The sun. (Jacksonville, Fla.) 1905-1908, 1906-01-13

royalty day that cannot be expressed in words
You do not hear much about the sale of your book
your friends say nothing about it, but perhaps they
are Keeping its phenomenal secret from you.
You live in the country, and you the Book.
man. SO you do not know what the six best sellers
are, but you have your suspicious At last the fate
ful day arrives, the familiar envelope of your pub
Usher comes to you by mail, and as you open II
check Hutters out You remember the stories of du
Maurier and "Trilby" and how his publishers sent
him several thousands over and above the contract
agreement.
To be sure, it is only check, and not money, but
after all, any bank will convert check into money
if you are known, and your book has doubtless made
you known through the wide world,
You pick up the check and close your eyes, until
you are holding it right in front of them. "'rhc
Second National Bank of New York Pay to the
der of yourself $47.50. Harp, Serb. h Co."
1t isn't quite what you thought it would be. The
book is not one of the six-yet. STILL after the first
disappointment is over, you reflect that it is all clear
gain, and you go to the bank and have it converted
into new dollar bills, and then you 60 down to the
bookstore and you buy thirty odd books that you have
wanted for years.
No, you don't. You know very we'll you don't
for the same mail that brought the check brought its
antithess in the form of bill from the gentleman
who raised the price of beef you and the other
gentleman who charged You eight dollars n ton for
coal and like good little man you sit down and
you write out two checks which take up forty.two
of the dollars
But take my advice and get the better of fortune
by taking the fveifty that is left-and your wife
and going into town for jamboree Remember that
jamboree, small though it be, remains in the mem
DRY long after the memory of paid bill has left you
Pay the bills, but enough out of the cost Of
your clothes for little amborec. Clothes warm
the body, but amborees warm the cookies Of the
heart, and who neglects the cookies Of the
heart to put Jaeger underwear his sty limbs has
failed in his duty toward himsclf-and his better
half.
"Children aren't as respectful M they were when
| a child"
How can you say that and keep straight facet
Don't you remember hearing your Uncle John say
that very thing when you were about eghtY He had
come down from Maine to visit you and while you
liked him, you felt little free with him and said
something that brought forth his remark
And if the truth might be got ut, Uncle John had
similar experience when he was boy. His uncle
went up to Maine from Boston to visit and your
Uncle John made some hppant remark that caused
him to say that the disrespect Of modern children
remember that it is always modern times to the
man who is speaking even when you get back to the
days of Rehoboam)-hc said that the disrespect Of
modern children something awful. Why, when
he was boy children brought up to be silent
utterly forgetting that his father logged him for
disrespect, way back before Warren fell at Bunker
Hill, and while he was iloggng him he dcplored the
evil days which they had fallen. It had been
different when he was boy. Children then were
In fact, this remark translated into different Ian
guages goes back to the time Of Adam, and he, for
manifest reasons, could not make it.
But he is the only one who couldn't and didn't
The editor was getting up his Christmas issue,
or, to be exact, he was thinking Of getting it
up, and he lolled lazy in his hammock and
watched the shadows of the July clouds chasing each
other over the distant hills he wondered whether
he could not strike note in Christmas issues
something that would appeal to every man, woman
and child in the land and cause them to tumble over
each other in their eagerness to buy his magazine.
The shadows heightened in the grass, the hum Of
the insects lost the help OF the bees who had ceased
their work and gone to rest, and from the house
within came the tinke of silvery bell that told him
supper was served.
But he did not move, and at last his wife came
to the door and, tanning her face with her apron,
said: "John, everything is getting hot from stand
ing. Do come in"
He bounded from his hammock
~ have it. Mary, dearl / have 1t! | will have
o. Christmas issue that will leave all others in the