The "Yellow Dwarf" (in the _Yellow Book_), in an almost incoherent
scream against the literary ladies and gentlemen of the day, wails as
follows:--
"The bagman and the stockbroker's clerk (and their lady
wives and daughters) 'ave usurped his (the 'gentleman and
scholar''s) plyce, and his influence on readers; and the
pressman has picked up his fallen pen--the pressman, Sir, or
the press-woman!... With an illiterate reading mob howling at
our doors, and a tribe of pressmen scribbling at our tables,
what, in the name of the universe, can we expect? What we get;
not so?"
Well, "what we get" is (among other things) the above shriek of the
"Yellow Dwarf," who seems to do his full share of the "howling" he
attributes to the "reading mob," and who, indeed, might be better
described as the "_Yeller_ Dwarf."
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On a Sympathetic Actress.