Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1912-03-08
Marjory' Little
Effort

do you honestly and truly think it's
good, girls? Are you positive you are
not fattering me?" asked Marjory Of
her literary society, known as The
Eight
ITS splendid" answered Nan, de-
cidedly.
Just DEAR" added Ted.
"It's too cute for anything. said
Evaritus.
Il consider it q strong story, even
if / say SO myself" said Mrs. Morse,
Mildreds sister, while the other four
girls added evidence Of their appre-
citation OF Marjory's literary ability.
i've read 1t and reread 1t so many
times myself that can't Judge, but
am glad you girls like 1t. Mother
said; BY all means send It to the pa
per, my child but mother has known
me SO many yeare that she is in
clined to be partial to anything | do,
from Irish crochet lace to writing
stories.
Brother Bob says that he has read
many poor stories In his day, but this Is
the worst He advises me to save the
money l spend in paper, envelopes.
stamps and typewriting and send II
to some poor, worthy family. He says
Uncle Sans mail department should
not be compelled to carry such litera-
ture. But Bob is no critic. He was
cross, anyway when / read it to him,
because the laundry failed to return
his pet white vest in time Tor Violet's
dinner dance. / don't care what he
says, II you girls really like it,
II love It," said Ted. If you don't
send that story to magazine, Mar
jory Morton, I'll never speak to you
again. Any editor with good judgment
will eagerly grasp It,"
well, you girls know what you
know. II you insist, it goes. All hold
your breath, and, If it is accepted, I'll
treat you girls to . fine luncheon"
Ten days later Marjory burst into
Mildreds house with: Mildred! Mil
dred Morton Morse! Come! oh, the
grandest thing! Gorgeous!'
"What is the matter? Are you en-
gagged? Who is the man? Tell me
quickly, and stop screaming"
"My story has been accepted.
Just received check for ten dollars.
I'm an authoress. Behold me, your
sister, Marjory Morton! My name in
print! Wonderful! I could just hug
that beautiful editor! I'll phone the
girls and tell the news"
Don't forget the promised lunch.
con- said Mrs. Morse.
"That's So" answered Marjory. "Why
did make such a rash promise? All,
! pity it's it's true"
We've made arrangements for me
| to give my luncheon-to meet at IL
o'clock next Saturday" said Mar.
jory short while later. $50 be on
| deck with your whMe beaver hat, black
velvet suit and violets, The girls
were just wild with delight. Nan said
she was going to fast until them
81 think will do likewise said Mrs
Morse with laugh.
"Oh, dear, now I'm q literary WON
an. ! suppose I'll have to muss my
hair. and let my skirts sag in the back
No more tube skirts and fancy bags
| for mel"
"Marjory. your success has surely
gone to your head. Be calm and
| placid" said her sister.
Saturday came, as Saturdays will
but this particular Saturday 1.-THE rair
was raining all around" 1t poured and
noured and poured.
"since the time OF Noah there hal
never been such deluge," walled Mar
jory.
i Cant you postpone your luncheon
until the sun rises?" questioned Nil
dred
Decidedly not. It's all ordered
Can't possibly countermand It at THU
i late hour. What shall do? No On'
| but q duck could go on foot in Thu
Storm questioned the hostess
4 sT'm afraid, sis, It will have to b,
taxis," weakly suggested Mildred.
Eight girls meen two taxis. IT.
dreadful! But / suppose I'll have t
submit to the inevitable" said Mar
jory. as she left the room to call NJ
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