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Died. Louis Terah Haggin, 81, of Manhattan, president of Cerro de Pasco Copper Corp., son of the late famed James Ben Ali Haggin ('Forty-niner, racing man, hops and sheep raiser, mining tycoon, connoisseur), uncle of Artist Ben AH Haggin, onetime designer of living tableaux in the Ziegfeld Follies; of pneumonia; in Manhattan...
Died. Ogden Mills, 72, Manhattan financier & philanthropist, father of Under-Secretary of the Treasury Ogden Livingston Mills; of pneumonia and complications; in Manhattan. The Mills millions were founded by Darius Ogden Mills, "Forty-Niner" and California banker. His son, Ogden Mills, was born in Sacramento, often revisited California. After being graduated from Harvard (1878) he spurred his father's enterprises, added to them (Mills hotels for poor workingmen; mines, real estate, banks, railroads, steamships, public utilities). He was a famed host, racing stableman, patron of the American Museum of Natural History. His sister is Mrs. Whitelaw Reid, relict...
...late Senator George Hearst, father of William Randolph, grizzly forty-niner, poker player, breeder of race horses and cattle, owned a little newspaper, the San Francisco Examiner, which he regarded as a worthless joke. When Will returned from Harvard, ousted because of boyish pranks, he asked his father to give him the Examiner, and got it. Sensational features and crusades for the masses against "black" capitalists-these things young Hearst had observed in the methods of Joseph Pulitzer of the New York World; and he practiced them in San Francisco. Later, in 1895, when his father left...
Rebecca West, English lady novelist, considers this frontier, blow-in-your-pile, forty-niner spirit charming. So it may be to a few; the most delicate women may like men with hairy wrists. But New York's lumberjack psychology dispels any idea that America is civilized. Rather it seems that here are the germs of new Dark Ages...
...strong ones like that of the forty-niner who "herded a hive of bees across the plains. Nope, never lost a single bee," are good listening. So are the innumerable and weird stories of lost Eldorados, which stories are adrift in every mining camp. They might even be mingled, but they should never be both mixed and then torn up into Cendrars's tense and broken diction--unsuccessful attempt toward atmosphere--with too liberal use of exclamation points...