The Yale expositor., 1919-09-25
MAKING A MILLION
BY II. T. RICH.
per Syndicate.)

scure little author OF unpopular fic-
tion-short stories that one thanked
heaven were short.
The difficulty lay not in any lack of
language, but In certain dearth OF
ideas. Result: dull and tedious
tale.
Ever hear of him? l doubt 1t. Any
way, you would be unlikely to know he
had a daughter. He had, though! Her
name was Allalie, and her mother had
died when she was very small, leaving
her. to her fathers kindly but irregu-
lar tutelage. As consequence of
which, by the time she reached twen-
ty, she was In possession among other
things OF as vigorous an artistic tenn
permanent as the most ardent temporal
ment fan could desire.
Now an artistic temperament must
have its opposite, and hers was ii. IL.
Bennink-though he pretended he had
just such u temperament AZ hers and
swore he was a writer. For Bennink
was versed In the ways OF women.
Moreover. he and the aforesaid
Charles were friends. Put this With
the fact that he actually was in love
with daughter Allalie. and you have a
situation that would really have an
forded grounds for fiction.
Henry" Charles said one day, "you
don't write. I'll wager you never sold
story in your life."
"Hush !" Henry replied, dropping
slow lid. II use nom de plume"
Whereupon Charles had ceased to
be concerned on that point. They
understood each other, and the sooner
certain marriage took place, the bet
ter.
But not so Allalie. She wanted a
real author, not one who used nom de
plumes" and was mysteriously reti-
cent about his work.
cts no use, Henry" she exclaimed
at length, after he had been coming to
see her for several months. you've
either got to write under your own
name, or 90 away-for good"
Her words were final, and he
knew Ii.
would you marry me If didT he
asked.
EYES," she said.
| Now watch
Bennink. being a business pan, be-
took himself TO Charles inner shrine
and sat with him in solemn conclave.
There was bold talk, and mention OF
sums OF money in seven 6gures- An
agreement was reached. Then he re-
turned to Allalie.
MY DEAR" he said, ut shall be as
you wish. l shall reveal my identity
at last, in series OF stories which l
promise to begin tomorrow"
And when tomorrow arrived, the
series was begun.
We must now suppose some months
to have elapsed, and ATlalie to have
become Mrs. Bennink.
Do you remember those stories in
ks Magazine last year, about the
young fellow who succeeded In reliev-
Ing Wall street Of so much money?
Henry Makes Million" the series
was called. Perhaps you have forgot
ten, but the name III. ii. Bennink was
under the title.
Bennink will never forget. The
memorable day the issue containing
I his first story appeared, he had re-
turned from the Office eyes, indeed, 1t
is quite customary for authors now
adays to have city officesD to be met
on his doorstep by an exultant wife.
mot %. Henry'-'H. III. Bennink J.
he had laughed. and kissed her.
He said 1t bored him to see his name
/ lin print. But the arrival Of each
months issue Of ks continued to
be fraught 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.
"a case of getting famous all OF a
sudden" he confded to Charles one
morning. "Why, do you know, dozens
Of magazines are after me for stories,
publishers are bothering me to death
about book rights, and seven colleges
= have offered me professorships In Eng
: lish. They. hail me as the man Of the
= hour, whereas"
: "Hush !" warned Charles.
q The months sped on, the series was
Q concluded, and presently 1t appeared
d In volume form-so that all might buy
3 and learn how certain Henry had
l. been able to gather together ten hum
dred thousand dollars out of the debris
of Wall street.
Then, one day, Charles E. G. Acker-
y son and III. III. Bennink voted them
selves leave of absence and Mrs. Ben
mink. returning from an afternoon auc-
. tlon party, found the following note
from her distinguished husband pinned
u raklshly to the lampshade in the Ii
brary:
e "My Dear:
Il am the hero, your father the au-
thor. made the million. He made II
famous. We are on our vacation.
Love. HENRY.
"P. S.-You will find my handbook
Il In the top drawer OF my desk"
When Mrs. Bennink found that
handbook. she learned something that