Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1891-06-26
Having heard from neither story at the

having nedfu IrOm neltner STORY aC tno
end of fortnight, we concluded that
the stories had been accepted and were
waiting to be published before beng paid
for, and settled back quite composedly in
that conviction. Each day I planned
new way to spend my money.
.'Since we've leen so successful in
these articles, let us write some more,"
said Madge; and we did.
This time she took love story, and
had West Point cadet elope with
Southern heiress, and then both of them
went to the President to ask pardon, and
he reinstated the cadet In the military
academy, at the same time allowing him
to board at the hotel with his bride, to
the envy of the whole corps.
told a true story about French
Canadian boy from Three Rivers who
came to our own town to earn money for
his widowed mother, and was crushed in
a jam of logs, and how kind the rough
men were to him, and how they sent him
home to die because he longed so to see
/ his mother once more.
We wrote these stories rapidly and sent
them to the two next best magazines of
our choice. b1adge said we might Just
as well become known at once to the
world of readers as to limit our scope to
the circle reached by any one periodical.
In our imaginations we now had each
earned fifty dollars more, and as the pro-
ceeds seemed to accumulate so we'll we
decided to write all that we could find
time for.
1t made serious inroad in my pocket
money to obtain the needed stamps to
send the articles away and also to pro.
vide for their being returned, and Madge
suggested that we save this last expense,
as it was evidently uncalled for. Then
graduation time came, and we had to
leave each other and the place we loved
so much.
We debated whether to write to all
the various editors about our articles,
and notify them of our change of ad-
dress, but finally decided to leave word
with the postmaster at Wellesley and
await results: had been sorely tempted to
run in debt for some graduating extrava-
gances, being sure l could pay for them
out of my ''magazine fund.-" as l now
called my expected fifty dollar payments,
but had bravely resisted the temptation,
as it was contrary to all my home train
ing, by thinking how happy Would be
later to repay my father for some of his
generous outlay on my pleasure.
When got back to Maine / took our
village postmaster into my confidence
enough to persuade him to retain any
letters addressed to George Warner, for
delivery to myself alone.
One after another, in the course of
the next six months, those various re-
jected manuscripts found their way back
to Warmers Falls, and time after time
my "magazinc fund" diminished CORE.
spondingly. Daily was more and more
thankful that hao not left any debts to
be met from that prospective income.
A formal printed blank, stating with
courtesy that my article was not avail
able, accompanied each one but the one
of the Canadian boy, to which the editor
added in foot-note the words, ssIf
written with more care this would prob
ably be accepted somewhere. Try your
local paper"
Madge wrote me that all of her pro.
ductions had been used in due time to
light her CRATE fires, but she was con-
vinced that editors were time-servers and
could not recognize genius unless big
name were signed to an article.
now felt very humble, but re-wrote
the story suggested and sent it to our
county paper with many misgivings. The
editor wrote me kind note saying that
he could not afford to pay for contrlbu.
tions, but he would be glad to publish
any good short articles sent him on those
terms, and l soon had the inexpressible
pleasure of seeing my story in print, and
of sending copy of the paper to
Madge, who unselfishly satisfied my long
ing with her ready and ELUSIVE, though
truly genuine, sympathy and praise.
Then 1 sent my first story, Glove in
Georgian Bay" and another entitled,
''The Bride of Castle Chalheur," but the
editor returned them both with note
saying that they were not adapted to his
paper, and suggesting that l send him
seFeidi piicl icttcIe dDouI CoiieBe-BtTI ule
at Wellesley; and he added; "Write
simply about things you know about. :"
l re-read all my silly, stilted stories,
and, recognizing their utter freshness,
put them into the kitchen fire. / could
not help letting tear fall as l thought
of the magazine fund" with which 1
could never surprise my fathers emptied
purse. Some time afterward, however,
wrote Madge long and true tale.
The unexpected man had come to pass,
even in our town that l had scorned,
and the subject of my true tale was
"Love in Warmers Falls. ."-Frank
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