The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1901-10-25

dealt with use the express
sion adviscdly-a huge pile Of letter
from readers Of the Cluband Chroni-
Gle all over the world who were either
I'm trouble in love, or both. Dur
ing the hour when he should have
lunched he had been interviewed by
dowager with an imaginary grievance,
n dog trainer with "A savage blood
hound and a literary agent with
cold in the head. Having disposed
of these visitors and stayed the pangs
of hunger with a stick OF plain choc-
olate-an effective If somewhat in
advisable method Of saving timc-he
had spent an hour In scheming out
n brilliant number Of the Clubland
Chronicle for the week after next,
drawn up n fetching advertisement
of that number for the daily papers,
passed half "A dozen pages for the
next issue. written three diplomatic
letters TO as many wOuld-be COntribu-
tors. cut down two articles in proof
knocked of a dainty poem in place
of one that had not come M TO time
inquities Of the fee system.
There had been lyl < on tho editors
table all day a story I'm manuscript
that he very much wanted 10 read.
The story was from the pen Of n
certain young lady H. whom this cdi-
tor took more than literary interest.
Let me hasten TO add that he was only
thirty-two years Of age ana bachelor
The young lady was clever ana the
editor thought n good dead Of that
She was also pretty, ana he thought
more OF that
II says a good deal for ms strength
of will and conscientousness, there
fore, that the manuscript had lain on
his table all day long unread, But he
had not been able to resist n hurried
glance over the little note that came
with it.
"You told me Git said TO write Of
things that had experienced myself,
to talk humanity Of human subjects,
to appeal to the sympathy Of the read
or. ! have tried to do that in this little
story. 1t Is n fragment of my own
life. | know you won't print ii unless
you really believe it Is good, but
could not deny myself the consolation
of putting my thoughts on paper. II
is easier to write than 10 speak things
like this, and, to me far moro salts
flying"
And yet the story had waited on the
table all day
But when ,hc Office hoy had brought
In n cup of hot liquid that the sub
editor was pleased to call tea, the chief
of the Clubland Chronicle found his
table tolerably clear. He. therefore
after ais savage custom, filled and lit
particularly foul brlcr pipe, rested
his feet on a pile of patriotic litCra
ture sent in for review. gulped down
two mouthfuls of the sub-editors
brew, mathematical the suh-editor
and began to read the story.
The scene of the tale was laid in n
boardinghousc at Brighton. and here
the reader began to set interested. for
he happened 10 know that the writer
had just returned from visit "a
Brighton. II was not very carefully
written; several stops had been LEFT
out-a fault that always annoyed the
editor Of the Clubland Chronicle. and
he put them in mechanically with his
blue pencil. Sometimes the writer re.
pcatcd herself quite nccdlesSly; he
crossed out The offending word and
substituted another But when the
story began 10 unfold itself he forgot
TO use his pencil For the incident
was, as the writer said in her letter,
fragment of her own life. and
seemed likely to affect the life Of the
reader.
But il would have been better called
an episode than story. For II mere.
ly told Of n girl who met n man, OF the
love that splang up in her breast for
the man. of the hopelessness, as IL
seemed, OF that love; of the subsc.
quent meeting of the pair at the sea.
side; OF the mans sudden proposal; OF
the girls genuine surprise and inStinc
tive refusal. Then the writer struck
a more passionate note. The man. II
would seem, had taken the girl at hel
word, and had allowed her to leave
the place at the time she had intended
without again putting forward his
plea. And the girl, too proud to max,
advances, had hoped for littl,
and then had left the boardnghous,
and all that she loved in the worlC
forever.
The theme was old enough. but tn,
editor found the tale an interesting
one. For the girl loveC "A man in
seaside boardinghouse. Now, he hin.
self had been TO the seaside. but n
had not met the girl there. Who. Thea
was this other man? What sort of
creature was he that took a woman
refusal for final answer. that threy
away the happiness OF two lives. may
be. in a fit os piGue? But shat was -
affair OF the editors. The wind tha
had blown evil to this couple at tn
seaside might watt a little good {
him. For might IL not be that the gi
would in time forget this other mar
that she would listen at last to n
own importunate pleadings; learn I
believe that the true love OF an homes
man was a thing not to be lightly cai
away; that love breeds love, and tli
there was far more joy in the yeal
still TO be lived than there had bee
OF sorrow in those that were gone?
The editor sat for some minut,
without movinV poudcrif over n