The Wichita daily eagle., 1891-10-25


me to send them another in the same vein
That was the beginning of it. and made
$500 at writing in the next six months.
didn't tell urn at home at first, because
knew hummer wouldn't like it. She wa.
very particular with me, and wanted me tc
keep just straight. Well, you see, when
began making so much money, she found
it out and got scared. OF course
had to tell her all about it then, but she
didn't like it. She is old fashioned and
very particular with her girls. Now, my
| husband. be just laughs and likes me ia
do it. All the money l make he lets me
spend on myself. It's soft thing too
There's good money in It for them that
have the gift. Let's see. I made about
5000 last year. No outlay, of course, and
the gain is clear. You see, / have royalties
on my books. Now, there's Passions
Kiss Perhaps you've read it. The pub.
! fishers did the square thing by me on that
| trip. They got it up in black and yellow,
printed it on first class paper, and that and
the name made it go like hot cakes. Now,
my 'Unwed Wife was killed dead by its
cover. ! actually sunk money on it. Some
people think it's all luck, and that there is
no trick about making hit with a book,
but tell you there is no more luck about
it than there is in selling your dry goods
There's public taste. and you've got to sat
fsfy it. You can see that yourself, can't
your"
II think understand you perfectly"
well, you have sort of led me on.
You've got leading way of looking, you
know. Perhaps you are a writer yourself
and know how it is. Are you"
Moo"
"Pshaw, nowl believe you are. Come
now, tell me. It's nothing to be ashamed
OF. Haven't you written some stories3"
Eyes, a few, but l can hardly call myself
writer"
"Well-welll If that isn't funny. We
are in the same trade, then. and it isn't q
bad one neither, is it?"
81 have not had your success"
That's too bad. l know good many
complain, but it's no trouble to me and
never had a story sent back"
And l have never written story that
was not sent back"
"Well, sirsI"
''Yes, have several stories in my trunk
now that have had the honor of being re.
jected by all the first class magazines In
the country"
"Never had a single one printedi"
my history is not quite 80 tragic az
that We unfOrtunates, who do not satisfy
public taste, rewrte and remodel our
stories; sometimes we only copy the first
page of the manuscript If it is travel worn,
and then we buy more stamps and send it
off to another magazine If story is not
suitable for Harpers or The Century it may
just happen to hit the Scribner's taste
But you must be sure and remember where
you began the rounds; the editors do not
like to reject manuscript twice" The
words were spoken with soft bitter-sweet
distinctness that brought them to me above
the humming roar of the wheels. ''It is
as with man you see; his rejection by his
first love does not necessarily end his mat
rimonial career"
WE'LL That just shows the differences
between people. You can just sit there as
coolly and sort of joke about failing, and
not care how many times your stories are
sent back, just so some one takes them in
the end. Now, my friend, you can't un.
derstand it, but do you know that would
mortify me? | just couldn't stand it. Id
be hoppin mad at first off and then
ashamed. Yes, I'm just that sensitive; l
never could stand things like that"
AS she spoke an eXquisitely delicate flush |
played across the other face. 1t was as if |
the light from n rose colored lantern had |
wavered there an instant. She only re- |
piled by lifting those eyes to her COM
panion's face.
How do those monthly magazines pay? |
I've always thought of writing some for |
them, but | never seem to get time |
always have work engaged ahead, and the |
papers | write for want all that can do. |
Then the royalties bring in money without
any outlay"
Il have received ten and twelve dollars a
page-a page counting about a thousand
words"
"Welll welll That's good pay think
when get ahead, maybe I'll write one or
two for the monthlies Pm busy, though,
very busy" She undid the heavy silver
clasp of the velvet bag at her side, and
plunging a fat ringed hand in drew ont a
bunch of note paper and held half written
page up.
'Sybil staggered back with shrek of
terror. as the man who she had taken for
her brother threw his arms about her
and"-
The sheet futtered and lost the rest.
1.-THE Fireside Friend wants the rest of
that tomorrow, but they'll have to wait.
always keep my word and get the stories
done on time, but they get fdgety and
want the end before you've even thought
it out yourself Whyl The trains slow
ing upl | do believe we're coming TO Balti-
more. Yesl if we amt herel I've enjoyed
BUR talk. When you get with a congenial
person it makes the time pass, don't it2
Well, I'll promise not to put you into
story if you won't put me into one That's
fair. Goodby, hope your luck will i'm
prove"
The train was coming in now with a
sliding motion, and as the large woman
yot up the car door opened and shut be-
lind Jewish looking man, with a black
nustache.
"Well, Bess, and how are youf" He
,ut broad ringed hand on the shoulder
# the successful authoress and kissed her.
together they walked toward the door Of
till moving car.
When the car had stopped and the peo-
lie crowded of, the other began to gather {
Ter belongings together. With an absurd
impulse leaned forward, looking into the ]
ensitive, bitter face. t,
Don't take it so to heart. Success must
ONE in the end"
"You are wonderfully kind" she said, in
he same even voice; "but success can
ever come to me. If, for the rest of my {
fe, received only praise and adulation,
be memory of all these years of failure S
nd disappointment would still stick in r
" throat. 1t is better as it Is" .
picked up my book again as the lights !
Baltimore began to straggle. and said !, /,
D myself, IF Kipling had been here that
-ould be another story."-L. II. W. in Ar.
oRaut {