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Everybody that knew him liked him; Herman Pressler and he were chums. We let him draw whenever he wanted to in the office; we didn't mind it. I never thought he was talented except as an artist. I knew he was away above the average, but I never had any idea then that he would develop into the world renowned writer that he did He used to write short storied when he was here; edited a paper called the"Rolling Stone". He edited it here awhile and then went to San Antonio and published it there awhile. It was full of funny things. He was poor and had to go around and borrow money to get it out; couldn't get enough advertising to pay for it. Old Dr. Brackenridge had a few copies of it, let somebody in New York have them. He said they lithographed them, then offered him fifty dollars for them; he never did get his papers back. That is comnion history, hearsay. Ed Smith told me he used to let Porter have money to get his paper out; I expect D54 Brackendidge did the same thing. He published that after he left our firm. Like all ventures of that kind, the public's attitude might have been called luke warm. A whole lot of them subscribed to it just on account of Porter being Editor.