Colyumist Coolidge

In the mass of grist flowing daily through the New York Herald Tribune's copy desk, beginning next week (July 1), will be one telegraphed sheet immune from the copyreader's darting pencil. A chaste headline may be scribbled at its top, neat paragraph marks made, but nothing else. Rendering this piece of copy sacred will be the line: "By Calvin Coolidge."

How highly the Herald Tribune values its new feature was indicated last week when it printed the announcemen; not as an advertisement but as a lengthy front-page news story. Part of the news was that Mr. Coolidge's career as an occasional contributor to Hearst's Cosmopolitan is, "for at least a year," at an end; in that time he may write nothing for publication other than his daily "piece" of 150 to 200 words in the Herald Tribune.

Like Funnyman Will Rogers of the New York Times syndicate and all-wise Arthur Brisbane of the Hearst Staff, Colyumist Coolidge will be completely untrammeled in his roving assignment. "Usually Mr. Coolidge will write on something in current American life which he feels interesting. He is free to comment, criticize, moralize or recollect. Education, religion, business, Prohibition, fundamental problems of government, fishing, farming and a hundred other subjects are in his field."

But Colyumist Coolidge will observe two self-imposed limitations: he will write no story on the Sabbath; he will not heckle President Hoover.

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