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Adventures and Letters
by Richard Harding Davis
EDITED BY
CHARLES BELMONT DAVIS
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I。 THE EARLY DAYS
II。 COLLEGE DAYS
III。 FIRST NEWSPAPER EXPERIENCES
IV。 NEW YORK
V。 FIRST TRAVEL ARTICLES
VI。 THE MEDITERRANEAN AND PARIS
VII。 FIRST PLAYS
VIII。 CENTRAL AND SOUTH AMERICA
IX。 MOSCOW； BUDAPEST； LONDON
X。 CAMPAIGNING IN CUBA； AND GREECE
XI。 THE SPANISH…AMERICAN WAR
XII。 THE BOER WAR
XIII。 THE SPANISH AND ENGLISH CORONATIONS
XIV。 THE JAPANESE…RUSSIAN WAR
XV。 MOUNT KISCO
XVI。 THE CONGO
XVII。 A LONDON WINTER
XVIII。 MILITARY MANOEUVRES
XIX。 VERA CRUZ AND THE GREAT WAR
XX。 THE LAST DAYS
CHAPTER I
THE EARLY DAYS
Richard Harding Davis was born in Philadelphia on April 18； 1864； but； so far as memory serves me； his life and mine began together several years later in the three…story brick house on South Twenty…first Street； to which we had just moved。 For more than forty years this was our home in all that the word implies； and I do not believe that there was
ever a moment when it was not the predominating influence in Richard's life and in his work。 As I learned in later years； the house had come into the possession of my father and mother after a period on their part of hard endeavor and unusual sacrifice。 It was their ambition to add to this home not only the comforts and the beautiful inanimate things of life； but to create an atmosphere which would prove a constant help to those who lived under its roofan inspiration to their children that should endure so long as they lived。 At the time of my brother's death the fact was frequently commented upon that； unlike most literary folk； he had never known what it was to be poor and to suffer the pangs of hunger and failure。 That he never suffered from the lack of a home was certainly as true as that in his work he knew but little of failure； for the first stories he wrote for the magazines brought him into a prominence and popularity that lasted until the end。 But if Richard gained his success early in life and was blessed with a very lovely home to which he could always return； he was not brought up in a manner which in any way could be called lavish。 Lavish he may have been in later years； but if he was it was with the money for which those who knew him best knew how very hard he had worked。
In a general way； I cannot remember that our life as boys differed in any essential from that of other boys。 My brother went to the Episcopal Academy and his weekly report never failed to fill the whole house with an impenetrable gloom and ever…increasing fears as to the possibilities of his future。 At school and at college Richard was； to say the least； an indifferent student。 And what made this undeniable fact so annoying； particularly to his teachers； was that morally he stood so very high。 To 〃crib；〃 to lie； or in any way to cheat or to do any unworthy act was； I believe； quite beyond his understanding。 Therefore； while his constant lack of interest in his studies goaded his teachers to despair； when it came to a question of stamping out wrongdoing on the part of the student body he was invariably found aligned on the side of the faculty。 Not that Richard in any way resembled a prig or was even； so far as I know； ever so considered by the most reprehensible of his fellow students。 He was altogether too red…blooded for that； and I believe the students whom he antagonized rather admired his chivalric point of honor even if they failed to imitate it。 As a schoolboy he was aggressive； radical； outspoken； fearless； usually of the opposition and； indeed； often the sole member of his own party。 Among the students at the several schools he attended he had but few intimate friends； but of the various little groups of which he happened to be a member his aggressiveness and his imagination usually made him the leader。 As far back as I can remember； Richard was always starting somethingusually a new club or a violent reform movement。 And in school or college； as in all the other walks of life； the reformer must； of necessity； lead a somewhat tempestuous； if happy； existence。 The following letter； written to his father when Richard was a student at Swarthmore； and about fifteen； will give an idea of his conception of the ethics in the case：
SWARTHMORE1880。 DEAR PAPA：
I am quite on the Potomac。 I with all the boys at our table were called up； there is seven of us； before Prex。 for stealing sugar…bowls and things off the table。 All the youths said； 〃O President； I didn't do it。〃 When it came my turn I merely smiled gravely； and he passed on to the last。 Then he said； 〃The only boy that doesn't deny it is Davis。 Davis； you are excused。 I wish to talk to the rest of them。〃 That all goes to show he can be a gentleman if he would only try。 I am a natural born philosopher so I thought this idea is too idiotic for me to converse about so I recommend silence and I also argued that to deny you must necessarily be accused and to be accused of stealing would of course cause me to bid Prex。 good…by； so the only way was； taking these two considerations with each other； to deny nothing but let the good…natured old duffer see how silly it was by retaining a placid silence and so crushing his base but thoughtless behavior and machinations。
DICK。
In the early days at homethat is； when the sun shonewe played cricket and baseball and football in our very spacious back yard； and the programme of our sports was always subject to Richard's change without notice。 When it rained we adjourned to the third…story front； where we played melodrama of simple plot but many thrills； and it was always Richard who wrote the plays； produced them； and played the principal part。 As I recall these dramas of my early youth； the action was almost endless and； although the company comprised two charming misses （at least I know that they eventually grew into two very lovely women）； there was no time wasted over anything so sentimental or futile as love…scenes。 But whatever else the play contained in the way of great scenes； there was always a mountain passthe mountains being composed of a chair and two tablesand Richard was forever leading his little band over the pass while the band； wholly indifferent as to whether the road led to honor； glory； or total annihilation； meekly followed its leader。 For some reason； probably on account of my early admiration for Richard and being only too willing to obey his command； I was invariably cast for the villain in these early dramas； and the end of the play always ended in a hand…to…hand conflict between the hero and myself。 As Richard； naturally； was the hero and incidentally the stronger of the two； it can readily be imagined that the fight always ended in my complete undoing。 Strangulation was the method usually employed to finish me； and； whatever else Richard was at that tender age； I can testify to his extraordinary ability as a choker。
But these early days in the city were not at all the happiest days of that period in Richard's life。 He took but little interest even in the social or the athletic side of his school life； and his failures in his studies troubled him sorely； only I fear； however； because it troubled his mother and father。 The great day of the year to us was the day our schools closed and we started for our summer vacation。 When Richard was less than a year old my mother and father； who at the time was convalescing from a long illness； had left Philadelphia on a search for a complete rest in the country。 Their travels； which it seems were undertaken in the spirit of a voyage of discovery and adventure； finally led them to the old Curtis House at Point Pleasant on the New Jersey coast。 But the Point Pleasant of that time had very little in common with the present well…known summer resort。 In those days the place was reached after a long journey by rail followed by a three hours' drive in a rickety stagecoach over deep sandy roads； albeit the roads did lead through silent； sweet…smelling pine forests。 Point Pleasant itself was then a collection of half a dozen bi
