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Interviews With Editors . BY EDWARD BRODERICK . Witter Bynner , of " McClure's . " PON leaving " Ainslee's , " I turned ... McClure's . ' As I left the elevator and opened the door bearing the names of McClure and Phillips , one of the ...
Interviews With Editors . BY EDWARD BRODERICK . Witter Bynner , of " McClure's . " PON leaving " Ainslee's , " I turned ... McClure's . ' As I left the elevator and opened the door bearing the names of McClure and Phillips , one of the ...
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... McClure sent word to me by his assistant managing editor that he was pressed with work and on the eve of a trip to ... McClure's editor is one of the most agreeable of this very delightful set of men - our friends , the enemy . He is ...
... McClure sent word to me by his assistant managing editor that he was pressed with work and on the eve of a trip to ... McClure's editor is one of the most agreeable of this very delightful set of men - our friends , the enemy . He is ...
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... McClure's ? " " The best of chances . It is Mr. McClure's greatest de- light to find a new writer of talent . Just look at the young writers he has brought out . There is more chance for the unknown in fiction , in short stories , I ...
... McClure's ? " " The best of chances . It is Mr. McClure's greatest de- light to find a new writer of talent . Just look at the young writers he has brought out . There is more chance for the unknown in fiction , in short stories , I ...
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... McClure's ' likes to bring out some new phase of life . We like to get stories of un- worked fields . Take the Myra Kelly stories of the East Side life in New York . Then there are the Emma Lou stories , which we liked very well ...
... McClure's ' likes to bring out some new phase of life . We like to get stories of un- worked fields . Take the Myra Kelly stories of the East Side life in New York . Then there are the Emma Lou stories , which we liked very well ...
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... McClure , who says : " Neither in short fiction nor in any other product of man's brain does the good supply equal the demand . " And there's Mr. Bok , of " The Ladies ' Home Journal , ' who says : " It takes a 22 mighty good while ...
... McClure , who says : " Neither in short fiction nor in any other product of man's brain does the good supply equal the demand . " And there's Mr. Bok , of " The Ladies ' Home Journal , ' who says : " It takes a 22 mighty good while ...
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Página 29 - And deep-asleep he seemed, yet all awake, And music in his ears his beating heart did make. They sat them down upon the yellow sand, Between the sun and moon upon the shore ; And sweet it was to dream of Fatherland. Of child, and wife, and slave ; but evermore Most weary seemed the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields of barren foam. Then some one said, "We will return no more" ; And all at once they sang, "Our island home Is far beyond the wave ; we will no longer roam.
Página 29 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Página 21 - There is one day when all things are tired, and the very smells, as they drift on the heavy air, are old and used. One cannot explain this, but it feels so. Then there is another day — to the eye nothing whatever has changed — when all the smells are new and delightful, and the whiskers of the Jungle People quiver to their roots, and the winter hair comes away from their sides in long, draggled locks. Then, perhaps, a little rain falls, and all the trees and the bushes and the bamboos and the...
Página 267 - The sides of the mountains were covered with trees; the banks of the brooks were diversified with flowers; every blast shook spices from the rocks and every month dropped fruits upon the ground.
Página 171 - ... hereby required or authorized, knowing the same to be so forged or counterfeited, such person shall be guilty of a misdemeanor and being thereof convicted, shall be liable to be punished accordingly. FORGERY ITNDER THE " ACT FOE THE REGULATION OF THE POSTAL SERVICE.
Página 138 - The style of an author should be the image of his mind, but the choice and command of language is the fruit of exercise. Many experiments were made before I could hit the middle tone between a dull chronicle and a rhetorical declamation: three times did I compose the first chapter, and twice the second and third, before I was tolerably satisfied with their effect.
Página 243 - To see it it was loaded. (It was.) A man in Macon stopped to watch A patent cigar clipper; He wondered if his finger was Not quicker than the nipper. (It wasn't.) A Maine man read that human eyes Of hypnotism were full; He went to see if it would work Upon an angry bull. (It wouldn't.) San Francisco Bulletin. COOL PHILOSOPHY. Johnny had told a falsehood, and his mother was anxiously talking with him. "The Bible says, Johnny," she told him, "that no one who tells lies can go to heaven.
Página 21 - Then, perhaps, a little rain falls, and all the trees and the bushes and the bamboos and the mosses and the juicy-leaved plants wake with a noise of growing that you can almost hear, and under this noise runs, day and night, a deep hum. That is the noise of the Spring - a vibrating boom which is neither bees nor falling water nor the wind in the treetops, but the purring of the warm, happy world.