A Hazard of New Fortunes, Part Second

ut we really want to make a nice thing of the magazine." He had that timidity of the elder in the presence of the younger man which the younger, preoccupied with his own timidity in the presenc

lkerson is right about aiming to please the women, bu

"I can't go in for a thing I

wspapers were short stories; we Americans are supposed to excel in writing them; and most people begin with them in fiction; and it's Mr. Fulkerson's idea to work unknown talent, as he says, and so he thinks he can not only get them easily, but can gradually form a school of short-story writers. I can't say I follow him altogether, but I respect his experience. We shall not despise translatio

" said

fair," said March, beginning to stiffe

k you for taking th

wed himself off, without

ter office, and Mr. Dryfoos followed him. "

sked March. "I wasn't qui

take the

took th

ulkerson added, in concession to

solar system, but he usually takes it out in personal

sed for the present by being

his guard; and he's full of ideas. He's spread out over a good deal of ground at present, and so he's pretty thin; but come to gather him up into a lump, there's a good deal of substance to him. Yes, there is. He's a first-rate critic, and he's a n

e quickly back. "By-the-bye, March, I saw that old

dynamite

utchman-friend of your

oni

roach for having thought of Lindau so little after the

got a big thing in that head if he works the religious people right. But what I was thinking of was this-it st

or fiv

ld of foreign literature? You can't go over all their reviews and magazines, and he co

ned. "He used to have good taste, and he must know the ground. Why, it's a capital idea,

hadn't you better see him about it? I g

look him up. Thank y

ker

ood turn now and then when it comes in my way." Fulkerson went o

s called the other day. She wished me to ask if they had any

sment that seemed habitual with him. "She has no day. S

uld be very glad to do that, if she would excuse t

said the young man. "She wou

week, if you will let us. When

tmas. He's trying to s

fit

t editor?" asked March, with a s

ng man, with another of his embarrassed flushes. "Mr. F

oo," said March; and he laughed. "That's what makes me doubt

ng a polite protest against March's self-depreciation. He said, after a moment: "It's new business

ink we can. What do you mean by good? Improve the public taste? Elevat

mind, except the good that was to come in a materia

his head and looked into March's face. "I suppose I was thinking that some time we might h

t Fulkerson was perfectly enthusiastic about his notion; but he did not need this stimulus, and, at any rate, he went on without it. "The fact is, it's something that struck my fancy the moment I came here; I found myself intensely interested in the place, and I began to make notes, consciously and unconsciously, at once. Yes, I believe I can ge

ly trouble is that we don't know one another well enough; and that the first thing is to do this." The young fellow spoke with the seriousness in which the beauty

effect. That won't be so easy. You can't penetrate to the dinner-party of a millionaire under the wing of a detective as you could to a carouse in Mulberry Street, or to his children's nursery