<ul><li>THE LOST SPEAR

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Watch Dog is often misunderstood
because he has got a very narrow gamut of notes. His bark is taken as an angry
warning, when all means to say is&nbsp; : This
is a new man and a new policy, and you had better look into it and see whether
it is all right. I should not be doing my duty if I did not warn you to look
out. Then if the new comer turns out to be a harmless or useful person, the
watch dog is blamed because he did not recognize merit on the instant. But if
acting as watch dog is a disagreeable job, as it most undoubtedly is, it has
its compensations. Journalism of which the mainspring is the gaining of
pleasure may easily degenerate into something akin to the comic actor’s
function. Stevenson is a famous passage compared the writers of belles letters
to the filles de joie. That was not, I think, appropriate to the artists in
words, But at any rate it is a condition into which the journalist who knows
nothing of the watch dog’s duties can easily descend. Our danger is to fall
into a kind of intellectual prostitution, and from this the duty of barking
keeps us free. But, it may be argued in reply, why need you bark in such a loud
and raucous way why need you be so bitter? Here comes a close and interesting
issue. How is it possible to give a warning in earnest without exposing
consider this question, for it has often been my lot to be accused of intense
personal bitterness. Yet in reality I have felt no such feeling. What people
have called bitterness has to me seemed only barking sufficiently loud to force
attention. I have often, indeed, had a great deal of admiration and sympathy
for the men for whom I have been supposed to entertain angry feelings. I have
longed to say nice things about them, but that, of course, is impossible when you
are on a warning campaign. The journalist that does that is lost. At once the
friends of the person against whom the warning is issued complain of your lack
of character, of your want of stability, of your habit of turning round and
facing the other way.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </li></ul>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Watch Dog is often misunderstood
because he has got a very narrow gamut of notes. His bark is taken as an angry
warning, when all means to say is&nbsp; : This
is a new man and a new policy, and you had better look into it and see whether
it is all right. I should not be doing my duty if I did not warn you to look
out. Then if the new comer turns out to be a harmless or useful person, the
watch dog is blamed because he did not recognize merit on the instant. But if
acting as watch dog is a disagreeable job, as it most undoubtedly is, it has
its compensations. Journalism of which the mainspring is the gaining of
pleasure may easily degenerate into something akin to the comic actor’s
function. Stevenson is a famous passage compared the writers of belles letters
to the filles de joie. That was not, I think, appropriate to the artists in
words, But at any rate it is a condition into which the journalist who knows
nothing of the watch dog’s duties can easily descend. Our danger is to fall
into a kind of intellectual prostitution, and from this the duty of barking
keeps us free. But, it may be argued in reply, why need you bark in such a loud
and raucous way why need you be so bitter? Here comes a close and interesting
issue. How is it possible to give a warning in earnest without exposing
consider this question, for it has often been my lot to be accused of intense
personal bitterness. Yet in reality I have felt no such feeling. What people
have called bitterness has to me seemed only barking sufficiently loud to force
attention. I have often, indeed, had a great deal of admiration and sympathy
for the men for whom I have been supposed to entertain angry feelings. I have
longed to say nice things about them, but that, of course, is impossible when you
are on a warning campaign. The journalist that does that is lost. At once the
friends of the person against whom the warning is issued complain of your lack
of character, of your want of stability, of your habit of turning round and
facing the other way.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Watch Dog is often misunderstood
because he has got a very narrow gamut of notes. His bark is taken as an angry
warning, when all means to say is&nbsp; : This
is a new man and a new policy, and you had better look into it and see whether
it is all right. I should not be doing my duty if I did not warn you to look
out. Then if the new comer turns out to be a harmless or useful person, the
watch dog is blamed because he did not recognize merit on the instant. But if
acting as watch dog is a disagreeable job, as it most undoubtedly is, it has
its compensations. Journalism of which the mainspring is the gaining of
pleasure may easily degenerate into something akin to the comic actor’s
function. Stevenson is a famous passage compared the writers of belles letters
to the filles de joie. That was not, I think, appropriate to the artists in
words, But at any rate it is a condition into which the journalist who knows
nothing of the watch dog’s duties can easily descend. Our danger is to fall
into a kind of intellectual prostitution, and from this the duty of barking
keeps us free. But, it may be argued in reply, why need you bark in such a loud
and raucous way why need you be so bitter? Here comes a close and interesting
issue. How is it possible to give a warning in earnest without exposing
consider this question, for it has often been my lot to be accused of intense
personal bitterness. Yet in reality I have felt no such feeling. What people
have called bitterness has to me seemed only barking sufficiently loud to force
attention. I have often, indeed, had a great deal of admiration and sympathy
for the men for whom I have been supposed to entertain angry feelings. I have
longed to say nice things about them, but that, of course, is impossible when you
are on a warning campaign. The journalist that does that is lost. At once the
friends of the person against whom the warning is issued complain of your lack
of character, of your want of stability, of your habit of turning round and
facing the other way.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;

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