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through the purchase by us
of several thousand dollars
worth of fine Imported Crock-
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no duplicates (one piece of
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A COMPLICATION‘.
Not to make a mystery of this story
and thus barrow up the reader’s feelings
as we go along with the recital of the
curious game of cross purposes at which
Minnie Fleming and her husband played,
I will state the facts of the case plainly
at the beginning so that every one may
understand the situation.
Minnie Fleming was a. subdued, quiet
little woman, with something like ten
times the amount of brains her husband
possessed, but she was not aware of it
and would have been very indignant if
- any one had ventured to suggest such a
thing, for she looked up to her husband
with love, admiration and respect.
Knowing Jim Fleming well, it always
seemed to me that his wife’s adoration
for him was entirely misplaced. This
may be professional jealousy, for I have
to admit that I never could read with
patience anything Fleming ever wrote.
His work seemed to me, not to put it
too plainly, gulf of the slushiest sort,
and there is too much of that kind of
writing in the world now. Jim Flem-
ing is 'a big, grufi, somewhat good na-
' tured person with a thorough belief in
his own abilities, which. as I have in-
timated, most of us do not think justifi‘
able by facts. He is the editor of Pot-
‘ » Shots, a London weekly that used to
have a large circulation which is now
generally understood to have fallen 01f
on account of the tremendous competi-
tion there is in the journalistic business.
It is a paper that offers £2,000 insurance
money to the heirs of a man who is
killed by falling out of a balloon, if at
the time of the disaster he happens to
have a copy of Pot-Shots inhis pocket.
Now it happened that little Mrs. Min-
nie Fleming had literary ideas that were
promptly crushed by her big husband.
She possessed. as I have said, an amaz.
ing respect for his literary judgment,
and with fear and trembling she had on
several occasions submitted little stories
to him, hoping that they might merit a
place between the covers of Pot-Shots,
but Jim ridiculed the stupidity of these
yarns so severely that Mrs. Fleming,
after having a quiet little cry all by her-
self,,showed him no more of these ef-
forts at fiction.
Nevertheless, she thought her stories,
if not good enough for Pot-Shots, might
be palmed off on other less well edited
journals, so she took to sending her
stories round to one after another of the
London publications, gettizg them back
as a general rule, but he . mg one taken
now and then; just enough success to
keep up her courage. You may be sure
that she took good care not to let her
husband know anything of these excur—
sions into the fields of literature, but
she hoped to be able to earn something
with her pen, with the humble desire of
helping Jim out, if ever he wanted a. lit-
tle additional money.
She had read pretty little stories
about wivr: who had saved a penny to-
day and tiswpence to-mon‘ow, storing
the coins Z}.\Vu.y so that when they were
poured out, on the coming of a. family
crisis, they amounted to a wonderful
fund that tided over all the difficulties.
She soon found that her chief customer
was the editor of the Family Bouncer, a
weekly paper that went in strongly for
fiction of all kinds. Her little stories
seemed to suit the kind of readers who
took that celebrated journal, and al-
though the pay was small at first, the
“crisis fund,” as she called it, was con-
stantly augmented.
At last she received a very nice letter
from the editor of the Family Bouncer.
He said he had been watching her little
stories with interest for some time past,
and he felt certain she could write a
serial if she set her mind to it. With-
out making any definite promises, he
wrote that he hopod she would try and
that she would let him see the result.
This letter filled the timorous little
heart of Minnie with joy, and she set
herself to work to write the long
story.
Not to make too long a story of this
long story, it may be said that it pleased
the editor, was printed in installments
and more than pleased the readers of
the Family Bouncer.
Mrs. Fleming wrote under the name
of Hilda “Markham,” and the result of
the appearance of her first long story
was that Greig & Co., the literary
agents, wrote to her and offered to place
any stories she cared to write at as ad-
vantageous prices as the market would
afford for a commission of 10 per cent.
This ofi'er she accepted, and the results
were extremely gratifying to her, what—
ever they may havo been to the editors
who had to pay the increased prices.
And this brings us to the point where
this story really begins. One editor
generally knows pretty well which of
his contemporaries, esteemed or other-
wise, has the largest circulation, and
which has not, and Jim Fleming saw
with dismay that the circulation of his
own paper was falling rapidly, and it
was evident that his penny public was
drifting over to the Family Bouncer.
In investigating the reasons for this he
quickly came upon the bald fact that
tl e increase in his rival was largely due
to the stories of the new writer, Hilda
Markham. So he resolved to get a Story
from that lady at all hazards, and thus
save his own circulation, which was
coming down like a man falling from a
balloon. eager to bestow the insurance
money on his surviving relatives.
It was one of Jim’s theories that
women have no head for business, and
that of all women in the world his wife
had the least capacity in that direction.
He made up his mind that he would go
as far as £150 fora story by Hilda Mark-
ham, and he wrote a letter to her agent
opening negotiations for ‘ .1 serial.
As it happened, two other editors wrote
with a similar object that same day,
and the agents were in the delightful
financial position of suddenly finding
the demand greater than the supply. 80
theyreplied to each of the editors that
Miss Markham’s next story would be
£500 for serial rights alone. '
This price took Jim Fleming’s breath
away, especially as he had been accus—
tomed all. these years to fill the paper
with his own stufi and with stolen mat-
ter from America. It seemed hard that
an honest editor should be asked to pay
away money to a mere writer. So he
wrote to the agents, expostulating
against the exorbitant terms, and was
told in reply that they had two other
offers for the story, and merely gave
him the first chance because his letter
happened to be the first one that was
opened. The agent intimated that if‘he
wanted the story he should have to
make up his mind at once, so that the
others might not be kept waiting. Then
it was that Jim Fleming went home,
worried about the matter, and he was
never a. man who concealed his irrita-
tion when he entered his own house.
Poor Minnie Fleming was very much
troubled to see her husband in the state
of exasperation that now encompassed
him. She asked him timidly to confide
his woes to her, and perhaps she might
be able to help him out—a suggestion
which Jim received with lofty scorn.
“Is it a money trouble, Jim?” she
asked.
“All troubles are money troubles,”
replied her husband. “There is no
other trouble in this world except lack
of money.”
“Have you a payment to make?” she
asked.
“Yes.”
‘ ‘How much?”
“Now, what the deuce good would it
do you to know? Have you a banking
account”
"I have a small one,” said his wife,
trembling as she spoke, for she felt
that her secret was in jeopardy.
Jim looked up at her quickly.
“A small one?” he said. “Can you
tell me plainly how much money you
have, if you have any?”
“You don’t tell me plainly,” she an-
swered with more spirit than she had
yet shown, “how much it is that you
need.”
“Very well,” replied Jim grufiiy. “I
need £500. Have you got it?”
“No, Ihave not. How soon do you
want it?”
“I want it now. That is, I want it
to-morrow or the next day at the
latest.”
“Then,” said his wife with dignity, “I
will see if I can get it for you to-morrow
or the next day.”
After Fleming had left for London on
the following morning his wife put on
her best apparel and was in the city
soon after her husband. She never
called upon her agent before. All her
negotiations had been carried on by let-
ter. She walked three times past the
office before she had the courage to go
up the stairs. The demand she was
about to make was so enormous, and
she felt there was such a little chance
of success, that had it not been for the
sake of her husband she would not have
ventured.
When the clerk showed her into the
great man’s room her courage nearly
left her, but when the great man dis—
covered that she was the rising young
author, Hilda Markham, he was all
genialty and smiles.
“I have brought you here,” she said,
her hands trembling as she undid the
string, for she seemed to have a vague
idea. that if she showed him the writing
she might have less difficulty to get
along with him. “I have brought with
me the complete manuscript of the latest
novel I have written. I think it is bet-
ter than the'last.”
“It is sure to be good,” said the agent
encouragingly.
“But—butw—J’ stammered Mrs.
Fleming. “I wanted to know if you
could advance me £500?” '5
The agent looked grave.
“Do you mean that we are to ask that
much for the novel?"
“Oh, no, no,” said Mrs. Fleming eag-
erly. “But I promise to write you an-
other one as soon as possible. I need
the money for a particular purpose, and
I must have it "to-day if it is to do any
gooc .”
“Well,” said the infant, “we some—
times advance money to authors, and if
I could be sure of having all your work
for the future, I think I might stretch
a point in this case and let you have the
money."
Mrs. Fleming gave a sigh of relief, and
the great man, calling a clerk, wrote
out a check for £500 and presented it to
her. After she had signed the receipt,
given him the manuscript and put her
name to a contract, Mrs. Fleming hur-
ried home to place the money in the
bank, but that was one of the days
when the bank closed at 2 o’clock, and
she arrived there just five minutes too
late. She was dismayed at this, for
there was no place in their surbui‘b
where the check could be cashed, and
she dared not give the check to her hus-
band, or the whole secret would be
out.
Meanwhile the agent as soon as she
left the room, called his clerk to him
and said:
“Write to James Fleming, of Pot-
Shots, that we regret that we are not
able to sell him Hilda Markham’s story
for £500. The author, tell him, has
called upon us and refused to sell for
less than £600, although, of course, you
may inform him that if he had taken
our offer when first made, we would
have had to pocket the loss.”
As soon as the letter was signed a
messenger was sent with it to Fleming.
The receipt of it nearly drove that good
man wildf He had the announcement
of the story in type and wanted to pub-
lish it in the next number.
He had such little faith in his wife be-
ing able to get the money that he actual-
ly forgot hat she had promised to do so
and he i. out home that night in even
worse temper than the night before.
His wife said apologetically when he
came in:
“I have got that £500, but would it
make any difference to you if I did not
give you the check for it until to-mor-
row?”
“What are you ”talking about?” he
cried angrily. “If you have the money
to-night why should I wait till to-mor—
row?” ' -
é
' “I have it in the form of a check.” she .
answered, “and that check I wish to
place in the bank.”
“I’ll warrant the check is not good for
anything,” said Fleming. “Let me see
it.
“I would rather not do that,” said his
wife. “I will give you the check if you
will ask no questions.”
“Good heavens!” cried Jim. “I will
ask no questions if you really have the
money. Let me see the check.”
He looked at it for a moment in
amazement, and then at his Wife. For-
getting his promise, he said:
“How in Heaven’s name do you come
to have a. check from Greig & 00.? It
is Graig & 00. that I have to pay £500;
or rather if I had the money yesterday
or to-day it would have been £500. Now
they have raised me another hundred.
They say that Hilda Markham came in
to-day and refused to sell her story for
less than £600.”
“Hilda Markham!”
faintly.
“Yes, Hilda. Markham. I am com-
pelled to buy one of he; stories or see our
circulation go to pieces.”
Fleming’s wife sat down in an easy
chair and there was a. twinkle about her
eyes that suggested laughter, which
caused Jim to frown deeply.
“Jim, dear,” said ‘ Minnie, “I know
you are ever so much more clever than
I am, but I really think you don’t confide
enough in your wife. It would have
saved you a good deal of trouble if you
had told me just what you wanted. I
am Hilda Markham, and goodness knows
you might have had all the stories I
have ever written if youhad wanted
them; but now I have signed a contract
with Greig for all future novels, and
thus, you see, for want of a little con-
fidence between us we shall be forever
paying Grieg 10 per cent, merely that
he may hand my stories to you. Jim, I
don’t believe you are nearly as wise a
man as I always thought you were.”—
Luke Sharp in Detroit Free Press.
HOW TO DESTROY LEAF EATERS.”
cried his wife
If Societies Are Formed They Can Spray
Trees at Small Cost.
Lewis Collins, Secretary of the Tree
Planting and Fountain Society of
Brooklyn. says in regard to destroying
“leaf eaters” and caterpillars:
“The subject of spraying trees to pro-
tect the foliage from the lzu'vae of in-
sects that devour it during the summer
months is worthy of careful attention.
There are certain mixtures which
sprayed upon the leaves at the right
time will destroy all worms that feed
upon them. This can be done easily by
one familiar with the process and is not
expensive when a neighborhood unites
and procures the apparatus and materials
and hires the services of a competent
man. Information relating to apparatus,
mixtures and methods of applying can
be obtained gratuitously by applying'to
the Department of Agriculture, Wash.-
ington, D. C.; to the Cornell University
Experiment Station, Ithaca, N. Y.; to
the New Jersey Agricultural College
Experiment Station, Rutgers College,
New Brunswick, N. J .; from the adver-
tisements in any leading horticultural or
agricultural publications, or from any
leading seedsman.
“The practice of spraying has become
50 well established and is so useful that
it is difficult to believe that intelligent
people are not acquainted with the pro-
cess and its value. With a judicious
use of insecticides, our foliage may be
preserved from leaf eaters of all kinds.”
Governor Upham’s Story of Lincoln.
President Cleveland had a breezy and
interesting caller at the White House
the other day in the person of Governor
Upham, of Wisconsin. “J rust thirty-
three years ago, Mr. President,” said he,
“I stood in this very room talking to
Ithe man who was then President of the
United States. It was Mr. Lincoln.
Senator Doolittle from my State brought
me up here and introduCed me, and told
Mr. Lincoln I had just come from the
rebel prison hospital in Richmond, where
I had been for three months with a gun-
shot wound in my left shoulder. To my
great amazement. President Lincoln
asked me to take off my coat. Inas-
much as I was a soldier and he the Com-
mander-in-Chief of the army and navy,
I promptly but wonderingly obeyed
orders. ‘Take ofi your shirt, please,’
said Mr. Lincoln, and I pulled OE my
shirt. ‘I want to see your wound,’ ex-
plained the President. and he stood me
up by that window and looked closely at
the spot where the bullet had entered
my shoulder. He was as sympathetic
as any woman could be, and said all
mannerpf nice things to me. I suppose
I am the only living man who was ever
asked by a President of the United States
to take off his coat and shirt in the White
House. ”—Chicago TimesHerakl.
Divorce in nut-mall.
Divorce in Burmah is free. It can be
claimed by either party for any good
reason, such as incompatibility of tem-
per, and carries no slur with it. No
lawsuit is required. They go to the
village elders, in a town to the elders of
the quarter, and a divorce paper is
drawn up that defines all arrangements
as to property and children;
The law as to property is this. Each
retains his or her owu property, and all
property acquired jointly during mar-
ried life, as by trading, is divided
equally. But the claimant of the di-
vorce must leave the house and all the
household goods to the other. If it be
the woman, she may remove her loom;
if it be the man, he may take nothing.
Thus there is a certain penalty on claim-
ing a divorce, but it is not a large one.
—Blackwood’s Magazine.
By Contrast.
“I didn’t think your sermon this
morning was up to your usual standard,
Alfred,” said his wife, as the two were
on their way home from church.
“I know it wasn’t, Caroline,” replied
the Rev. Dr. Fourthly. “It was not in-
tended to be. I expect to make a special
effort next Sunday morning, and I want
it to seem brilliant by contrast.”—Chi-
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