Small Papers

Readers of a newspaper usually know only the contributors whose names they read at the bottom of an article. Of the diligent hands that materially compose the beriodic, they care not. However, the “typefaces” are very much alive characters and the editors of a sheet. Sometimes have surprises about their duty. In the last “little paper” relating to the Arles costume celebrations, a truncated sentence gave me some humor, I admit.

The name of the President of the Organizing Committee of these celebrations has been surreptitiously concealed. I offer here my apologies to M. Crouanson who—everyone in Arles knows it—was the active soul of these memorable solemnities. don't hold it against me for the place given to this public rectification. I would certainly not want to upset him by pointing out in this way an error of which he is not the author and is only important in my eyes. And since I also questioned him, allow me to present him in all sympathy, in his true appearance dressed in his ink-stained blouse, the “composter” in his fingers, the “freelancer” wrapped around his neck, prompt in his gestures, his eyes cold and concentrated, the speaking dry.

Like many of his colleagues when they take up his current position, Mr. Jules loves his job passionately. To revolve around the "breakages" among the workers he directs; to read and correct the printing proofs, the dictionary at hand, Mr. Jules gradually acquired extensive literary knowledge; his professional know-how has grown from simply knowledge. He has taste, observation, common sense, method. He is a valuable collaborator whose many opinions are to be retained. Orderly, meticulous, scrupulous, not always “convenient” in work, the authors are indebted to him for more satisfactions than disappointments. And, personally, I cannot forget that he gave all his care to the fine edition of "La Pierre Écrite" which came off the presses of Félix Carbonnel some twelve years ago,

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