THE SCRANTON TPTBUNE-TUESDAY, DECEMBER 19, 1899.
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OHN MAIITON "read" for the
publishing-house of Hobson.
As a Judge of fiction John
Muriuii wnu possibly unsur
passed, but ns n discoverer
of genlOn In manuscript, the
most dlllleult and delicate of
all discoveries that mortal
man can attempt, hr was practically
unequaled. John Marlon could dis
cover a novel for you, and a possible
novelist too. even disguised under tho
worst lrnndu riling and most Irritating
Ignorance of the mystery of "para
graphing" that cor taxnd tho Illimi
table patience of the' publisher's read
er. Vet John Marlon could not wilte
a novel for you himsoif. No, not a
line. He knew It, too. And It cannot
be denied that even the kudos of his
position with Hobson fulled to ontlro
ly console him. Hut John Mai ton was
a sensible creature. Ilo took th"
hnndsome salary which Hobson paid
him, and with that and his critical
work In the best reviews made him
self content and g.ivn up crying for
the moon. His position In letters wan
hlRh, his Income was pood and In
creasing. This of late had become a,
most Important consideration. Tho
most important, pet Imps so import
ant as to push oven his regret ns an
unavailing novelist entirely to one sid.
For John Mnrton was In love very
much In love and he had Just been
able to peisuade thu objict of his af
fections to accept his love: further, to
admit that she would take the possi
bility of marrying bin' some day
Into consideration, rurther than that
he had not attained yot.
Hut in truth the object of hi" affec
tions was rather a willful little per
bon At least she was that sort of
a girl who never, on principle, allow i
a man to bo quite sure of her. Whrc
foio man usually debases himself be
fore that sort of a girl, presumably
that he may i rove to her that she
may be quite sure of him.
This lady loc of John's lived In
New Yoik. Her father was a stock
broker and had a house on Riverside
drive. Mine was her name, and be
sides being the daughter and living on
Riverside drive and having John to
fall In lovn with her, Aline was liter
ary. Mine wanted nothing so much
at piesent as to bo a "literal y celeb
rity " Not even a liberal diess allow
ance or all the pleasing lound of gay
ety which naturally follows upon a
pioper dies allowance and a house
on Rivet side dtlve, nay, not even the
abject homage of that distinguish? I
man of letteis, John Marton, was
enough for Allnc. No, Aline soared
far above such Insignificant trilles as
that.
Aline meant to wilte her name upon
the age. That was how she express
ed It to herself. Hut she began to
write industriously, and had been so
far successful that she bad thiee or
fuur short stories printed In one of
the magazines. Such was the point to
which she had attained when John
Marton laid his heart and b ind at
her feet, while she. with a small toss
of her beautiful "waved" head, had
Intimated to the owner of those arti
cles that she would consider what she
would do with them. Hut she by no
means intended to letnaln at that point
In what she was pleased to call 1W
literary career. Oh, dear, no' And
she took an oppoitunlty of saying as
much to John. The result being that
or lno dav John walked away from
tho house on Hlveisidu drive with his
love's valedictory sentence tinging by
no means quite pleasantly In hl eais.
"And If jou don't lecommend Hob
son to publish it" this was his love'
valediction "I will never speak to you
again as long ns I live."
And the worst of It was, as the un
foitunatc John knew only too well,
that she was perfectly capable of car
rying out that throat to the uttermost
letter.
Ho went back to IiIh hotel wishing ho
could get typhoid or smallpox, or any
thing that would effectually debar him
from rending the MS. that wus com
ing to him. Hut none of those agree
able methods of escape was good
enough to present Itself whereas the
MS. did, duly wrapped In brown paper
nnd In company with three others and
a polite note from Hobson,
With cowardly sinking of heart he
loft It to tho last, and read the three
otheis that had been sent with It first.
Two weic easily disposed of. The third
bore no author's name whntcver, but
the stylo was unknown to him. It bore
the title, "A Human Hcatt." So far
ns he knew, ho had never read any-
j thing from the same pen. Robson men
tioned no name, but called It the wotk
j of a new writer. It was typewritten,
as they all were.
I John Marton read It carefully, though
I all tho time tho undercurrent of his
thoughts was with Allne's MS. lying
there before him. Hut he was suffi
ciently wide awake to know what "A
Human Heart" was worth recommend
ing, and he did recommend It cordial
ly for him tempered, of course, with
certain recommendations to be carried
out betoro publication. He took ns
long over this ns ho could, but do what
ho would tho evil moment had to bo
faced.
Ho took up Allne's neatly typewrit
ten manuscript nt length with a hand
that shook so much that ho grasped
the manuscript quite toughly.
"A Thing of Love." by X. John's
glaring eye fastened upon tho letter X.
"I mean merely to put X' In the title
page," Aline had declared to him. "I
have noticed that when things are
written by 'X' they always attract no
tice. Besides, strict anonymity Is al
ways good for a new writer. People
; always read a book If they don't know
who It's by. But, of course, I can toll
all my friends privately."
And It Is to John's credit that at
that point ho did not smile not even
when she added deliriously, "Besides, I
particularly wish tho book to stand or
fall by Its ow n merits only, so of course
I shall be strictly anonymous."
And the first step to letting It stand
or fall on Its own merits, in her opinion,
apparently, was to do all she could to
corrupt tiro publisher's reader. John
shook his head as he remembered that
now.
"O Aline' O woman!" And then re
luctantly he addressed himself con
scientiously to "A Thing of Love."
Well, it might bo a thing of love, but
It was certainly not a thing of merit.
John Marton could hae no doubt about
that, none at all. As to Robson pub
lishing it, impossible. Not that It had
not some excellence, but It was excel
lence of a sort. Assuredly not Rob
son's sort. One couldn't ask Robson
to publish that sort of thing. Never
theless, bits of it were btlght, and
there were touches that reminded him
of Aline.
John read It twice In the dim and
distant hope that perchance the secon I
reading might modify his first Impres
sion; that he might find that his extra
bias with tespect to Allne's work hal
made him unduly critical nay, cap
tious. But no. When he concluded tho sec
ond reading he believed that It was
only by miraculous effort that ho had
accomplished the feat. He Hung th.
beautifully typewritten plies of M.-J,
from him with an oath. He felt at his
wits' end. He sat staring at his shoes
and swearing softly as a sort of tem
porary relief. What on earth was ho
to do?
Recommend It to Robson? Only tho
woman who had written It could have
Imagined Robson publishing It. What
was any poor fellow In his predicament
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to do? Oh, 7. was maddening, mons
trous! Oh, why had he ever become Rob
son's reader? Why had he ever thought
It his duty to Inform Allne's father
that fact? Why had his mother
taught him to hato lies? Why, In ad
dition to that, had ho been endowed
with Instincts that rendered It impos
sible for him to cheat his employers''
Why could ho not tell a llo or two nnd
cozen Robson Into publishing tho th'ng?
Why had ho fallen In love, nnd why
was Fate so unkind ns to doom him to
love n girl who only wanted to write
novels? Why does any charming girl
want to write novels which nobody
ever wants to read? Why had ho not
taken courage like a man and point
blink declined to read Allne's MS. it
all. That wan what a man would have
done.
His brain reeled. What was ho to
do? Offer Robson untold sums of
money to bring the thlnoout? Hobson
was Incorruptible everyone knew that
It was the proudest feature of tho
great house. Confide In Robson? Rob
son wns a very good friend; but no, he
could not exhibit his heart to the cool
glare of Robson's clear, calm eyes
Still less could ho exhibit Allne's In
competency. No, there was nothing to be done.
Rxcept, Indeed, tho one thing which ho
must perforce do, namely, return the
thing to Robson with tho other manu
script and tho reader's opinion upon It
and them.
He did not dare to go near Aline dur
ing the Interval that ensued, even
though ho positively ached to see her.
Tho moment would come soon enough,
there was no need for him to antici
pate It. There was not certainly, for It
came one morning with nmazlng rapid
ity, borne swiftly upon tho wings of a
telegram, which said In Allne's pretty,
Imperious fashion:
"Come today at half-past four. Most
Important."
Then John gave himself up. Robson
had doubtless replied to her about tho
book. Ho might have known that It
was always Robson's practice lo put
you out of pain quickly.
All was over he felt convinced. Never
theless ho dressed himself for the visit
very carefully.
He walked slowly through the park.
He lingered, ho dawdled. Hut let him
linger and dawdle ever so, yet Rivet
side drive was reached at last. Ho
rang the bell with the desperate cour
age of despair, and his heart went
down to the soles of his polished boot'
Before ho knew where, he was ho was
following the maid up the stairs. But
suddenly he realized that she was not
taking him to the parlor, rno, he was
being conducted, of course, by special
orders, to his love's own sitting room.
"Tho Lord help me!" said tho de
spairing John.
Then the door was (lung cprn, and
he was In tho room. And his love
well, It would not bo correct to say
that she advanced to meet him, for
as a matter of fact she danced, liter
ally danced, across tho room and bs
fore John could speal' or even think
she had laid her hands on his shoul
ders and looked up at him with a daz
zling smile.
"Jack." she- said, all In one breath,
"where on earth have you been all
this time, and why haven't you been
to see me, and I've wanted so to sea
you, and you're looking very nice, and
If jou think you'd care very much,
why, you may give me one -or kiss."
He did mote, for he gave her three
on the spot, though he did feel dazed
and stupid. Indeed his generosity was
such that ho would have given her
still more had she not promptly refused
to have them at present.
.'"Come and sit down." she said se
verely, "and try not to be s'lly."
And John went and sat down and
ttled to be wise. It was not easy by
any means when he happened to be
sitting on a sofa with Alhrc beside
him.
"Now!" cried his love, drawing a
long breath, and drawing with it also
a letter from her pocket.
John nearly groaned aloud. Only
too well ho knew Robson's pale-blue
envelopes, with the stamp of the great
house on the l!ap at tire back.
Again his brain reeled. But his love
was commanding his attention, and
when she commanded, why, there was
nothing left for him but to obey.
"Lrsten!" she cried. Imperiously.
And John listened accordingly, or
tried to, with his brain confused.
"IXar madam," read Aline, cleanly,
with what seemed to him a positively
cruel emphasis on every word, "wo
beg to Inform ou that we have now
carefully considered the manuscript
which you were so good to submit to
us recently. In consequence of thu
opinion expressed by our Reader by
our Reader." repeated Aline, and sho
gave "our Reader's" arm a little pas
Ing squeeze "upon it, we shall be
happy to bring the book out, only
stipulating that some slight alterations
nnd suggestions which our Header has
made be embodied before wo herd tho
manuscript to press. It Is our prnctlca
cither to purchase the copyright out
right for a sum to be agreed upon
hereafter or to publish on tho royalty
system tho author retaining tho copy
right and receiving a pcrceatagc, also
to be hereafter agreed on, upon sales.
If you will kindly intimate to us your
willingness to accept an otfer from us
for tho book, based upon cither of tho
foregoing, we shall have the pleasure
In drafting a formal agreement nnl
transmitting the same to you without
delav for your signature. Awaiting
the favor of your reply, wc aio, dear
madam, yours faithfully.
"Henry Hobson & Son."
Aline parrscd, drew n long breath,
and looked at her lover. Her lover
drew several long breaths and did not
look at her. She tossed her head tri
umphantly. "Now," she cried, and n less adorln
porsen than John could hao forgiven
tho exultation In her voice, "now what
do you think of that?"
That was precisely what John Mar
ton did not know. Tho whole letter
was a sort of cryptic anagram to him
at that moment. Hut the natiual cun
ning of man camo to his aid. Tho In
stant resolution which his mind
adopted was to llo low anil wait tho
explanation which ho felt was bound
to come speedily. 1 or given an ana
gram, and a woman with tho kev to
It, und It docs nbt take much special
knowledge on the p'trt cf man to fore
soo tho result
John Marten contented himself with
a policy of tnusterlv Inactivity. Il
wished to let Aline sav It all. Allns,
to do her justice, was nothing loath.
"Really," sho said, and she looked nt
her lover nut of tho comer of her
eye, "It wns rather clever of yen.
Jack," and she. leaned a little toward
him as she said it.
"I have no doubt It wn," thought
John, "If I could only find out what
It was." Hut ho said nothing aloud
only he look tho opportunity to nllp
his right urm round Allno'a wulst.
"You see," she continued, with a
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thai miner emphatic gesture, "I like to
nn.stlfy people."
"That's true," thought John.
"JJut, oh, Jack," sho turrvd her fa"o
up toward his and smiled Into his eyes),
"didn't you nuos why I had done it'.'"
"Hoaen help me," -ald John to him
self, "for this Is bevonrt me."
"Well, you be" " he t-ald, "It may
-eern odd, hut or the fact Is T I
didn't, jou know."
Aline clapped her hands delighted
ly. '"Yes," ejaculated her lover Kolomn
ly, hut ho had no more notion why ho
paid It or why Allno looked eo pleased
nt his biylntr It than the man In the
niocm.
"Well, now." cried Aline. Kr.iclously,
"I will tell jou nil about It."
John Marton, with his nrm still
around his love's waist, closed his
ejes nnd suld piously to himself,
"Thank ho.-n en."
"I slmplv charmed my mind."
John opened his cj-es. "YtsV"
Aline was not looking; at lrlnr, hut
fctlll with radiant concerrtratlon at
Jlobson's letter. "It struck me that It
would he such .1 Joke, ufter all, to seo
whether jou would know my writing
without any clow. So," Hho wngRed
her head guyly, "I changed tho name.
I thought 'A iPleco of L.oo' sounded
rather Billy. It does sound silly,
doesn't It, Jack? 'A Piece of Love.'"
Perhaps so," ejaculated John, faintly.
"Hut whoi-e Is the 'Tiring of Love,' " ho
wondered mistily, "and who can X he?
Questions which, Indeed, were neer
nnswered, for the simple, reason that
ho forgot ul! about them.
"Yes, It does sound silly." Alino win
menntlny saying, ".and. besides, the
new title, 'A Human Heart,' occurred
to mo nuddenly In tho middle of tho
night, and I waf simply delighted with
It. So I changed the title, and then X
thought It vould he a irood Joke to
ptriko out 'by X.' too, ho 1 did. It was
a good Jokc."
John stared helplessly nt his love's
smiling face
A good Joke! And ho hail gono
through all that ng of misery for a
good Joke. "Oh, Aline! Oh, woman."
ilo mado nn e'fort and smiled.
"Ye'es," ho simpered Inanely, "oh,
dear, j-es " Ho even tried to laugh.
Allno seemed to expect It.
"Weill, that's nil," said his love,
smiling Into his ejes.
John pulled himself together,
"All," he thought, "and quite enough,
too."
"And after all, ' she continued gay
lv, 'It was rather clever of you to
discover my story directly, though"
bhe pouted adorably- "I'm rather dis
appointed nt you kno.vlng It to quirk.
I thought you'd think It far inn good
to he mine, jou kno ;" but her ejvs
fell on Hobson's letter ngiirr. "I for
give j-ou, Jack, and jou re a dear"
she rubbed her shoulder against his
"and I love ou, Jaelc. Hut"- sho
shook her head archlj' "now, confess,
j-ou didn't ever expect It would be
quite so good, did jou?"
"I didn't." nittl John heartllv; fo
good he.uens! what a relief it was to
be able to say anything dflnlt' once
more. "And whet is more--" ha was
continuing, but Alln? cut him short.
"Oh," sho cried, "thit Is de'lghtful "
Khe B'tsseil up Into his fa-e. "A'lJ. ot
course." she added, and her face gre.v
properly grave, "you Judged th story
orr Its merits, entirely 1 n It? merits''"
"Upon my sacred word of honor," re
lumed John with equal solemnity, "I
read that story as though It was MS.
of a perfect ttranRer," nnd h was so
relieved at linding something to ray
thatwasthe simple truth that he foigot
to he amazed at the wavj of women.
American Queen.
STEEPLE CLIMBER'S IDEAS.
He Tells of His Theory as to the
Overcoming of Fear.
Tronr tho Iloston Transcript.
Some 250 feet above the sidewalk of
Washington street, on a. little rope
hung ntuglng nt the top of a steel polo,
sits 1". V. O'Nell, of Charlestown.
O'Nell is a painter at work on tho
staff which holds the gigantic weather
vane on top of tho Ames building. Ho
was working In tho building with oth
er painters when Superintendent Mc
Kay said that tho weather vane stalt
on the roof would hao to be palutcl
and repaired. "I can do it for you,"
said O'Nell. When ho begun to ex
nmlne tho vano he found three or four
bullet holes In Its steel support. Tho
bullets had gone through one sldo of
tho support and llattoned against tho
other. They wero evidently tired fronr
the harbor by some marksman, who
wished 11 small target nt long range.
"And a very dangerous proceeding.
too," said O'Nell, when ho wus on ttrj I
roof again, "for a bullet has alnro3t
the velocity when falling from a height
as when shot from the gun. I remem
ber once a girl, standing In her owi
j-arel, wns severely wounded by r. mys
terious bulla. No one eer discovered
where It camo from, but four months
later I was working on 11 church steeple
not two hundred j-ards from her house,
and around the openings where the
pigeons go In and out I found the wool
riddled with bullet holes."
He has been climbing steeples and
chlmnejs and other high places for
more than twenty-five years. He be
gan life as a sailor, going out from
Newfoundland on a ship as a boy,
drifting to this country In time to en
list for .110 Civil war. and at last tak
ing up with his present occupation, In
which he combines the trade of mason
for he has built tho tops of many
chimneys of painter, of carpenter, of
mechanic nnd worker In metal.
The rrrost natural question to ask
O'Nell was about fear; did he ever fear
irr high places? "Of course, I feel fear
at times," he answered. 'Tear Is com
mon to all mankind. Not to feel fear
is not courage; to oetcome fear Is
the true quality of courage. Not long
ago Pi of. Taussig, of Harvard, who 's
interested In tho matter fronr a psj-cho-logical
standpoint, wrote to mo a simi
lar qestlon. What I told him I will
tell you.
"I dlvldo the rreno force of a man
Into two parts tho Impelling force and
the restraining force the same Impell
ing force that causes a body of lecrults
at first to tun under fire, and tho re
straining force that causes them to
overcome for various leusons the llrst
natural fear. So In climbing, one un
used to It Is by the natural Impelling
force of his nervous system afraid
afraid that his legs, bin arms, his sup
port will give way and plunge him
down.
"Shakespeare, who touched on all hu
man emotions, touched on this feellwj
of fear In high places, when In 'KI114
Lear' ho pictured Hdward ut the cliffs
of Doer.
"The only way to get over tho nut
ural force Is by somo restraining force
from either within or without. I re
member once when a new boy nt cea
was ordered aloft by the mate ho trem
bled with fear, and begged to be let
out of it: 'Upon my soul, sir, I can
not go up there.' This was his llrst
Impelling lepulse Hut when tho mate
touched him with a rope's end ho was
at the lop ot the mast so quick that
tho mate could not follow him. Tho
pain on his outer nerxe.s brought him
to his senses and made him exert his
restraining foree So If jou happen t-j
be with any one who shows signs of
fear in a high place, a few smart slaps
on the face will bring him to himself.
The, right medle Ine for unconquerable
fear irr a high place Is immediate pain
on the outer ner ves.
"Pear can be overcome llko any nat
ural passion, t remember that uheT
I began to climb I felt sensations ot
numbness In the back of my head, and
at such times I used to stop and de
Joto mjself to restoring courage. Tha
way to do is to remember that support
Is at hanel nnel that It depends only
upon j our self to nuke use of It. Climb
lng Is, In tact, re illy a less dangerous1
occupation than driving- a restive horse
or an electric ear, for the safety of tho
climber depends almost entirely on
himself, while In the other case many
chances of aei Ident are bej ond con
trol "
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