ceeding events, and the repeated outgiving of others be-
sides Mr. Carnegie, Dr. Hale, and Professor Peabody,
whom the Pittsburg Press trots out as witnesses to its
own homilies, which are admirable, being little more
than iteration of what was said in these columns. So-
barring the duello-does not the writer of this article
think that he owes us an apology
  Alas and alack the day! We set out to defend our-
selves against a false accusation in a mock court, with
the purpose of being facetious. We meant to say a lot
of smart things of the Smart Set, and, indirectly, of our
esteemed contemporary, the Pittsburg Press.   The
words refuse to come to us. We do not mean to be
mawkish, but the dead face of that young man lying
there in the Casino at Newport comes back to us, and,
his father's friend and schoolmate, we cannot make
light of it. To say truth, no sensible man could care
anything the one way or other about the Smart Set.
The Four Hundred must be to such an one a matter of
total indifference. As to the Courier-Journal, it spoke
out a little indignantly, perhaps-somebody gaffed it,
and then it struck out-and perhaps it has regretted it
ever since because it started so many foolish pens
  The Pittsburg Press must not only apologize to us,
but it must revise its judgment. Honest indignation,
sometimes aggressively - never unthoughtedly - ex-
pressed, we own to; effervescences-impossible! How
could a man, sprung from the ranks and yet able to do
any kind of work on the force, from "legs" up-how
could a cold-nosed dog, with a life-time of newspaper
experience behind him-how could a writer, jealous of
his parts of speech and using the blue pencil at three and
sixty as he used it at three and thirty-how could such
a person "effervesce"

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