Daily Arizona silver belt., 1907-12-07
The Emperor's Clothes
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IOrIgIHdII ourtney was an unsuccessful

 have 50 completely depended on tbeI brains instead of their feelings for re. suits as she. Among other traits she possessed that of observation, and what she observed she could utilize. One evening she read to her little son a story of Hans Andersen's. An em- peror was fond of dress. Two rogues came to town and claimed to make clothes of so fine texture that those Tho were stupid and unfitted for their positions could not see them. The rogues were ordered to make clothes for the. emperor. When they were be. ing woven he sent his prime minister to see how they looked The rogues were working on nothing. The miDS- ter supposed he was too stupid to sec the fabric and united for his posi- ton. Not willing to admit bis u1- worthiness. he reported to the emperor that the clothes were splendid. 9th CTS made the same report. When the clothes came the emperor saw nothing. but, not willing to admit his dehcien- cies. accepted them, put them on and appeared in them before the whole city. All, supposlng that they were de- fcient, applauded the clothes except a little child, who said, "rhe emperor has nothing on at all.
 That night Mrs. Courtney stole one of her husbands oft neglected poems entitled "In Imitation of Poe" put an appropriate heading on it, copied 1t In Poe's handwriting (she possessed 2 Autograph specimen), signed his name to 1t and sent It to Song and Story, a high grade magazine, with letter stating that she had found It among the papers of her grandfather, who was an intimate friend of the great poet. She signed fictitious name to her let ter.
 The poem was published at once and produced sensation. Critics, who doubted It's authenticity, did not dare risk such an opinion. So they review ed 1t critically, pointing out those beau ties which were to be found only In the writings of Poe. Young people Of literary aspirations dotted upon it, and the great mass of the people, supposing their betters knew all about it. accept ed their opinions without questioning them.
 One evening Paul Courtney picked up copy of the magazine containing hls poem and, turning the leaves, sprahg from his chair. With indlgna- ton and astonlshment, he called his wife's attention to the liberty that had been taken with his work She advised him to go at once to the editor and make a vigorous protest Courtney after sleepless night, invaded the editorial sanctum and confronted the editor.
 That poem," he said, "has been de clined by every magazine, including your own, and when some person, un' known to me. sends 1t in as one of Poe's you publish 1t, and the whole lit. erary world goes mad over 1t. Now, sir, what are you going to do about itf'
 The editor gave way to thought for awhile and then said:
 'The error must remain unexplained. The matter will soon be forgotten"
 'I will have 1t up in the courts"
 Suppose, Mir. Courtney, we give you unlimited space in our columns for one year by way of reparationY'
 "Hmv' said the poet, soothed Would you be willing to settle on that basisT'
 Certainly. On no account can we have this matter get out to the pub lic."
 "DoneI said Courtney. And he weut home to inform his wife of the result of the interview.
 The next issue of the magazine con- tained poem by Paul Courtney which was mentioned favorably by several critical journals. MT. Courtney's pho togravure appeared in catalogues of successful authors, and 1t was not long before his poems and bis physlognomy were alike familiar to the public. What the critical journals pronounced excellent the general reader accepted as such. Every magazine tried to se- cure poems from Mir Courtney, but he had all the space he wanted In one.
 At the end of year the poet was notified that he would be given no more space in Song and Story. Hay. ing made name for himself, he was not disturbed. But in time the editors of other periodicals noticed the omis- sion, and Courtney's poems began to come back as of yore. His wife told him that he had had his day in the poetic world and should be satisfied. He wisely decided to take her advice.
 One evening Mrs. Courtney, seeing a few simple verses signed "Bucb- eye" in a newspaper, read them tt her bairns. They were received witb delight. Courtney, coming into tl room, noticed what had taken plac,.: and 1t occurred to him to test some of his own work in the same way. Se- lecting several of the simplest of his poems, he read them to the children They were received without the slight. est expression of pleasure. Courtney was disappointed.
 Ten years passed. One evening MT. Courtney while looking over news. paper lighted on an item which he read aloud to his wife:
 "Mr -, who has long been sending his poems to the newspapers because he could not find space in the magazines. has at last found market for them in book form. Poems by Buckeye has reached the slxtieth thousand
 "The children were right" he said. Weren't they, my dear?"
 "Yes; it Is the old story of the em. peror's clothes"