Morning journal and courier., 1890-05-20

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 1 A Publishers Readers Cepfession. l From tho Detroit Free Press! For some years I was the reader of manu. I scripts for @ noted New York publisher. read the manuscripts first, and if approved, 1 passed them on to the one in command above me. If he approved of it 1t was gene- rally given to one of the members of the firm for final decision. One day came upon manuscript that was most vividly written. It was story of a crime, and I knew at once that 1t would be a great success 8 book. The price, however, that was marked on 1t was almost prohibitivelY high, still considered 1t my duty to at least give those above me the chance of acceptance or rejso- tion. So handed the story to the next man above me, whom shall call MT. Brown. interested in 1t as I was. He gave it to the member of the firm, whom for convenience may call MT. Smith. When Mir. Smith started reading the story his door was open, but in very short time the door was closed and locked, and nobody entered that room until the manuscript was finished. When 1t was done Mir. Smith came out to Mir. Brown, and 1t seemed to Brown that his face was ghastly pale. He said, "Write g check to this woman for her manuscript.' '' Then without word he went himself down stairs with the manuscript in his hands and threw the copy into the furnace. He had paid an exorbitant price, although the story was by well known author, and he delibe 1 rately threw away all chance of returns. It turned out afterward, as I found out l that this story was really the life of friend of MT. Smiths, and the motives of the crime, which had always been & mystery be- fore seemed so probable that the manuscript almost read like confession. It looked tc me atterward that, knowing the circumstan. l ces of the case, the manuscript had been sent into our particular publishing house fol particular purpose, and that the price pui on the manuscript was simply so much blackmail, because, although the story was | never published, he never had an inquiry as to why it had not been published. one time got short story from lady in the south, and with such pathetic letter accompanying it that, although the story was the most utter nonsense, thought that I would show the letter to MT. Smith. I took it in to him and he read it. He looked 1 up and said:
 "Waat kind of story Is iti" "The story" I said, ''is perfectly useless" "Well"-then he paused moment Chow much would it make at our regular l prioesa''
 "It would amount to sixty dollars" I said. "Very well, draw this woman 8 check for sixty dollars and send it to her. She seems to be in great need. Then throw the story 1 into the waste basket"
 did this. About 8 month after we re- ceived letter from the lady asking when | the story was to be published. wrote back l and said we could not tell Another few weeks passed and we got another very i'm | pertinent letter demanding to know when we | intended to print the story. wrote back tc her and said that tho story belonged to ut and we would print 1t just exactly when we pleased. This brought out ferce and an. gry letter. She said we were robbing her ol her justly earned fame; that we were thieve. l and everything else of that kind, and thiI ended the correspondence, because, o course, we could not send the story back, ai it had been destroyed. So much for mixing philanthropy and business.
 There was doctor who used to do good deal of transiating for us. He was very l versatile man, who spoke several languages fuently, and he received the principal Euro. | pean magazines and translated whatever wal good in them, 50 that VIC had these transls tions at the earliest possible moment. One time he brought in Q story which purported l to be translation.
 After it was published Rome gr1bber in antiquarianism wrote in and said that was ( very interesting story, but that it had mol that what changes had been made had beer changes for the worse, and that if we wanted to sec the story as 1t really ought to hay, been given we were to look in the third vol ume of Harper's Magazine on such page.
 When MT. Brown received this letter h
 became naturally very angry. He sent righ down to Harper's and got the special numbe of the magazine mentioned, and there, sur 1 enough, WAS the story, the only change beinl
 the change of names and phraseology, which
 as the person said, was change for the worse
 When the doctor next came in MT. Brow
 handed to him the open magazine, saying
 "There, Doctor, is story that I think vii
 interest youi'
 As the doctor read his facs became yer
 red. At last he said: "Have you a ma,
 here who reads Germanf' Certainly" sail
 Mr. Brown.
 "Weil," rejoined the doctor, sI will b
 back in few moments, and should like t 1 have him read you something from the Cor
 man magazine that shall bring" He brought back with him @ German mag
 azine in which the story was printed, ant
 from which he had made translation, an
 the name signe2 to the story was that of on | Ol bu6 ulO6b CelcUEatSo pIO1SsSuTB Ok 0cIHa
 ny.
 This man had stolen 1t from Harper's an, palned 1t off on the editor of the Germal
 magazine aa original. Mir. Brown took ou
 own periodical, Harper's and the German magazine, and packed the three of them ul
 together and sent them to the editor of tn
 German publication, and presume whel
 the three magazines got over there WAS mu
 sic.
 Phobe Gary did great deal of work fol
 our house, and of course everything she sen
 in met with the greatest respect, for she wa
 at that time at the height of her fame.
 One day there came into my hands poen
 by Miss Gary, which, if 1t had been sent il
 by anybody else, would have been tossed
 into the waste basket. As 1t was hers pu
 it into an envelope and put one of our print
 back.
 Miss Cary was short, chunky little per
 son, as fat as butter, and next day sh'
 climbed up the stairs to the offices angr.
 clear through.
 "Mr. Brown" she said, "what does thi
 meana' and she showed him the printe'
 form of rejection together with her own re | turned manuscript.
 Brown called to me and said: "What
 the meaning of this, Mir. Blanka"
 HWell," I answered, "the meaning,
 think, is pretty plain. A great number o
 people get 1t, at least, and have no doubt
 to what is means"
 ! "But," she turned to me with rage in he
 eyes, 'sdo you know who am, sira" "Certainly I do," I replied calmly E ssNevertheless think the poem is trast even if it is written by Miss Gary"
 ssSirI' she cried indignantly, sslet me te } you, young man, that you are the only or : that ever dared to soy that wrote trash s'Letme read you the peem,n Neid, q