Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-07-22

and has come In to sec about It. It's the
worst ever. I've got better manuscrint-
from cooks and laundresses. I've got Ia
turn it down. but being she's a Iudee's
daughter I'D like to soften the blow. HEN
me out. won't you?"
'IIow2"
Here's the manuscript. See her in N.
reception room and tell her we are ovsr
crowded Just now. Tell her that othar
magazines pay more for her particuiss
styie than we do. In fact. tell her an
thing to let her down easy"
mot muchi" was the laughing renlv
'Thats what YOU are paid for. whati,
the matter with the story7"
HAS the hero held fast in a froe On
the railroad track for three days"
"The trains must have jumper over hin
as they came along"
''The heroine holds pistol to the ear =,
chauffeur and demands the use of ~
vehicle"
"Goodr
"oh, say, go in and talk to bs.
! Shouldn't wonder II she were a eooa,
looking girl"
Haven't time. By-by, Jones"
The one called Frank passed out ss
ten minutes later Jones entered the recar
tion room with the rejected story in bsnd
and look Of benevolence on his face Ma
Miss Dorothy Evans. She had fed with
burning cheeks and tears of humlliaton
| In her eyes,
Marrow escape for me-" said 1or..
with a sigh of relief, as he returned -
his den to send the story back bv mai
with the usual inclosure of thanks
A month passed. Judge Evans va.
very busy and he had forgotten all abo1s
the literary career of his daughter shs
hadn't, however. Every time she thoushs
of Jones she wanted to slaughter I'm,
As to the one called Frank, she dIdn't
know. He had pleasant voice, was ev,.
IDENTIFY a young man, and he had not
made fun Of her story.
One summers day Miss Dorothy ss,,u
tered down the highway toward the IA
stone quarry She had given the road ~
a man coming toward her in an auto
| when her foot struck a stone and bsr
\ ankle turned, and there she was. sIttins
| down in the dust Only for a moment
though The auto stopped the man eoi
| out, and in trice he had her seated on
a rock and was saying how sorry no vyas
| and hoping It was not a bad accident
The instant he spoke the girl recoRuizsd
the voice OF Frank. Yes; he was tbs
young man, and gentleman, and he
had kind heart. He was asking II aha
! lived on the hill, when Miss Dorothy, WIN
| didn't think the sprain amounted Ia
much, remarked:
But / am Judge Evans daughter"
"Yes?"
And 1 wrote story and sent Il IN
Jones, of the Blank Magazine"
"Yes?"
"And the hero was caught in a fror
of a railroad track and held for three
days"
IL don't quite underestimate stam-
mered the young man.
| But you said to Jones that day that
the trains must have jumped over him
| as they came along"
| I'll Was II about a month ago,
and in the office of the magazne?"
| 1.-THE same, sir. l was in the reception
room and heard through the partition"
| Mr.. Frank Denison did not deny his
| words. He said that tho first thing was
| to get Miss Dorothy home. which took
only about three minutes, and then he
\ advised her to use alcohol and a band
age, and took II upon himself to say that
he would call next day. He did call and
the Judge. and with the Judges daugh-
ter and to make himself very agreeabls
and very much at home. He often asked
for the story to read and pass Judgment
upon, but 1t was four or five months be-
fore 1t was handed him. He read il 10
the last line and then rose up and said:
Miss Dorothy, l must speak to your
father"
"But-but what about?" she asked 40
she turned away her face.
1--WE must prevent you from adopting
a literary career, and the only way L
| know Is toto"
Miss Dorothy adopted another career
several months ago.
| Copyright 1915. by the Mcclure Newspaper
| Syndicate.)