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University of California Berkeley Gift of PHILA ROGERS & LINDA COSKI in memory of their father HAROLD WILLOUGHBY VARIED TYPES This Edition, printed by the Town Talk Press, is limited to Seventy-five Copies, signed by the Author, of which this is VARIED TYPES BY EDWARD F. O'DAY TOWN TALK PRESS SAN FRANCISCO 1 915 FOREWORD HAPPENS sometimes that the notes of a conversation supply the student of an epoch or condition with certain valuable material for which he might ITlook in vain among more formal records. What is on the tip of a man's tongue may not infrequently be more interesting than his carefully considered utterances. There are times when the interviewer succeeds in interpreting a man's thoughts more accurately than that man, with pen in hand, could himself interpret them. All of the following articles were based on personal interviews. They are selected from a series of sketches which were contributed to the pages of Town Talk during the past four years and a half. Their preservation was suggested by the thought that they might possess a more than ephemeral interest. Page FOREWORD 7 DR. ALBERT ABRAMS ... 15 GERTRUDE ATHERTON 21 THEODORE BELL 25 JOHN A. BRITTON 30 RICHARD BURKE 35 VINCENT K. BUTLER 40 GIUSEPPE CADENASSO 45 JAMES W. COFFROTH 50 FRANK DAROUX 56 CHARLES DE YOUNG 62 M. H. DE YOUNG 67 FRANK C. DREW 73 DENNIS M. DUFFY 78 MILTON H. ESBERG 83 LA LOIE FULLER 88 A. P. GIANINNI 93 JACOB J. GOTTLOB 98 EDWARD M. GREENWAY ......... 104 JAMES K. HACKETT 110 HENRY HADLEY 115 LEWIS E. HANCHETT 120 CHARLES F. HANLON 123 BISHOP EDWARD J. HANNA 128 RICHARD HOTALING 133 JOHN E. HOYLE 138 JOHN P. IRISH 143 GROVE L. JOHNSON 148 JOHN M. KEITH 153 GEORGE A. KNIGHT 158 ANDREW M. LAWRENCE 163 JESSE W. LILIENTHAL 171 P. H. MCCARTHY 177 GAVIN McNAB 182 CONTENTS JOHN L. McNAB JOAQUIN MILLER . CHARLES C. MOORE RICHARD E. MULCAHY . THORNWELL MULLALLY . THOMAS M. O'CONNOR . MRS. KATHARINE D. OSBOURNE CHARLES ROLLO PETERS WILLIAM A. PINKERTON GEORGE H. PIPPY . WILLIS POLK .... A. M. ROBERTSON . RENNIE P. SCHWERIN JOSEPH SCOTT . DR. GEORGE FRANKLIN SHIELS FRANK SHORT SAMUEL M. SHORTRIDGE GEORGE STERLING . MRS. GAILLARD STONEY AGNES TOBIN .... RICHARD M. TOBIN RICHARD WALTON TULLY JAMES T. TURNER . RAPHAEL WEILL GEORGE X. WENDLING . D. A. WHITE .... MRS. LOVELL WHITE JAMES WOODS .... ILLUSTRATIONS Facing Page DR. ALBERT ABRAMS ... 16 THEODORE BELL 26 JOHN A. BRITTON .... .... 30 RICHARD BURKE .... 36 VINCENT K. BUTLER .... 46 GIUSEPPE CADENASSO 46 JAMES W. COFFROTH 50 FRANK DAROUX 56 CHARLES DE YOUNG 62 M. H. DE YOUNG 68 FRANK C. DREW 74 DENNIS M. DUFFY 78 MILTON H. ESBERG .... 84 LA LOIE FULLER 88 A. P. GIANINNI 94 JACOB J. GOTTLOB 98 EDWARD M. GREENWAY 104 JAMES K. HACKETT 110 HENRY HADLEY 116 CHARLES F. HANLON . 124 BISHOP EDWARD J. HANNA 128 RICHARD HOTALING 134 JOHN E. HOYLE 138 JOHN P. IRISH 144 GROVE L. JOHNSON .... 148 JOHN M. KEITH 154 GEORGE A. KNIGHT 158 ANDREW M. LAWRENCE 164 JESSE W. LILIENTHAL 172 P. H. MCCARTHY 178 GAVIN McNAB 182 JOHN L. McNAB 188 JOAQUIN MILLER 192 ILLUSTRATIONS Facing Page CHARLES C. MOORE 198 RICHARD E. MULCAHY 204 THORNWELL MULLALLY 210 THOMAS M. O'CONNOR 214 MRS. KATHARINE D. OSBOURNE 220 CHARLES ROLLO PETERS 226 WILLIAM A. PINKERTON 230 GEORGE H. PIPPY 236 WILLIS POLK 242 A. M. ROBERTSON 248 RENNIE P. SCHWERIN 254 JOSEPH SCOTT 260 DR. GEORGE FRANKLIN SHIELS 264 FRANK SHORT 270 SAMUEL M. SHORTRIDGE .......... 274 MRS. GAILLARD STONEY 282 RICHARD M. TOBIN 290 RICHARD WALTON TULLY 296 JAMES T. TURNER 300 RAPHAEL WEILL 306 GEORGE X. WENDLING 310 D. A. WHITE 316 MRS. LOVELL WHITE 320 JAMES WOODS 326 VARIED TYPES DR. ALBERT ABRAMS O YOU ever feel the thrill of life?" asked "Reflex" Abrams, taking the interview into his own hands. I was properly noncommittal. What right had he to interview me? Besides, I did not feel altogether comfortable. There are doctors who give one an uneasy feeling. They seem to be forever diagnosing your symptoms. Their eyes look through and through you like X-rays. Their fingers seem to be itching for your pulse. You feel that if they only half tried they could convict you of all the ills in the materia medica. You to are a case while in their cease be a man ; you merely you stay company. Dr. Albert Abrams, "Reflex" Abrams as his brothers of the profession call him, affects you like that at first. There is something mephistophelian about his countenance. You can well imagine him chortling over the weaknesses of mankind, even as Mephistopheles chortled over the foolish- ness of Faust. His keen blue eyes are a little glassy, perhaps from too much peering, but they penetrate like poniards to the vital places. I had heard so much about Doctor Abrams that I was eager to meet him. Other physicians had spoken in terms of high admiration of his medical treatises. Patients had told me of his wonderful treatments, his almost miraculous cures. It had come to my ears that a visit to Abrams was as good as a visit to Nauheim for the heart-stricken and the nerve-shattered. Assuredly, I thought, if this man works the good that Nauheim does to American hearts and American nerves, the most erratic hearts and nerves in the world, he is worth knowing. I was high-keyed when I met him. From the moment that I entered Dr. Abrams' office I realized that I was under inspection. His minute scrutiny covered me from heel to crown. When he held a light to my cigar it was as though he was lifting a lantern to my soul. And so, when Dr. Abrams took the interview into his own hands, I was careful not to commit myself. Let him discover my symptoms for him- self; decidedly I should not confess them. "It is rarely indeed that I feel the joy of living," said Dr. Abrams when I had sidestepped his question. "The thrill only comes when I have discovered something. I feel like the philosopher who shouted 'Eureka!' "Who was it, by the way, that shouted 'Eureka'?" he continued eyeing me steadily. "Ah yes, Archimedes of Syracuse. Of course. I remember now that I have seen his statue there, a modern statue of course. There he is in marble, a noble figure of a man, looking out to sea, with his burning glass and lever and his books about him. Near that statue, by the way, there is a morass where papyri grow. It is supposed that in ancient times paper was made from the papyri in that morass. By Jove, it strikes me that when I was in Syracuse I bought a papyrus there. Perhaps I can find it." 15 VARIED TYPES Rising as tumultuously as he talked, Dr. Ab'rams darted into the adjoin- I never ing room in quest of the papyrus. I looked about me. Certainly had seen such a doctor's office before. It looked more like the study of a dilettante. The furniture fashions of all ages seemed to be represented there in the desk, the bookcases, the tables, the chairs, the cabinets. Just a detail in flowered to suggest the bizarre treatment : the telephone was dressed silk, the push button was mother-of-pearl set in onyx. While I was invoicing the furniture Dr. Abrams darted back with the papyrus which we admired together. The excursion to Syracuse had the effect of setting me more at my ease. I began not to fear, when suddenly all my trepidation returned, for the doctor was saying: "Yes, I am happy only when I am discovering something new in the human body. Sometimes, in fact, I am almost afraid to examine a patient, for fear of finding something new." I wonder if I shuddered? I really felt like a Pandora's box full of physiological ills that the doctor might unlock at the least provocation. What did I say? I have forgotten, but probably something about the heart (mine was beating fast) or about the spine (mine was a skating rink for cold shivers). At any rate the doctor went off on a tangent. He rushed into a discourse on spondylotherapy. Never heard of spondylotherapy? Neither had I. Hadn't the remotest notion what it was, so I asked. I learned that it was the application of physical methods to the spinal region in the cure of disease. I found too that Dr. Abrams had written a book on the subject. "It has been said," the doctor remarked, "that I have taken the most radical stand in the treatment of spinal diseases, and perhaps that's true. What the physiologist does in the laboratory I apply to the living subject. I was a pioneer in this part of the world with the X-ray, and sixteen years ago I gave out my heart reflex. I found that it was possible to contract and; dilate the heart by physical means. That discovery is the basis of the modern treatment of heart diseases. "I can make the heart stop beating. Would you like to see it done?" He offered me his pulse. Much preferring that I should take his than that he should take mine, I placed my finger on it. Then with his left hand the doctor applied pressure to the back of his neck, pressing there till his face was livid. The pulse stopped beating. There could be no doubt about it. For a moment the doctor's heart had not been pumping.