The Story of the Sun: New York, 1833-1918O'Brien, Frank Michael
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The Story of the Sun: New York, 1833-1918
O'Brien, Frank Michael
Sun (New York, N.Y. : 1833)
Bennett was followed in the possession of the _Herald_ by his son
and namesake. Whitelaw Reid took Greeley’s place at the head of the
_Tribune_. Dana did not like Reid in those days. In a “Survey of
Metropolitan Journalism” which appeared in the editorial columns of the
_Sun_ on September 3, 1875--the _Sun’s_ forty-second birthday--Dana
dismissed his neighbour of the then “tall tower” with--
We pass the _Tribune_ by. Our opinion of it is well known. It
is Jay Gould’s paper, and a disgrace to journalism.
Dana’s attitude toward the other big newspapers was more kindly:
The _Times_ is a very respectable paper, and more than that, a
journal of which the Republican party has reason to be proud.
It is not a servile organ, but a loyal partisan. We prefer for
our own part to keep aloof from the party politicians. They are
disagreeable fellows to have hanging about a newspaper office,
and their advice we do not regard as valuable. But we do not
decry party newspapers. They have their field, and must always
exist. The _Times_ is a creditable example of such a newspaper.
It would be better, however, if Mr. Jennings himself wrote the
whole editorial page.
The mistake of the _Times_ was in lapsing into the dulness of
respectable conservatism after its Ring fight. It should have
kept on and made a crusade against frauds of all sorts.
The _Herald_ has improved since young Mr. Bennett’s return. We
are attracted toward this son of his father. He has a passion
for manly sports, and that we like. If the shabby writers who
make jest of his walking-matches had an income of three or
four hundred thousand dollars a year, perhaps they would drive
in carriages instead of walking and dawdle away their time
on beds of ease or the gorgeous sofas of the Lotos Club. Mr.
Bennett does otherwise. He strides up Broadway with the step of
an athlete, dons his navy blue and commands his yacht, shoots
pigeons, and prefers the open air of Newport to the confinement
of the _Herald_ office.
The _World_ is a journal which pleases us on many accounts ...
but occasionally there is a bit of prurient wit in its columns
that might better be omitted. The _World_ is also too often
written in too fantastic language. Its young men seem to vie
with each other in tormenting the language. They will do better
when they learn that there is more force in simple Anglo-Saxon
than in all the words they can manufacture. We advise them to
read the Bible and Common Prayer Book. Those books will do
their souls good, anyway, and they may also learn to write less
affectedly.
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