when the
squabble devolved upon Thomson. He had penned
an uncalled for personality on an actor in the Tri-
bune, saying he looked like an insane jackass,
with his mane over his eyes. That paragraph old
Powell with his usual proclivity to mischief, had
commented upon, charging the asininity of the critic
and inquiring why �rowdies and short-boys� were per-
mitted wield the pen &c. Mort produced the
paper, demanded if he, Powell were the author.
T. P. swelled, shuffled, looked oracular, refused
to answer, said Mr Leslie was alone responsible for
all that appeared in the paper &c &c &c. Wilkins
Junior, Powell�s ex-sneaky boy came to his father�s
rescue, when Mort who had done the extremely
indignant and dramatic, ordered him off with
outstretched finger, he obeying, metaphorically
with his tail between his legs. Of course
Mort was an ass for resenting the affair, which
inevitably ended in smoke, old Powell promising
to retract and apologize! Sol had a bit
of a recontre with vulturous Watson some weeks
back, pushing him down the steps at the entrance
from the street. Not a very brave action as the
fellow is known to be a coward.
11. Monday. Wrote editorial on the N.Y. Times
for the Century. In doors, hard at it all day.
Cahill up (out of luck) in the afternoon.