The Fly Leaf is distinctive among all the Bibelots.—Footlights, Philadelphia.
A Pamphlet Periodical of
the Century-End, for Curious
Persons and Booklovers.
Conducted by Walter Blackburn Harte.
With Picture Notes by
H. Marmaduke Russell.
Published Monthly by the Fly Leaf Publishing Co.,
Boston, Mass. Subscription One Dollar a Year.
Single Copies 10 Cents. March, 1896. Number
Four.
The Critics agree in saying The Fly Leaf fills a fieldof its own.
The Fly Leaf is distinctive among all the Bibelots.—Footlights,Philadelphia.
It is a delightfully keen little swashbuckler.—The Echo,Chicago.
The latest of the Bibelots. In my opinion it is the only oneof the lot, including the “Chap-Book,” “Philistine,” etc.,which knows what it is driving at. The editor of the “Chap-Book”toddles along, following or attempting to follow, thetwists and turns of the public taste—at least that is what hewrote in a Note not long ago—and the editor of the “Philistine”curses and swears, and devastates the atmosphere, trying hisbest to kill everything. “The Fly Leaf” at once impressedme that Mr. Harte knows what he wants, and seriously intendsto have it. I hope he will.—The North American, Philadelphia.
It will pay any one who wishes to keep up with the literaryprocession to peruse this sprightly little periodical.—The Examiner,San Francisco, Cal.
That bright little bundle of anecdote, comment, essay, poetryand fiction, “The Fly Leaf,” of Boston, comes out in particularlygood style. It gives rich promise of many good thingsto come.—The Commercial Advertiser, New York.
Number two of Walter Blackburn Harte’s dainty monthly“The Fly Leaf,” is out, and filled with the spirit of youthand beauty in literature, and zealous with culture, taste andfaith toward higher ideals, it is going about doing good.
Mr. Harte is strong, brilliant and brave as an essayist of themovement, and is making friends everywhere. The poetry andprose is all of high merit.—The Boston Globe.
The thing I like about Mr. Harte is his splendid spirit ofAmericanism, his optimistic belief in native literature and nativewriters; his hatred of all things bordering on toadyism or servileflattery of foreign gods to the exclusion of home talent. This isthe key-note of The Fly Leaf, and Mr. Harte will be apt tosay some trenchant, candid and always interesting things in itspages.—The Union and Advertiser, Rochester, N. Y.
These are a few criticisms of the first two numbers, selectedfrom a great heap of enthusiastic notices. The Fly Leaf ispromoting a Campaign for the Young Man in Literature. Allthe young men and women in America are discussing its uniqueand original literature, and spreading its fame.