CHAPTER VIII.

BRITISH JOURNALISTS IN PARIS.

It was my privilege to know most of the journalists representing the

leading English papers, frequently meeting them at the various public

functions and on other occasions. They are truly a body of men of whom

the Nation may be proud. Most agreeable to meet and keen in their work,

so much so that very little escapes their notice.

The “Times” was represented during most of my chaplaincy by that truly

remarkable man M. O. de Blowitz. It was said of him that on one occasion

at least (in 1875) he saved France from war. His achievements during

the Franco-German war in 1870 are well known. He was not striking in

appearance: small, nearly bald, rather insignificant looking, so that

it was hard on first acquaintance to realize that he was the man whose

deeds had startled Europe on more than one occasion. He was, I believe,

Austrian by birth, but French by naturalization. His communications to

the “Times” were, I understand, always in French; indeed, he was latterly

more French than anything else.

I once heard him try to make a speech in English, and it was evidently

with considerable difficulty. He was naturally a constant visitor at the

Embassy, and was an especial favourite with the late Earl of Lytton and

his family. I used often to see him driving in the Champs Elysées, and

to meet him at banquets and other occasions. In December, 1902, the

colleagues of M. de Blowitz joined in making him a presentation in token

of their admiration and esteem. About a month after this, in January,

1903, he passed away. His funeral was a very representative one, a large

number of his friends joining in the last tribute. With the modern

restrictions upon war correspondents, can there ever be another Blowitz?

M. de Blowitz was succeeded by M. Lavino, who had formerly been upon the

staff of the “Daily Telegraph” in their Paris office, and was afterwards

in Vienna. I met M. Lavino soon after he came to Paris, and he made what

struck me then as a peculiar remark. After some moments conversation, he

said, “You know, Dr. Noyes, you will have to bury me.” Of course I said I

hoped not, but he seemed to have a presentiment then that his days were

numbered.

M. Lavino, though not so well known as M. de Blowitz, had had a

distinguished career. He was in Paris when the Franco-German War broke

out as secretary to General Salazar, Minister of Ecuador in Chicago.

When the ill-fated Marshal Bazaine was being condemned by the French

for supposed treachery, M. Lavino contrived to obtain a letter from him

in his own defence. From this time his success was assured. Later he

assisted Sir Campbell Clarke on the Paris staff of the “Daily Telegraph,”

and subsequently went to Vienna to represent the same paper. In 1892

he was appointed to represent the “Times,” and upon the death of M. de

Blowitz was called to Paris. It was commonly said that M. Lavino did

much to help on the “Entente Cordiale,” not so much by what he wrote as

by bringing together leading men of both nations, and so encouraging

a better understanding between them. M. Lavino frequently expressed

himself as favouring the action of the French Government in its late

struggle with the Roman Catholic Church. M. Lavino struck me as a kindly

gentleman, observant, not fond of society—a man one could safely trust.

He died suddenly on the evening of August 4th of strangulated hernia and

diabetes, the latter being a disease from which he had long suffered.

The “Daily Telegraph” was represented almost all my time by Sir Campbell

Clarke. He was a man of large means, having married a daughter of a

proprietor, and occupied a fine apartment in the Champs Elysées. He was a

most genial, kind man. The late Lady Campbell Clarke was always ready to

help the needy, and frequently assisted me in our charities by monetary

help.

Sir Campbell Clarke was most ably assisted for many years by Mr. W. F.

Lonergan and Mr. Ozane. The former has left Paris, while Mr. Ozane still

plies his busy pen in La Ville Lumière. I feel sure that readers of the

“Daily Telegraph” always enjoy “Paris day by day,” written in such a

“newsy” style, and giving all the salient (though sometimes unsavory)

points in passing events. I owe a large debt of gratitude to the Paris

staff of the “Daily Telegraph” on account of many kindnesses received.

Mr. Hely Bowes and Mr. Farman represented the “Standard,” succeeded

by Messrs. Adkin Raphael and Pountney. Mr. Farman’s son is very much

before the public at the present time, having invented one of the most

successful of the Flying Machines. I knew Mr. Hely Bowes and his family

very well. They were regular members of my congregation in the Rue

d’Aguesseau. Mr. Bowes was a singularly good French scholar and very

witty. He was born and brought up in France. His father was, I believe,

at one time upon the staff of the “Galagnani Messenger.” I remember upon

one occasion sitting near him at a banquet. He was pouring out stories

and witticisms to his neighbour, a French Deputy. The Minister was heard

to ask afterwards “Who is that remarkable Englishman? He speaks and tell

stories like a Frenchman.”

Mr. Hely Bowes died during my chaplaincy. I visited him at the last, and

was the first to convey the sad news to Sir H. Austin Lee at the Embassy,

where he was so well known.

As I passed the Lodge I told the Concierge what had happened, and raising

his hands he exclaimed “par exemple”—it seemed to me a curious expression

on such an occasion.

The “Daily News” and the “Morning Post” were represented by Mr. J.

Macdonald and Mr. Raper, the latter of whom I knew very well.

Mr. Raper succeeded Mr. Arthur Gill (son of my predecessor, the Rev.

Howard Gill), who for a short time represented the “Morning Post.”

The “Daily Mail” now occupies a unique and very important position among

the English papers obtainable abroad. Having, in addition to a special

wire, a printing establishment in Paris, they can produce a fac-simile

edition of the London issue every morning.

In times of National anxiety especially, it would be hard to

over-estimate the boon of such a paper. We had no such advantage, e.g.,

in the Boer War, and the anxious longing for the evening post was very

trying, especially when one had relatives or friends in the Army. The

French papers gave short telegrams, but these were often misleading and

sometimes untrue, and only added to the anxiety. But now this is changed,

and one can get a fairly full account of English doings at the breakfast

table in Paris.

As the paper can be dispatched by the early morning trains, those in the

South of France and other parts get their British news at least twelve

hours earlier than heretofore.

During most of the time Mr. McAlpin represented this paper, whom I well

knew. Mr. Lane was also upon the staff, and some others. Mr. McAlpin is

now no longer on the Paris staff of the “Daily Mail,” and was succeeded

by Mr. J. B. Brandreth, who is well known in the journalistic world. The

“Daily Mail” has been the death of the “Galagnani Messenger” which used

to be so well known upon the Continent.

For the American Colony in Paris there is no paper like the “New York

Herald.” This paper, owned by Mr. J. Gordon Bennett, is a remarkable

publication, produced it is said at a loss, very chatty, and containing

daily current news from America. Before the “Daily Mail” came to the

front, most English people took the “New York Herald,” as it gave a

certain amount of English news from the papers of the day, and whetted

the appetite for the London paper which arrives in the evening.

Mr. J. Gordon Bennett is a well-known figure in Paris. He is said to be

several times over a millionaire—spends freely, and is a great traveller

and sportsman. He has the knack of getting the men he wants upon the

staff of his paper, and of getting the best out of them. But I am told

the tenure of office there is rather precarious. Many of the journalists

of Paris have been at one time or another on the staff of his paper.

I have also heard it said that the name of no person disliked by the

proprietor is allowed to appear in the paper. The Editor publishes at

times all letters, etc., even though they revile the paper and things

American. A letter from an “old Philadelphian lady” has been repeated

daily for some years!

I received much kindness from the “Herald” during my chaplaincy. I was

never charged for any advertisement, and any communications I sent were

always inserted.

Another journalist whom I often met was Mr. Clifford Millage, who was

the Paris correspondent of the “Daily Chronicle,” and an ardent Roman

Catholic. He was fond of discussing theological subjects—an able man,

and well thought of among his confrères. He passed away in 1903. I may

also mention Mr. Strong, Mr. Longhurst, and Mr. Fullerton, among those

from whom I received kindness from time to time. I was brought a good

deal into contact with the late Mr. Cuntz, who managed the “American

Register”—owing to serious illness in his family.

Besides the journalists of the sterner sex, there are also ladies who are

well known as brilliant writers for various society and other papers.

I may mention among those whom I was privileged to know, Mrs. Emily

Crawford. This lady was in Paris during the war of 1870, and the almost

more terrible Commune that followed. She writes for the “Daily News” and

“Truth,” and has published a memoir of our late beloved Queen, under the

title “Victoria, Queen and Ruler.” Mrs. Crawford is well known in all

literary circles in Paris.

Mrs. Alison Robson I knew for almost the whole of my chaplaincy. She is

a clever writer for the “Queen,” under the nom de plume of E. de Campo

Bello. Mrs. Robson went as special correspondent to the Hague at the time

of the wedding festivities of the Queen of Holland; and also Madrid, when

the King of Spain came of age. She gave us a most interesting account of

these visits.

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