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Show THE LEW SUN. LEHI, UTAH ED 5r out; J Itr,. enii ton ace! oni chits m roiintm gL Curecf I MORT THUS FAR: Amoi Croy ? S!i when first married settled I"1 7',m In'Misw"'. wbere Homer Wa t 1 Fry Sunday meant church, com-irs. com-irs. Every o" ' .ihin. Tim IS v .. ., weiehins. The , for dinner, ----- - - .ttmded the umau. i I . ,aw hii first Exposition, horseless u. niprure and "hula" "e t... farm nearby .Renzo pur v- - --- - 1 kneer. a welcome addition to the Ihtt first. Trov i became "Sal Wgh .chooL At first shy, be-, be-, attend wen e i... Mnmer rv ..... --- - " t lent to college and signed up as the Kent In the first journalism class T merle. He edited the Post-Dispatch ,Amtn. . New york he aicrf , one aay. iti editor- CHAPTER XVII I got up respectfully. ...Sit down," he said, and we sat I the creaking seat. He looked at " ij "We've boueht some ngs from you, naven i wc; A few," I said as if the thing was Tdiy worth mentioning. Let's see, you're from Kansas, Missouri, aren't you?" ..yes, sir, from Missouri." "You didn't have any trouble out getting your last check, did No, sir." 'He looked relieved. "Well, some-Ires some-Ires . yu ow now things lie. Si nodded to show him I was an hand at such things. He looked at me, evidently mak-Bg mak-Bg up his mind about something. "You're quite a ways from home, len'tyou?" lit's the first time I was ever in VwYork. It's quite a little burg!" bid and gave a laugh to show how taint the place was. "While I was re I thought I would drop in on iu." ' ' 'I'm glad you did. Didn't you rite a piece about the new names tat the government is making the Jdians adopt?" ! moved uneasily. "You sent it ck." ben he moved uneasily. "Well, knew I'd seen it Maybe next ir.e you'll have better luck." J;We both laughed a little, j How long are you going to be in H" "I haven't quite decided." 'All the time I was becoming more jd more self-conscious, and luldn't think of anything to say . . . fa for so long I had looked for-ssrd for-ssrd to this very moment. We talked about this and that, but all She time I was growing more and acre ill at ease. The conversation led away; we worked hard and re-ied re-ied it With so little to say,, I puld look at him more closely and ij I looked I saw something that lcked me a grease spot on his fcktie! A great editor with a grease pot! Even if it was a small one. Mdenly, almost with a blinding relation, I realized that he was hu-tn, hu-tn, had the same frailties and Scrtcomings that other people had, Id I relaxed and became more Itural. The artificial barrier melt- away and we talked in a natural ner. Really visited. It was not k before words were flying and were laughing, when, at first, mouth had been full of cotton. ?e followed me tothe elevator, of us at ease. He became a e friend of mine and. later, be- p magazine editor and still lat-i lat-i drama editor of the New York -ald-Tribune. thought I could get a job on the ?'v York World, after having been I e St. Louis Post-Dispatch, but fidn't work out that way. I went p one newspaper to another, but nowhere. After telling my ex-'ence, ex-'ence, I would add, "By the way, 1 m the first student in the first ool of journalism in the world." t usually ended matters, for I not realize how bitter the feeling old-time newspapermen was fcinst a school of journalism. I W as well have, said, "By the ?. I am a dope addict." They ia have got rid of me but little er. I tried every paper in New fs and Brooklyn; even answered ad and went to New Brunswick, f Jersey. l;e situation wasn't desperate, V was selling a few things. "Pothers" "Pot-hers" they would be caUed today, I thought they were good. At H I wrqte them with all the skill 1 culd summon. f y weekly letter came from Pa. f w Son," it always began and Verv trnlv Vniir TTnthpr." t 'nyone else the news would be in- -tueuuai; to me it was lmpor- and vital. The cutworms were again. There seemed to be e indication of black rust Chick-Veves Chick-Veves had been in the neighbor- u. think one of the deep feelings of If coming to New York is to the home folks to believe he jng well. I was lonesome, so I eed many correspondents, w each I painted as glowing a sure nf . . . , no) ay, outright, I was pros- s . "u on the other hand, I teU them I wasn't Then I - something very nice, indeed. became . I r l a u atiuaintea Witn a ciern r 6 Hotel Actr. n homer. W.N. U. SERVICE some of their crested stationery, and had a fine flourishing correspond-ence. correspond-ence. I m sure no one ever guessed I was living m a second-class room-tag room-tag house on Lexington Avenue, at Twenty-eighth Street. My seeming prosperity was too good to last, for my hotel friend left and when I tried to continue my arrangement I was sternly rebuked But I Jiad a way around that i still had their stationery and at the bottom of their impressive letter-head letter-head I would add: "Temporary address, ad-dress, so-and-so Lexington Avenue New York." Meanwhile I had gath' ered up some other hotel stationery and one day. by chance, I mixed my swanky envelope and letterhead It was not long before I had a letter from my friend wanting to know at exactly which hotel I was living, then explained I had the stationery of two hotels.' I was chagrined at being caught in my deception, but as I read on I found he was treating it lightly, in fact humorously. So I wrote to another friend, this time purposely mixing my ingredients, and got a mystified reply from him. I began to see the humorous possibilities possi-bilities of what I had stumbled into. It was not long before I improved on hotel stationery, which anyone could pick up, by getting stationery from 150 r j That was the way an editor should look. any place I could. In fact no sheet of bizarre stationery was safe. If I could purloin a letterhead from the Eden Musee and put it in a Fiss, Doerr & Carroll Horse Auction envelope, en-velope, I was delighted. The way people rose to this foolery was most stimulating and kept me from being quite so lonesome. My impersonal Missouri friend did give me one tip. He said that Theodore Theo-dore Dreiser, who was editor of three Butterick women's magazines, maga-zines, was looking for a cub. Theodore Theo-dore Dreiser! Author of "Sister Carrie." Car-rie." In Philadelphia there were two great names Lorimer and Bok. In New York Dreiser. I seemed hardly to breathe when I was shown into his presence, but I might as well have, for he seemed hardly to notice me. He was tall, but not so tall as I, and balanced on his nose was a pair of eyeglasses with a cord running down the side. That was the way an editor should look. But there seemed to be no stovepipe hat Then I said something about Missouri. Mis-souri. I must have already mentioned men-tioned it several times, but seemingly seem-ingly he had not heard, for suddenly he paused in his paper shuffling and said, "You say you are from Missouri?" Mis-souri?" "Yes, sir." "Where is Washington, Missouri?" It came with such utter unexpectedness unexpect-edness that I had to think a moment mo-ment before I could answer. "It's in Franklin County, not far from St. Louis. That's where they make corncob pipes." He looked at me with real interest then asked a few questions about my experience which, evidently, he had paid no attention to Then said "I've asked a hundred people that question, but not one has known I think I'll hire you. That s where my wife is from." tremendously pleased. A I was New York magazine ! And unaer Theodore Dreiser. I was terribly S of Dreiser, but stiH I Uked him, for he was a curious combina-' combina-' . c and rentleness. I r mm tion oi 5i"iui" - . can still see that fj that low-hanging underhp and I can still hear his sympathetic voice it someone was in trouble. I had been there only . few 'days before I was given my first real S. The magazine bad had a con-St con-St en "led "My Pet Animal True Story " and ten thousand letters had Thpr were stacked in read them, but when I as given I the job, I was delighted. Here was a Peek at things other people had written. writ-ten. At first I read each one carefully care-fully and meticulously, making marks on it to refresh my memory. Then I saw that the anecdotes fell Into classifications stories about dogs, cats, ponies, spiders, and so on. Pretty soon I learned how to read quickly. I would glance at the beginning and if I saw that it was a story about a canary, I would jump to the end to find the climax. If the story wasn't as good as the canary ca-nary story I already had, then into the "rejects" it'd go. At last. I had read them all, and the ones I had selected went to the "honorary judges." The judges agreed that a story about a pet crane was the best but there were also twenty small prizes. Then I had my first glimpse into the way prize contests are decided. There was not much difference between the stories, so it was agreed to spread the prizes around geographically. And that was exactly what was done. One prize went to Maine, the next to New Mexico, and so on. And I've seen that work out many times since the "geographical angle." One day I got to see the wheels actually go around. Dreiser called me the cub into his office and, peering over the top of the glasses dangling on his nose, said: "Get the staff together. Bring them into my office." A staff conference was held once a week, in this big room, but this was not the day for it; never before be-fore had he called for a conference to be held in his private office. It was not long before we were filing in. But Dreiser kept on working, work-ing, never looking up, for he was a bit of a showman. Finally he turned around, took off his glasses and quickly popped them back on again, which was a little mannerism of his. "I started to edit this story," he said, holding up a manuscript "and I found this in it. I'll read it." A hush fell over us, for we knew a crisis had come. He began to read aloud. The sum and substance of it was this: the magazine had bought the short story from a then-famous author, and in the story the woman character had smoked a cigarette. At the end of the passage he paused. "How did that get by?" he demanded. . There was a good deal of uneasy shifting.' No one knew exactly. It was just one of those things. "We can change it," someone suggested. sug-gested. "If that could be done I would not have called you in," he said. "The whole story depends on the woman smoking. If the cigarette is edited out, there is no story." They discussed it in detail, and that point was true. All kinds of wicked substitutes were suggested, but none would do. She smoked, or she didn't There was no halfway. Someone suggested sending it back to the author and letting her solve the problem. But she was in Europe and the story had been scheduled. Finally Dreiser said, "The point is far bigger than this matter of a cigarette. All the women's magazines maga-zines are too 'nice' ; they don't meet life squarely. If we want really to touch the lives of our readers, we've got to get down to vitals and stop being prissy. The woman in this story is going to smoke." There was a moment's hush, for all recognized the seriousness of the situation. It might lose the magazine maga-zine a great deal in the way of circulation. cir-culation. Certainly a hundred ministers min-isters would thunder. At last the conference was over. But the trouble wasn't for the business busi-ness office soon saw a copy of the story and now there was a conference confer-ence indeed! This time Dreiser had to go to their office. He had enemies in the business end, and they made an issue of this. But Dreiser was a fighter and, by sheer force of personality, per-sonality, won out. Of course the magazine failed, but this was many years later. I don't think the cigarette ciga-rette killed it I want to return to the feel of corn growing at night "Growing weather" we call it It will grow one-third as much during the night as it will during the day, we say. And it would seem to be true. For when you come out in the morning, it does look bigger; and when you cultivate, it strikes you higher on the thigh. Corn, at night has a peculiar pe-culiar way of whispering to itself, as if it knew secrets far beyond what its masters know. And, if you wander wan-der near a cornfield at night, you can't doubt it. Now and then a night bird flies over, with a rush of wings almost in your ears; now and then a polecat pads by; horses look up from their cropping, then go on about their business. Suddenly the windmill changes gears and makes so much noise that it startles you. The steers are chewing their fourth stomach. One of the steers gets up and goes over to the water tank, the cracking of its pasterns sounding startlingly loud. (TO BE CONTINUED) Kathleen Norris Says: Is Absent Husband Still the Boss? Bell Syndlcate. - if ' " am a mirse and do part-time By KATHLEEN NORRIS "TTOW I I wis i- J- of I OW much should the wishes and opinions a man who is over seas influence his wife here at home?" demands Anna Sawyer of Seattle. "I am 28, have been married six years and have two little boys," her letter goes on. "My husband has now been away for almost . two years. We had been mak ing payments on a house when he went away, but it was not a house I had ever especially liked. It is too large for us, and stands on too small a lot; it has never seemed homelike to me. Tod's father found it for us and made the first payment. pay-ment. "About eight months ago I had a good offer for it and I sold it, beginning begin-ning again to make payments on a far more attractive one-story house, which was not too much for me to manage. I am a nurse, and do part-time duty in the hospitaL My boys, four and three, are in school from nine to four. For this I pay $70 a month; they love their school, are safe and happy, and it is a chance for me to do my bit of war work. "Last month I was offered a handsome hand-some rent for my house, which I decided de-cided to take, moving In with my stepmother, who is also, incidentally, incident-ally, my husband's aunt. We met in her house. Tod loves his aunt, and is glad we are friends, but he writes me angrily that he thinks I made a terrible mistake combining households. He says it never works, with two women. He doesn't want the boys to be in that expensive expen-sive school, he resents my selling the house, says he has no Interest at an in the new house, and that as he feels now he'd just as soon not come home; wife working instead of caring for her children, home told, and family moved in with his aunt. Directions for Afar. "Now what I want to ask you," the letter goes on, "is Just how much right a man has to send directions borne from the war zones. Aren't we wives entitled to use eur own judgment and live in our own way, while the men are gone? Wouldn't It be ridiculous for Auntie and me to write him obediently that because be-cause he disapproved we had hanged all our plans? We love each other; she is a widow of 38, has a boy of 15, teaches school, and loves me and my children. Her home Is comfortable and spacious, with plenty of playroom and garden. "A letter received from my husband: hus-band: today ends with this remark; please write me at once that you have abandontd all idea of combining com-bining households with Auntie, have given tip your nursing and taken the boys out of that expensive schooL Otherwise I will feel very differently about this war that we are supposedly sup-posedly fighting to protect the homes we left behind us.' What shall I write In answer?" My answer, Anna, is that Tod is taking a most unfortunate and unjustifiable un-justifiable position. In plain words, It's none of his business what you decide to do while he is away. Men arc totally incapable of visualizing 'The boyt are e and happy . . ." WNU Ttaturea. ' duty in the hospitul A WIFE'S DECISIONS While her husband is away at war, Anna has had to manage man-age the home, making her own decisions as well as she could. She has two sons, four and three years old. Recently she sold the house at a good price and has moved in with her husband's aunt. The boys have been placed in a private school. This arrangement seems quite satisfactory to everyone except Anna's husband. hus-band. Tod. Tod writes from overseas that he dosn't like it at all. He didrit want the house sold; he doesn't want the boys to be in such an expensive school. Lastly, he fears that his wife and his aunt will eventually quarrel that no household is "big enough for two women." what these lonely, strange war years mean to women, and consequently can't imagine why women do what they can to make home conditions bearable. Go straight ahead as you are going, go-ing, and don't make any explanations explana-tions or excuses in your letters to Tod. Continue to write him cheerful, gossipy letters full of the children's affairs, news of his old friends, with clippings from newspapers and magazines that are of interest to him. Don't argue the matter at all, or excuse yourself. Wisest Course. It seems to me you are acting very wisely. You are helping with the great need of nurses; you are certainly saving money; you have worked out an excellent solution for the boys, and have found yourself your-self a congenial comfortable home and a beloved companion. If every woman in your predicament could solve her problems as simply there would be much less straightening out of tangles to face after the war. Of course, always keep on the note that when Tod comes back you will be together again with the boys, and with nobody else, for housemates. house-mates. Meanwhile consider your home problems as much your own affair as war problems are his. You are not writing him directions as to what hours to keep, what friends to make, what food to eat You know that the dread machine of war has gripped him, and that until it lets go he must do the best he can, and like all the rest of us get through these awful years day by day, with whatever philosphy we can muster. Certainly we want to write the bbys good news, to keep them from whatever distresses them, to assure as-sure them that while they are doing their job so magnificently, we are handling ours courageously, too. But to supinely take directions affecting your personal life from a man thousands thou-sands of miles away, a man who naturally has no idea of what is meant by shortages of gas and domestic help, butter and shoes, transportation, living quarters and commodities generally, would be to show yourself too weak a woman to be of any use in the heroic postwar world we must so soon construct And you don't sound like that sort of a woman. 6 ink of the Future. 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