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The devotion so unfailing in his relation to children would naturally
show itself in other relations. His devotion to his wife was most
pronounced. In all the world she was the only woman he loved and he
never wished to be away from her. Often she accompanied him on his
reading tours, the last journey they made together being in the summer
of ’95 to the home of Mrs. Field’s girlhood. While his wife was in
the company of her old associates, instead of joining them as they
expected, he took advantage of her temporary absence, hired a carriage
and visited all of the old scenes of their early associations during
the happy time of their love-making.
His association with his fellow-workers was equally congenial. No man
who had ever known him felt the slightest hesitancy in approaching him.
He had the happy faculty of making them always feel welcome. It was
a common happening in the Chicago newspaper office for some tramp of
a fellow, who had known him in the days gone by, to walk boldly in
and blurt out, as if confident in the power of the name he spoke――“Is
’Gene Field here? I knew ’Gene Field in Denver, or I worked with ’Gene
Field on the ‘Kansas City Times.’” These were sufficient passwords and
never failed to call forth the cheery voice from Field’s room――“That’s
all right, show him in here, he’s a friend of mine.”
One of Field’s peculiarities with his own children was to nickname
them. When his first daughter was born he called her “Trotty,” and,
although she is a grown-up woman now, her friends still call her
“Trotty.” The second daughter is called “Pinny” after the child opera
“Pinafore,” which was in vogue at the time she was born. Another, a
son, came into the world when everybody was singing “Oh My! Ain’t She
a Daisy.” Naturally this fellow still goes by the name of “Daisy.”
Two other of Mr. Field’s children are known as “Googhy” and “Posy.”
Eugene Field was born in St. Louis, Missouri, September 2, 1850.
Part of his early life was passed in Vermont and Massachusetts. He
was educated in a university in Missouri. From 1873 to 1883 he was
connected with various newspapers in Missouri and Colorado. He joined
the staff of the Chicago “Daily News” in 1883 and removed to Chicago,
where he continued to reside until his death, twelve years later. Of
Mr. Field’s books, “The Denver Tribune Primer” was issued in 1882;
“Culture Garden” (1887); “Little Book of Western Friends” (1889);
and “Little Book of Profitable Tales” (1889).
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