The Holt County sentinel., 1918-06-07
MAKING A MILLION

BY n. 7. RICH.

heaven were short.
The difficulty lay not In any lack Of
language. but In certain donrth Of
ideas. Result: n dull and tedious
tale.
Ever hear Of him7 doubt IL. Any.
way. you would be- unlikely to know he
had n daughter. He had, though Her
name was Allnlie. and her mother had
died when she WIS very small. leaving
her to her fathers kindly but irregu.
lar tutclage. As u consequence Of
which. by the time she reached TWEEN.
~. she was In possession among other
things Of us vigorous nn artistic tenn
permanent as the most ardent tempera.
ment fan could desire.
Now an artistic temperament must
have Its opposite, and hers was II. II.
Bennink--'hough he pretended he had
Just such temperament as hers and
swore he was u writer. For Brnnink
was versed In the ways Of women.
Moreover. he ind the aforesaid
Charles were friends. Tut this with
the fact that he actually was In love
with daughter Allnlie. and you have
situation thnt would really have af-
fordcd grounds for fiction.
Henry" Charles snid one dry, ''you
don't write. Ill wnger you never sold
a story In your life."
"Hush!" Henry replied. dropping a
slow lid. II use a nom de plume"
whereupon Charles had ceased 10
be concerned on that point. They
Understood ench other, and the sooner
n certain marriage took place. the bet.
ter.
hut not 80 Allnile. She wanted n
real author. not one who used NON dc
plumes" and WINS mysteriously reti-
cent about his work.
Its no use. Henry" she exclaimed
at length. after he had been coming to
sec her for several months. you've
either got TO write under your own
nnme. or so awny-for good"
Her words were final. and he
knew Il.
"would you marry me II dId7" he
asked.
EYES," she said.
Now watch!
Bcnnink. being n business man, be.
took himself TO Charles inner shrine
nnd snt with him In solemn conclavc.
There was bold talk. aud mention OF
sums Of money IN seven figures. An
agreement was reached. Then he ~
turned 10 Allalic.
MY dear" he snid. ut shnll be ~
you wish. shnll reveal my identity
! ut last. In u series Of stories which
promise 10 begin tomorrow"
And when tomorrow arrived, the
series wns begun.
We must now suppose some months
10 have elapsed. mud Allnlie to have
become Mrs. Bennink.
DO you remember those stories In
Ks Magazine Inst year, about the
young fellow who succeeded In rcllev-
Ing Wall street or so much money!
Henry Makes u Million" the series
was called. Perhaps you have forgot.
ten. but the mime ii. ii. Bennlnk was
under the title.
BcnniEk will never forget. The
memorable day the issue containing
80 ''Nt F'''s '' ''f ~
turned from the Office (ics, indeed. II
II quite customary for authors now
adnys 10 have city ofiicesO To be met
ON his doorstep by IN cxultnnt wife.
"Not %. licnry'-'Ii. II. Bennlnk""
he had laughed. md kissed her.
lie snid II bored him 10 see his name
In print. But the arrival Of ench
months issue Of Ks continued TO
be frnurht with keenest interest for
his wife. and certain pride In her
husband grew and grew. Nor was she
unduly proud, for the series was
great success.
~ case OF getting famous nll OF q
sudden" he conhded 10 Charles one
morning. "Why, do you know, dozens
Of magazines nre after me for stories,
publishers ARE bothering me to death
about book rights. and seven colleges
have offered me profcssorshIps Ia Eng.
lish. They hall me US the man of the