During the early days on The Evening Sun he had a room in a little house at 108 Waverly Place, and took his meals in the neighborhood where he happened to find himself and where they were cheapest.

He usually spent his week-ends in Philadelphia, but his greatest pleasure was when he could induce some member of his family to visit him in New York.

I fear I was the one who most often accepted his hospitality, and wonderful visits they were, certainly to me, and I think to Richard as well.

The great event was our Saturday-night dinner, when we always went to a little restaurant on Sixth Avenue.

I do not imagine the fifty-cent table d'hote (vin compris) the genial Mr.Jauss served us was any better than most fifty-cent table-d'hote dinners, but the place was quaint and redolent of strange smells of cooking as well as of a true bohemian atmosphere.