ABSTRACT
Walter Weyl was identified with The New Republic from the late winter of 1913 to the autumn of 1919. Though his personal connection with the paper was always intimate, my impression is that fully half the time he was away on some sort of an excursion to Europe, to the Orient, to Washington on war service, or to his home in Woodstock to write a book. He did not like the routine of an office; he tired quickly of writing articles of the same length week after week; he cared almost nothing for the work of editing, as distinct from writing. He came and went: when he was on the paper his head would be full of plans of the trips Bertha Weyl and he would make and the books they would write, and then when he was away on these trips his head would be equally full of plans for the reorganization and the rejuvenation of the paper. He would come back to his desk in an ecstasy of efficiency and surround himself with filing cabinets and notebooks and memoranda pads. And in about four months he would be telling us that he hoped no one else’s plans for a holiday would be spoiled if Bertha and he slipped off to Algeria for the winter.
