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it will not discuss the mystery at all. There is no point to a mystery without a solution. It suffices to record that a shot gun, screams, maniacal laughs, a furtive burglar and ghostly faces through the gloom are conglomerated in the interests of laughter. The first act chuckles with encouraging consistency. Thereafter, the amusement thins away. Wallace Eddinger is invariably amusing as Wallace Eddinger. He reminded one of his glorious performance in Seven Keys to Baldpate. In fact, the whole evening had the ring of the comic mystery which George M. Cohan concocted so adroitly these ten long years ago.
Alexander Woollcott-"Pretty funny, some of it, in spots. Pretty tedious, most of it, in stretches."
The Passing Show of 1924. A vast collection of performers, headed by James Barton, burgeoned forth at the Winter Garden in the best revue of that hardy and decorative series. Lulu McConnell (plump, tough and funny), the Lockfords (intricately acrobatic dancers), Olga Cook (she sings), and Jack Rose (destroys straw hats) were mainly helpful. Barton further proves that he is preeminent on the American stage as a comedian-dancer. There were stunning supplies of costumes and abbreviations that passed for costumes; there was music of masterly flavor; there was a shattering supply of color. But most important of all is the fact that the runway and smoking have been restored to their former glory at the Winter Garden.
The Green Beetle. Critics departed from the opening exercises of this curiously mingled melodrama with varying impressions. Some of them encouraged it with seemingly preposterous praise; others damned it desperately. It all depends upon one's cast of mind. If one is easily susceptible to the winding spell of the Theatre, The Green Beetle will seem a masterpiece of violent suspense. If one is captious and wary of the trade tricks, it will seem inept and valueless.
In a curio shop of San Francisco's Chinatown, Chang Hong plotted revenge on an American who had stolen his sweetheart long ago. Killing the man, he enslaves his wife and seeks to trick the daughter into his web of villainy. He is one of these fearfully wily stage Chinamen who suddenly contract a bad case of stupidity at the critical moment.
Ian Maclaren, Florence Fair and Lee Patrick seem the most advantageously imbedded in the cast. Miss Patrick is most astonishingly beautiful and possessed of favorable talent. She will probably be heard of later as an ingredient in more important fare than The Green Beetle.
Open All Night reiterated the old truth that subtlety and character study are impossible on the screen. The play of character between a cultured lightweight (female) and a sixday bicycle-rider, and between the lightweight's husband and the rider's street girl is unsatisfying because their faces, not their wits, are in the focus. The scenes are at the Cirque d'Hiver in Paris during the closing hours of six-day bicycle race. Adolphe Menjou, Jetta Goudal and Raymond Griffith offer three of the best performances ever concentrated in one film.
Sinners In Silk. Modern youth again fairly aimiably concerned with nothing in particular. Profitable only for a great deal of expensive scenery and Adolphe Menjou.
Merton of the Movies. Lacking the smouldering satire of the book, deprived of the caustic cleverness of the play, slightly distorted as to plot, the camera version of Merton Gill still reveals him as one of the strong men in the cinema side-show. Probably the heart of the story is too vigorous to skip a beat just because certain outward features are differently applied. Merton has now been played in all the available rôles, differently each time and each time with enviable effect.
Beulah Baxter, the "wonder woman of the silver screen," is omitted; Harold Parmalee, the languid leading man, bulges into an important part as villain. The remainder of the tale has been simplified and movie-ized. It remains a brilliant picture.
Glenn Hunter paints an unforgettable portrait as the hero, even as he did on the stage. Viola Dana did not quite do credit to the Montague girl. There was one custard pie.
Is it possible for a woman to paint a great picture? This question, a hoary one, was revived last week by a critic in directing attention to the symposium of art reviewers (males); it was answered in the negative. Women, said they, have lost the fine impulse for original creation in the centuries of artistic repression which they have undergone. "Paint they can, but not on canvas," said the critics.
The fact is that no woman has ever produced an immortal picture; also that a number of women in every century have produced very creditable ones. Penelope of Mytelene won fame with her character sketch of Theodosius, the Juggler. Pliny praised the paintings of Eirene. In Bruges, when the Van Eycks were teaching the world how to paint in oils, Margaretha, their sister, worked as their equal. Even in 17th Century France, age of the précieuse in living and painting, there were a number of women adept in the academic art of the period. A few years ago, Rosa Bonheur painted some oxen, a bull, some horses; Mary Young Hunter brought to life dreaming children and proud old ladies.
Said Mrs. Phoebe Stabler, woman exhibitor in the Royal Academy: "Whether centuries of repression are responsible for the fact that women have produced no great art, or whether the fact that they have produced no great art is responsible for their centuries of repression is a debatable question. In the past, women have made children instead of art the end of their creative impulse. In the future, there is no reason why the world should not see great women painters." A swaggering Rubens in rolled stockings? A Titian in a toque?
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Classics and History students read with excitement an announcement from Naples that one Professor di Martino-Fusco, recluse paleographer, had discovered a complete collection of 150 codices, comprising the 142 books of Titus Livius, Roman historian (59 B.C.-A.D. 17), of which only 35 books have been known to scholars since the 7th Century. The authenticity of the find was endorsed by Professor Delis, Director of the Neapolitan Library, and by Professor Nicola Barone, Director of the State Archives at Naples.
Livy wrote his history as a Roman, to raise a monument to the greatness of Rome. His work is well-nigh finally authoritative for the period from the landing of Aeneas in Italy to the death of Drusus, 9 B.C. Knowledge of the contents of the lost books was derived from so-called periochae, or epitomes, an almost complete set of which was extant. The recovered books, it was said at Naples, were "destined to revolutionize the whole history of the Roman period." Professor Delis also stated that Professor di Martino-Fusco had discovered two other codices of immense importance-rumored to be a First Century life of Christ, a life of St. Januarius, Patron of Naples.
What effect, if any, had the War upon the mentality of children born within its duration? In Hoboken, 2,400 such children will enter public kindergarten classes this Fall. Superintendent Keeley announced that they are to undergo scrutiny and tests for the next three years. From the data collected, generalizations upon "War children" will be drawn.
- Meiklejohn College?
"What will he do next?" was the question in university circles when Dr. Alexander Meiklejohn resigned the presidency of Amherst College last year after a lively spat over educational theories with the alumni and trustees (TIME, June 25, 1923, et seq.). Last week the Boston Transcript published an answer to the question.
According to the Transcript, Dr. Meiklejohn had spent most of his time, since esigning and making a countrywide lecture tour, in conferring with friends and associates over plans for a $3,000,000 "independent" college. site had not been picked, but it seemed likely some abandoned school plant might be bought for reasons of economy. The faculty had not been announced, but would probably include a
number of Amherst professors who resigned with Dr. Meiklejohn. The endowment millions and the new student
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DR. ALEX. MEIKLEJOHN "What will he do next?"
body were still missing, but were doubtless to be recruited among people who have confidence in Dr. Meiklejohn and agree with him that a college should be small, should nurture freedom of thought and discussion, should tolerate nothing short of the best teaching, should keep free from tradition's hidebinding tendency.
Last week the children of the U. S. marched to public school. The schoolrooms that awaited them were on the whole inadequate. There was not a seat for every child; great numbers had either to go home or to interfere with the education of the rest by necessitating "part time" instruction.
In Manhattan, where last year there was a seat shortage affecting 14% of the school population, this year there were reported to be no accommodations for 28% of the children of school age and this in spite of a score of new buildings. Little excuse for Mayor Hylan and his School Board was found by critics in the fact that Manhattan has a shifting population. Five years ago, the excuse, legitimate enough, was that the Government's wartime embargo on schoolhouse construction had just been lifted.
In Chicago, seats and pupils this year total about 435,000. As school doors swung open, Superintendent of
Schools William McAndrew published his first annual report. A new broom, McAndrew was prepared to sweep clean. He had conducted tests to show the Board how faulty was Chicago's teaching system, had found "appalling," "astounding," "very disappointing"
facts about the pupils' ignorance of even the three R's and spelling. He deplored politics and blindness in the Board's past activities, lack of discipline among the teachers. Said he: "There is an organized disloyalty by a minority that has lowered respect for the pursuit of teaching and made Chicago education notorious here and elsewhere."
All the Board members agreed with McAndrew, save two. Said these: "Insult. . . slam against Chicago.. McAndrew alibis."
Chicago Tribune: "If the people of Chicago want inferiority stamped on their children they will tolerate a system which does not teach reading. writing and simple arithmetic. That is a good way to make the American heritage of these children the pick and washtub."
At the Harper Junior High School, Chicago, there was trouble. The school had been changed from an ordinary eight-grade grammar school to a new type called "junior high" school because it excluded the lower grades. Pupils belonging in the lower grades were told, upon reporting, to go to different "feeder" (lower grade) schools in other parts of the city. They went home instead, told their parents. The parents stormed Harper, milled about its halls, demanded of Principal Harrower reason why their children had to leave the neighborhood to attend school, thus risking their lives in Chicago traffic, thus wasting time, wearing out shoes. Principal Harrower, protected by police, tried to address the irate elders, was jeered, hissed, booed, called "liar," "sneak." The parents sought an injunction to prevent Harper being a junior high school, were refused.
In Philadelphia, the number of children receiving part-time instruction was reduced from 40,000 (last year's figures) to 15,000. Seven new buildings were opened; others pronounced nearly complete.
In Orange, N. J., Albert Reamer, 15, Negro, resented having to go back to school, calculated that if his mother were sick he would not have to. He therefore, unknown to his mother, ordered loads of coal from all local dealers, sent four taxicabs to the house. sent ten gallons of ice cream, an ambulance, the fire department. Mrs. Reamer fainted upon the arrival of the ambulance. Albert was detected, arrested when he sent in a second fire alarm.
Son of an Amazon
Last week, there slipped into Manhattan an unostentatious man, one He Marshall, a private secretary. was cornered by newspaper reporters. "What is your employer doing?" they asked.
Reluctantly, he admitted a few facts. His employer had spent $500,radio 000 constructing a private broadcasting station on his estate. According to reports from England, his employer's radio programs were better heard across the Atlantic than those of any other radio station. What else was his employer doing? Well, he had a special telescopic photographic apparatus from Germany with which he was able to take photographs of ships far out at sea with as much detail as if they had been close to land. Anything in the line of radio? Well, his employer had constructed a $200,000 laboratory to experiment in transmitting motion pictures by radio. Any success? was a little early to say. He had succeeded in transmitting moving pictures by radio for a distance of 60 ft. Of course, it must not be taken as a prophecy. Dr. Samuel W. Stratton, President of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, was öperating and sending down experts to assist in the experiments. If progress went on as it had begun, motion pictures by radio might possibly be achieved in a year.
The reporters rushed away to their city editors. Movies by radio had been talked of before but no startling successes had been achieved in that direction. The interest of the story hung entirely on the employer of the private secretary. Who was
He was Colonel E. H. R. Green, W. M. A. F. The letters after his name are not a royal distinction. They are the signature of his radio broadcasting station. And who is Colonel Green? He is the only son of the late Hetty Green.
And Hetty Green? She was reputed to be the richest woman in the U. S., called the "Amazon of Finance," called (25 years ago) one of the four most discussed women in America. (The other three were Mrs. Astor, Julia Ward Howe, Mrs. O. H. P. Belmont.) Her father, Edward Mott Robinson, came from a long line of wealthy people. He told her not only to conserve, but to add to his millions. At eight, she opened her first bank account. When she a debutante (before the Civil
HETTY GREEN'S SON
He lives jovially
was an aristocrat, but chiefly in manShe did not speculate with her wealth, but invested in railroads, in Standard Oil. She was of Quaker stock, which may explain her frugality, but she turned Episcopalian. She married Edward H. Green. She replied to Suffragists who requested her aid: "I do not approve of Suffrage. A woman's place is in her home, taking care of her husband and children. I took care of my husband and his stomach; and he lived to be 83." She gave freely to schools and took low-interest mortgages on churches. She herself lived to be 81 and died in 1916.
Her daughter married Matthew Astor Wilks, a great-great-grandson of John Jacob Astor. Her son, Edward Howland Robinson Green, was born in 1868, in Langham, London, while the Greens were touring abroad. When he was 21, she gave him a million-fearing to give him more lest he marry an actress. As a matter of fact, he did not marry until he was 49, after his mother's death, and then he did not marry an actress. He has no children. He was graduated from Fordham College at 20. His first job was as section hand on a railroad. Later he became superintendent and managing director of the O. & M. R. R. He now owns the Texas & Midland. He
got his title of Colonel as did Colonel House, from an appointment to the staff of the Governor of Texas.
Now he is retired. He lives jovially on his 300-acre estate, Round Hills, at South Dartmouth, Mass., said to be worth three million dollars. He inherited $175,000,000 from his mother. His income from her estate, aside from his own properties, is reported as one million a year. He has lost one leg; the other is slightly rheumatic-so he rides about on the seven miles of paved roads on his estate in a small electric car. He keeps 300 employes and has 32 residences for them. On his estate is a swimming pool, oil heated for cold weather. His hobbies are radio and color photography; and he conducts his radio station and his laboratories on his estate. A millionaire, perhaps, but also an experimenter and a major patron of Science. Movies by radio? Perhaps. At any rate, money won't stand in the way.
Assets and Liabilities
Amundsen succumbed last week, not to the rigors of nature, but to the rigors of man. In his native Christiania, he filed a voluntary petition in bankruptcy and asked for a public receivership, believing that he is solvent. Some time ago (TIME, July 7, AERONAUTICS) he was unable to pay for two airplanes which he had ordered for a polar flight.
His chief assets are believed to be his vessel, the Maud, now drifting across the North Pole, frozen in the ice, and a house near Christiania.
The "Executive Interim Committee❞— such is the extraordinary name by which a group of naval officers and scientists is known. They have been meeting in Washington planning the initial steps of the proposed Naval Oceanographic Survey. For the first expedition of the summer they have planned a trip through the Gulf of Mexico and Caribbean Sea, possibly to be extended through the Panama Canal to the Galapagos Islands. They have tentatively decided on the Solace, a merchant vessel of 5,000 tons, built in 1896 and converted into a hospital ship during the Spanish-American War, as their conveyance.
After the Executive Interim Committee has matured its plans, they will be presented to a larger conference which will lay a program before the Secretary of the Navy; and, if all goes well, the
matter will go to Congress, which will make the small appropriation necessary. Then, sometime in the summer of 1925, the expedition should set out.
The objects of the expedition will be as numerous as the sciences which it will represent. They are: to discover and examine the resources of the sea with a view to their development; to provide data for facilitating navigation and radio communication; to study various means, direct and indirect, of safeguarding human life; above all, to learn.
The importance of its work depends on a number of complicated natural relations, linked together much like the cow with the crumpled horn and her associates. For example: The rainfall of the South and Middle West is derived mostly from water evaporated from the Gulf of Mexico. This depends on the temperature of the air and the sea, the nature of the winds, the salinity of the sea. All this affects our great farming regions. On the other hand, the soil of our great farming regions, carried down as silt by the Mississippi River, is deposited on the floor of the Gulf. It carries with it food on which small oceanic organisms thrive. On these, in turn, fish feed. On fish, men feed. Also, the weight of millions of tons of silt on the Gulf floor may be responsible for volcanic eruptions and earthquakes in the Caribbean region. These, in turn, may dissolve in the ocean great quantities of chemicals which kill fish or the small animals on which the fish subsist.
A meteorologist of the U. S. Weather Bureau happened to be looking out of the window of his office building in lower Manhattan. His view was across the harbor towards Governor's Island. Suddenly he saw, close to Governor's Island, a tapering cloud coming down to a point within some 700 ft. of the water. Up from the water rose a column of spray. It was perhaps 100 ft. in diameter and 50 ft. high. The spout travelled rapidly northward for about a mile in the course of five minutes and then disappeared. Fortunately, no incoming liners or plying ferry boats were in its path. It whisked a few pieces of lumber from a passing barge but otherwise no damage was done. It was the first waterspout ever observed in New York Harbor, and the good burghers of the city were inclined to view it with alarm.
As a matter of fact, waterspouts are seldom dangerous. They are most frequently seen from the northern coast of Cuba to the 40th parallel, and from the Atlantic Coast to the Bermudas. As many as three large spouts have been observed at once; once six were observed in half an hour and 30 in the course of a day.
Catholics united on Defense Day. American prelates designated religious observances, wrote pastoral letters. Perhaps the most eloquent was that of the former Catholic Chaplain-General: "Reverend and Dear Father-In will
PATRICK CARDINAL HAYES He quoted Habakkuk
ing compliance with the official proclamations of the President of the U. S. and the Governor of the State of New York, fixing Friday, Sept. 12, as Defense Test Day, I herewith direct that special services be held in all the churches of this diocese on that day for the safety of the Republic, in the abiding benediction of peace, contentment and prosperity.
"Lest we become a 'nation without counsel and without wisdom' (Deut. xxxii., 28), there is need of a wise preparedness and unremitting watchfulness, not only of our defensive lines against foes without, but also of our moral and spiritual strength, the strongest possible and the most essential safeguard of our national, social, family and individual life. More terrible and irresistible than a conquering army in battle array is the moral and spiritual power of a God-fearing and God-loving people.
"Some trust in chariots and some in horses; but we will call upon the name of the Lord our God.' (Ps. xx.) The Lord of Hosts will come, as speaks the Prophet Habakkuk (iii., 8), with His horses and His chariots, to save Israel and take up his bow for the defense of His people. Unless the Lord be our
protection, then the most redoubtable military defense built by man will be in vain.
"Holy Writ presents us with the picture of David and Goliath, teaching the relative value of might against right, of physical prowess against spiritual courage. Humanly speaking, it was folly for David to challenge Goliath. But, with God's blessing, the staff, the scrip, the stone and sling of the shepherd boy, symbolic of spiritual power, prevailed signally over the sword, the spear and the shield of the giant warrior, typical of brute force.
"It behooves us all to pray that our Heavenly Father may continue to bless our beloved America, and lead our people in the way of the Prince of Peace; that, loving justice and hating iniquity, our glorious Republic may be endowed with spiritual power from on high, which will give an invincible strength in defense to our Army and Navy, so worthy of the admiration and confidence of the nation.
"Faithfully yours in Christ, (signed) "PATRICK CARDINAL HAYES, "Archbishop of New York."
Protestants divided. Some held services, made speeches, paraded. Others, crying "Prussianism," remained aloof.
Meanwhile, the Federal Council of Churches sent out elaborate instructions for a Mobilization for Peace. The Peace movement within Protestant churches was begun by the socalled liberals. It has swept the country.
These deficits occurred in spite of the low cost of editorial content, and give point to the advocacy of one big Christian daily, heavily financed and nationally circulated. Also they enlist sympathy for the present Methodist scheme of making standard boiler-plate "insides" to be shipped to all the Methodist publications.
However, the deficits are by no means shocking when one considers: a) The large circulation of these almost advertisingless papers;
b) The deficits incurred by intellectual, radical, ultra-conservative or otherwise-designated magazines of political propaganda.
When Justice John Richard Caverly had finished reading the record of the Leopold-Loeb trial a fortnight ago, he "retired" to "think out" his duty under the Law and to write his brief opinion, and even friends were kept away from his door. So, it is said, the world was shut out of his mind. Alone, with the essential facts of the testimony and the applicable points of law, as raised by opposing counsel, he decided whether two human beings should live or die, a responsibility usually shared by the twelve men of a jury.
Few judges have become widely known because of the part they had in any given trial. Sir George Jeffreys, Chief Justice of the Court of King's Bench, "whose yell of fury. sounded like the thunder of the Judgment Day," after presiding (1685) at a series of trials known to history as the "bloody assizes," gained what Macaulay has described as "an unenviable immortality." (Macaulay's History of England, chapter IV.) Kenesaw Mountain Landis, tsar of professional baseball, became a national character when, as U. S. District Judge, Northern District of Illinois, he tried (1907) the Standard Oil rebate cases and impressed a fine of $27,000,000 (a new world's record). But scores of lawyers to one judge have made enduring public reputations out of participating in one fa
mous case. Almost everybody associates the names of William Travers Jerome, as prosecutor, and those of Delphin M. Delmar and Martin W. Littleton, as counsel for the defense, with the several Thaw trials. Hundreds of people today can tell you that James W. Osborne prosecuted (1900) and John G. Milburn and George Gordon Battle defended Molineux. But even lawyers have to turn to the files of old newspapers to find out the names of the judges who presided at these famed trials.
The judiciary today, in its function as interpreters of the Constitution, is, as President Coolidge said last week in his Baltimore speech (see Page 1), the guardian of the people's liberties. But, when the procedure of our trial courts was being framed, judges were the last instruments of tyranny. They did the will of arbitrary rulers long after armed retainers, docile sheriffs and standing armies had lost their terrors. To protect society against
Lord Jeffreys, the procedure of a trial, especially a criminal trial, was designed to check the power of the judge and to increase the importance of counsel and jury.
And yet, the power of a judge is very real, his responsibilities are very
The world was shut out
great, and his qualifications should be very high. "He is supposed," writes Judge Wells in his thoughtful book, The Man In Court (Putnam), "to know the law, at least he ought to know court procedure and the law of his state thereon by heart. In New York State, for example, the Code of Civil Procedure is 500,000 words long. He is bound to take judicial notice without being told of all the statutes of the State Legislature, which are being passed at the rate of 600 a year. He is also supposed to know the laws of the U. S. and to be thoroughly familiar with the latest decisions of the Supreme Court of the U. S., and those for the past 125 years. He must understand and look as if he knew beforehand any decision of the courts of his own state cited, which are conveniently and neatly printed in 219  New York Court of Appeals Reports, 173 volumes of the Appellate Division Reports, and 96 volumes of the Miscellaneous Reports, to say nothing of the opinions and decisions which are not printed at all. His knowledge of the law is a fearful and wonderful thing; he must have an oceanic mind."
Time, passing on over the heads of men, nations, newspapers, brought the end of a century* upon the Springfield Republican. On Sept. 8, 1824, its first issue "was printed on a crude hand press in a straggling country town [Springfield, Mass.] marked by running brooks and illdrained marsh land where now are well-paved streets and steel-framed buildings."
Time was when the "S. R." stood out as one of the distinguished newspapers of the U. S. Its editorial page was notably independent, forceful, judicious. Today, it carries better news than ever, its editorials have not changed in character, it is still distinguished; but it does not "stand out." There are so many newspapers in the U. S. now that the best of them, like good men in a crowd, are lost to the general sight. Save in Springfield and adjacent towns, people no longer ask: "What did the 'S. R.' say?"
As any centenarian would, the Republican told its life history, ran a large birthday cartoon and birthday editorial, received congratulations from its friends (including President Coolidge, Chief Justice W. H. Taft, Speaker Gillett, Governor Cox of Mass.), gave a birthday party to which all "alumni" of the paper were invited. Among those who might have attended:
Solomon Bulkley Griffin, who retired in 1919 after a service of 47 years, for most of which time he had been Managing Editor; Ernest Howard, editorial writer on The New York World; Talcott Williams, Prof. Emeritus of the Pulitzer School of Journalism; Thoreau Cronyn, Managing Editor of Collier's Weekly; Col. George B. M. Harvey, Editor of the North American Review; J. F. Bresnahan, Business Manager of The New York World; Herbert L. Bridgman, publisher of the Brooklyn Standard-Union; Louis A. Coolidge, Treasurer of the United Shoe Machinery Company and candidate for the U. S. Senate; Robert Lyman of The New York World; Walter I. Robinson, Managing Editor of the Cleveland Times and Commercial; Archer H. Shaw, editorial writer of the Cleveland Plain Dealer; George K. Turner, novelist; E. R. Stevenson, Editor of the Waterbury Republican; Professor W. B. Maulsby of the department of journalism at the University of Iowa; John T. Winterich, Managing Editor of the American Legion Weekly; E. S. Burrows of the department of journalism at the University of Michigan; Malcolm W. Davis, Associate Editor of Our World; Henry R. Luce, President of TIME; Thomas E. Steward of the department of journalism at the University of Minnesota; Prof. Frank J. Murray of Marquette College, Wis.; Walter Hoff Seely, publisher of Success; J. Oscar Simmons of the department of journalism, Syracuse Univ.; Prof. Frank R. Thayer of the department of journalism in Northwestern Univ.; Walter S. Ball of the Providence Journal; E. T. Shurter of the Hartford Courant; Arthur Sweetser for several years
*Others with whom time has dealt similarly: Hartford Times (founded 1817), Hartford Courant (1764), New Haven Regis ter (1812), New Haven Journal-Courier (1766), Hampshire Gasette (1783), Pittsfield Eagle (1789), New York Evening Post (1801).