One young writer imagines what editors look like, 1902

"Until two years ago I had never beheld in the flesh an Editor. (I always spelled Editor with a capital "E.") In fact, I was about as ignorant of editors and their ways as it is possible for a fairly enlightened human being to be. My idea of them was of vague, mysterious beings shut up in inaccessible offices; beings who pronounced manuscripts unavailable and sent them back accompanied by printed slips to that effect." — Roselle Mercier, writing in The Bookman, 1902. Mercier may be the poet Roselle Mercier Montgomery (1874 to 1933).