The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-12-29
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Story a Day
Proof of the
Pudding

PUDDING
COPYRIGHT. 1890. By Doubleday. Page
q CO.. Published bV special ar
ranOcmcnt 10Th the Wheeler Syn
d,eafe. Inc.
Spring winked a vitroous optic Mt
Editor WcHtbrook OF tho Minerva
Magazine. and DETECTED him from
his course. lie had lunchcd In his
favorite corner OF "A broadway hotel
and was returning 20 his office when
hig feet became cnangled In the lure
81 tho vcrnal coquctte Which Is BY
way Of saying that he turned east
ward on Twenty sixth Street. safely
fordcd the spring freshet OF vehicles
on Firth Avenue. and meandercd
along tho walks OF budding Madison
SQUARE
Tho ienicnt air and the setting OF
tho little park almost formed "A pas
torai. the color motif was green
tho presiding shade nj tho creation
Of man and vegetation.
Tho callow grass between the
walks was tho color Of verdigris. a
poisonous green. reminiscent OF the
horde OF dercilct humans that had
brcathcd upon the soll during the
summer and autumn. The bursting
tree buds looked strangely familiar 10
those who had botanixed among the
furnishings OF tho fish course OF a
forty cent dinner. The sky above
was that pale aauamarlne tint
that ballroom poets rhyme with
true and sue and "coo." The
ono natural and frank color visible
was tho ostcnslbie green OF tho new
IS painted bcnches--a shade between
tho color OF a picked cucumber and
that OF last years fast black crav'
enette raincoat. But. 60 tho city
bred eye OF Editor Wcstbrook. the
landscape appeared a masterpiece.
And now. whether you are of those
who rush In. or OF tho gentle con
courne that fears TO tread. you must
follow in brief invasion Of the cd
ftor'a mind.
Editor wes,brook's spirit was con
tented and serene. The April mum
Der OF tn. Minerva had sold It's en-
tire edition before tho tenth day Of
tho month"; ncwsdcaicr in keokul
had written that he could have sold
fifty copies more n he had had EN-,
The owners OF tho magazine had
raised his fthe editor'H) salary. he had
lust Installed In his homo a jewel OF
a recently imported cook who was
afraid of policemen. and the morning
papers had published in full speech
he had made at publishers ban
quct ALSO there were echolng In his
mind the jubiiAnt notes OF a splendid
song that hla charming young wife
had sung 10 him before he left HIS
uptown apartment that morning
shs was taking enthusiastic interest
Ia her music OF late. practiclng early
and diligently. when he had com.
plisnentrd her on tho improvement
in her voice shc had fairly Rugged
him for Joy nj his praise. Ho felt.
TOO. the benign. tonic mcdicament al
tho trained nurse. Spring. tripping
softly SHOWN the wards Of tho con
NAlcacent CITY.
While Editor wcntbrook was snun'
,ering between tho rows OF park
benches tairoady filling with va
grants and the guardians OF lawlcEs
childhood he felt HIS sleeve Eraspcd
and held Suspecting that he was
about 10 be panhandled. he turned
a cold and unprofitabie face. and saw
that his cap,or as-Dawc- Shaclic.
ford Dave. dingy. almost ragged. the
gcnteei scarcely visible in him thru
tho deeper lines OF tho shabby.
while tho editor IL pulling himself
raphy Of Dave Ia offered.
lilo was a fiction writer. and one Of
wcatbrook'a old acquaintance. At
one time they might have called each
other old friends. Dave had some
money In those days. and lived in n
decent apartment house near West.
brooks. The two families often went
TO theatres and dinners together.
Airs. Dave and Mrs. wcstbrook be.
came dearest friends. Then one
day a little tentacie of the octopus.
just 10 amuse itself. ingurRitated
Dawes capital. and he moved TO the
Gramcrcy Park ncighborhood. where
one, for a few greats per week. may
sit upon ones trunk under eight
branchcd chandeliers and opposite
carrara marble mantels and watch
the mice play upon tho floor. Dave
thought TO live by writing fiction.
Now and then he sold n story. lie
submitted many 10 wcstbrook. The
Minerva printed one or two OF them:
the rest wcro returned. Westhrook
sent a careful and conscientious per.
sonal letter with each rejected manu-.
script. pointing out In detail his rea-
sons for considering II unavailable.
Editor Wcstbrook had his own clear
conception OF what constituted good
fiction. SO had Dave. Mrs. Dave
was mainly concerned about the con
stituents OF the scanty dishes OF food
that she managed TO scrapc together.
One day Dave had been spouting TO
her about tho excellencies Of certain
French writer's. At dinner they sat
down 20 dish that n hungry school
boy would have encompassed at a
gulp. Dave commented.
ats Maupassant hash,- said Mrs.
Dave. ut may not be art. but I
do wish you would do n flve-course
Marion Crawford serial with an Ella
Wheeler Wilcox sonnet for dessert
I'm hurry"
As far M this from success was