I must first devote myself to the reorganization of the business end of it.

Here is a blank check.

Fill it for whatever amount you please and it will be honored.

I want you to go upstairs and organize my editorial force for me." Indignantly I replied: "Go to the devil--you have not money enough--there is not money enough in the universe--to buy an hour of my season's loaf." A year later I found him occupying with his family a splendid mansion up the Hudson, with a great stable of carriages and horses, living like a country gentleman, going to the World office about time for luncheon and coming away in the early afternoon.

I passed a week-end with him.