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Strictly Business
I suppose you know all about the stage and stage people. You’ve been touched with and by actors, and you read the newspaper criticisms and…
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The Gold That Glittered
A story with a moral appended is like the bill of a mosquito. It bores you, and then injects a stinging drop to irritate your conscience. T…
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Babes In The Jungle
Montague Silver, the finest street man and art grafter in the West, says to me once in Little Rock: “If you ever lose your mind, Billy, and…
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The Day Resurgent
I can see the artist bite the end of his pencil and frown when it comes to drawing his Easter picture; for his legitimate pictorial concept…
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The Fifth Wheel
The ranks of the Bed Line moved closer together; for it was cold. They were alluvial deposit of the stream of life lodged in the delta of F…
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The Poet And The Peasant
The other day a poet friend of mine, who has lived in close communion with nature all his life, wrote a poem and took it to an editor. It w…
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The Robe Of Peace
Mysteries follow one another so closely in a great city that the reading public and the friends of Johnny Bellchambers have ceased to marve…
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The Girl And The Graft
The other day I ran across my old friend Ferguson Pogue. Pogue is a conscientious grafter of the highest type. His headquarters is the West…
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The Call Of The Tame
When the inauguration was accomplished—the proceedings were made smooth by the presence of the Rough Riders—it is well known that a herd of…
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The Unknown Quantity
The poet Longfellow—or was it Confucius, the inventor of wisdom?—remarked: “Life is real, life is earnest; And things are not what they see…
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The Thing's The Play
Being acquainted with a newspaper reporter who had a couple of free passes, I got to see the performance a few nights ago at one of the pop…
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A Ramble In Aphasia
My wife and I parted on that morning in precisely our usual manner. She left her second cup of tea to follow me to the front door. There sh…
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A Municipal Report - (1)
The cities are full of pride, Challenging each to each— This from her mountainside, That from her burthened beach. R. KIPLING. Fancy a nove…
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A Municipal Report - (2)
Peace and confidence settled upon his heavy features. He had been luckier than he had hoped. Instead of having picked up a greenhorn, ignor…
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Psyche And The Pskyscraper
If you are a philosopher you can do this thing: you can go to the top of a high building, look down upon your fellow-men 300 feet below, an…
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A Bird Of Bagdad
Without a doubt much of the spirit and genius of the Caliph Harun Al Rashid descended to the Margrave August Michael von Paulsen Quigg. Qui…
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Compliments Of The Season
There are no more Christmas stories to write. Fiction is exhausted; and newspaper items, the next best, are manufactured by clever young jo…
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A Night In New Arabia - (1)
The great city of Bagdad-on-the-Subway is caliph-ridden. Its palaces, bazaars, khans, and byways are thronged with Al Rashids in divers dis…
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A Night In New Arabia - (2)
“He will to me,” said Celia. “Riches—” began Annette, unsheathing the not unjustifiable feminine sting. “Oh, you’re not so beautiful,” said…
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The Girl And The Habit
HABIT—a tendency or aptitude acquired by custom or frequent repetition. The critics have assailed every source of inspiration save one. To…
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Proof Of The Pudding
Spring winked a vitreous optic at Editor Westbrook of the Minerva Magazine, and deflected him from his course. He had lunched in his favori…
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Past One At Rooney’s - (1)
Only on the lower East Side of New York do the houses of Capulet and Montagu survive. There they do not fight by the book of arithmetic. If…
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Past One At Rooney’s - (2)
“I think you’re the swellest looker I’ve had my lamps on in little old New York,” said Cork impressively. “That’ll be about enough of that,…
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The Venturers
Let the story wreck itself on the spreading rails of the Non Sequitur Limited, if it will; first you must take your seat in the observation…
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The Duel
The gods, lying beside their nectar on ’Lympus and peeping over the edge of the cliff, perceive a difference in cities. Although it would s…
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“What You Want”
Night had fallen on that great and beautiful city known as Bagdad-on-the-Subway. And with the night came the enchanted glamour that belongs…