The Clarion

final clip-clap of the rhythmic process. But this morning he lingered, contemplating with an unobtrusive scrutiny the occupant of the adjoining chair, a small, angular, hard man, whose brick-red fa

th was

urtaine, to the prop

s,

er in St. Jo

Doctah Suht

r l

, s

ive there

, s

nterlocutor impressi

the negro with a

veyard or break into a penitentiary, don't

ned toward Dr. Surtaine and looked hi

ce elected a chicken-thief mayor, and he resigned because the t

o mem'ry for

own, minchin', pinchin', pizen trash that ever taint

so, Doctah Su

eorge. Does the name McQui

hin' at-tall t

therwise you might have met the McQuiggan

ted the neighboring bootblack, addressing the green-hatted

could say of the McQuiggans, George, was that one wasn't much cusseder than

inly hav

rother, L.P. McQuiggan. Barring a scorpion I once sat down on while in swimming, he was the

of that

from his own and was d

ine's tone was that o

r fat head k

s, the challenged one descended. He advanced, "squar

lo,

uh

d at him, balef

aid. Don't

ll your own family after

e old days, and I guess I could do it now, but I d

he Spieler? A

ne, at your service.

n hung back. "What about

you didn't want to fight it wasn't you. I'll buy you one in honor of the best little city west of the Missis

he representative of

aine contemplated his old acqu

What's happened to you, since you used to i

ent

king pretty

o, in m

t is

oduced a card, w

gan &

UNTAIN COP

Palas Co

GGAN ARTHU

Vice-Pre

" queried

oped property

t you dev

pit

he cap

you he

ur

ow

erti

sing cos

dollars for ever

r, with a skeptical air. "

gets dollars," said hi

ve to s

e Doctor. "I'll writ

t do you know

sing. I've built up a little twelve millions, plus, on it. An

the 'C

's news

g the graft in

good turn, I'd like to bring in some new business to the boy. Now y

the little man. "D'you

e, abruptly, "do you rem

multiplica

it

t ev

as with a spiel. And you're securing my services for noth

g as he went, upon the unrivaled location and glorious future of his mining

. McQuiggan's suspicions; his inspection of his

y? On the level? Did yo

e pen-and-ink. Take a look arou

n broad, sweeping lines, a type lay-out, while his guest passed from advertisement to adve

the host, who, between strokes of th

d it with you. Being out of the medical line I los

in the small of your back, where we want it. Why, Elpy, I've seen a man walk up to that picture on a bill-board as straight as you or me, take one good, long look, and go away hanging onto

gan, with professional approva

ottle right into their hands. The first bottle braces 'em. They

oo

reat for the temperance trade. And the best litt

ng advertisement, which he had drafted. Mr. McQuiggan bent ove

e of a stockin'! It's new game to me. I've always worked

trick of tolling the good old dollars in! Take this home and t

week of his incumbency received a professional call from his father

octor. "Make a bow when you meet him, too. He's y

meeting a grip like iron

usiness, I said. Real

got some copper stock to sell-an A1 under-developed proposition; and your father, who's an old pal,

nager, is your man. I don't know

t busy and learn,"

ning othe

insta

ws is an

rself right on this. News is news; any paper can get it. But advertising is Money. Let your edito

evoting a spare five minutes to his favorite pastime. For his behoof, the exponent of policy re

type, anyway,"

ns to interpret this comment correctly. "And now, what a

he copper situation and prospec

looking to El

an advertiser on a big order lik

an over the sheets. "Lot of gaudy slush about copper mines in gene

loped property,

Mine, paying 35 per cent, the Three Sisters, Last Chance, Alkali Spring Mines, all returning upwards of 25 per cent per annum: and immediately adjacent is the famous Stri

growled the mining man. "Wh

. And a bit of mining advertising. Tha

e blandly: "and I challenge anybody

scarcely a single statement. But

view, too," ra

The tail with the hide: the soul w

ling interviews,"

iving a bonus that don't cost you anything," said his father. "

s right, too,"

earson, Hal?" suggested the Doctor. "I'll stay here an

ere was a light knock at the door a

e. "What's up? Anything w

room and stood trimly at

"I understood Mr. Sur

ankly, pushing a

n the city room, to see you when I came in again. Som

y the Cutie,'" expl

McQuiggan jauntily, addressing

le, looked right through the smile, and looked away agai

person," said Mr. McQuiggan, a trif

f the Cutie paragraphs, Milly," said

only a try-out. You did send for me,

to the author-the writer of the paragraphs," s

his father. "That'

nner not quite so undignified,

mooth cheek. "You think th

too harsh a wor

d an angry red. "I'd rather stop a

h vigor. "Kitty has caught on. It's a good

bout those items. They read 'em. I read 'em myself. They've got the go, th

ngs I heard the girls say, and stringing them together with nonsense of my own. One

hat we put Miss Kitty on the five-dollar-a-column basis and make her an

is principal, a little dubiously

itting the shop to become a full-fle

as informing every relationship between Dr. Surtaine and the employees of the Certina plant

sted her employer. "You can keep your department going by being

m demurely but with

give you a desk. As this develops into an editorial feature I shall want to keep a

for her. Once again he felt, with a strange sensa

Ellis. "Veltman is craz

emphasizing the adjective. "You mig

th entire good nature. "He isn't the so

dent satisfaction. "We went to the mat on rates, but Shearson agreed to gi

his exit. "But I'll let you off this time. I guess it won't be the last business I bring in to yo

stions, if it's good, eh, Doctor?" said McGui

word, and you give me your dollar and a polite reply. Some folks always want to know where the dollar came from. Not me! I'm satisfied to know that its coming to me. Money has wings, and if you throw stones at it, it'll fly away fa

nquired McGuire Ellis, after the lecturer

mean by that, Ellis. Not

aughed and turne

intance interesting both for himself and for his career. Her set in general considered the ripening friendship merely "another of Esmé's flirtations," and variously prophesied the dénouement. To the girl's own mind it was not a flirtation at all. She was (she assured herself) genuinely absorbed in the development of a new mission in which she aspired to be influential. That she alread

and he's a gentleman, and he has a certain force about him, and

pulls any knighthood-in-flower stuff, yet you somehow feel it's ther

with me, yet, Kathie

mightn't be safe. Still, I suppose you u

ust when everything is smooth and lovely, of suddenly leveling those gray-blue eyes of his at you, like two pisto

him, sooner or later

mainly in the hope of seeing Esmé Elliot. Within five minutes after his arrival, Worthington society was frowning, or smiling, according as it was masculin

iving up to our partn

party is absolute slave to the o

actly it. You trea

f you as a child

ded deference, and smile and-and go

courteously concerned. "Haven't we published everythi

paper itself doesn't seem to change any

s tone?" The eyes wer

's tawdry. It's lurid

e interested, then, in the way we pres

f. But I don't see why a newspaper run b

suppose I've got to get in touch with my staff be

you done

haven't

and tell them what you intend to do, and get them to talk it over and express opinions. That's the way to get things done. I do it with my mission class. And, by the way,

you

me up to the house an

ut, she might well have retracted her complaint of lack of real influence; for this casual conversation was the genesis