Excerpt from Confessions of a Journalist, 1904It was the idle singer of an empty day him self, a dreamer of dreams born out of his due time, ' now very much awake, striving to set the crooked straight He had gained from the wealthy classes the reputation of being an amiable lunatic, a great poet-artist who loved to play at slumming amid the hordes of unwashed democracy. But amongst us he was simply a wise elder brother with the brain of a genius and the heart of a little child.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.