Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1939-02-04

soon. for the proofs.
They came before long. When Editha
saw the packet with the Gunnemann
label on It she had the biggest thrill
She had had since the day Of her mar
/ rage 70 Herbert. Weeks before she had
/ provided herself with a manual on the
/ correcting Of proofs, and she now knew
all about "stetS" and "deleteS," etc,
etc.
And seeing a printers query against
the sentence. Early in our married
life my husband threw me my ideals.
my hopes. my aspirations. the whole OF
me, body and brain. and I might al
most say soul. into the wastepaper
basket" she wrote on the margin
"stet' with almost vicious determine
ton. And as she did so she felt as II
the blood OF thousands OF married
women was burning in her veins.
MY Husband was published early
in March. Editha received the regula-
ton six copies free from Mr.. Gunne-
mann. She liked the bindlng-dark
green, she liked the printing. she liked
the plain Jacket with Just the name in
large letters. the waStepaper legend.
the mysterious X
this" she thought But I know, and
that's enough"
At that moment she forgot Mr.. Gun
nemann
She sat down in her tinv drawing
room and read the book from cover
TO cover And she wondered how she
had been able to write It. It was so
sharp so intense in place, so clever
even.
What will women think Of itq" she
asked herself. almost with dread
She was verv soon to know.
For about three weeks the sale OF
the book was nil and Mr.. Gunnemann +
said to Lintock
I'm not often wrong about q book /
but this time I believe we've drawn
a blank. Lintock"
Don't you believe 1t. chief Wait
TIL the women get wise TO Il Our
are crazy about It,"
"Crazv-are they? That's a good
sign. Stenographers represent a lot If
the public. They aren't Judges OF merit
But they're damned good tidoes Of
what the AVERAGE woman VIII like"
well. they think It's finer
Then the sales should 20 IN"
They rose. not greatly but steadily.
Ill an article came out IN the middle
Oages Of the most popular daily in
london. 1t was lone review OF MY
Husband md was beaded
who IS the doctor?"
When Lintock brou0ht II in 10 Mr..
Sunnemann. end Ibid II in front OF ,
lin on his table. the latter glanced ut
he title. glanced at the lenrth Of the
rticle. noted its position in the paper
'emoved his ci0ar from between his
fps. glanced quickly round the room
n his characteristic wav. rs II his eyes
rere actino rs mapnates 10 pieces OF
money. (goid bv preference) and then
ttered the pregnant statement:
Were there. Iintock we're therel
-hat Who is the doctor?' has done TT"
I'm with you. chief, A uuestion's ,
ften so times better than a statement. :
let's the public wondering. Sets them /,
We're in for a boom" !
TELL them to print hard Give the +
rider to pass 1t on. And wait a min r
tel"
He sat down before his table. took t
large envelope, enclosed in It a sheet
{ psDer containing the article. stuck a
he flap down picked IN a pen and n
rote on It TX" and Editha's address r.
Manchester street. Then he touched a
n electric bell. A young clerk appeared a
ON the office. q
Get that right away to the post, "
lsman."
Eyes. sir" Il
She'll earn more than 500 from n
er royalties, Lintock," said Mr.. Gum y
emann. "She wouldn't sell and she m
as dead right. That little woman's b.
sharp as a needle" b.
odd her husband, whoever he was IL
i" here Lintock looked at Mr.. Gun Ia
emann, whose face became instantly
lite expressionleSs-''n found It H
It," he said. in
"Oh, husbands" said Mr.. Gunne- HI
ann with the supreme contempt OF A!
bachelor.
Are we race apart then2" asked oh
ntock, with a hint of acidity.