In the course of her remarks she said: "A prominent author is stated to have accumulated a large fortune by writing short stories for the newspapers and magazines.

He is said to receive ten cents a word, and this unusual price is warranted by the eager demand for his stories, of which the reading public is very fond.

However, the unknown author does not fare so badly.

The sum of from thirty to fifty dollars usually remitted for a short story pays the beginner a better recompense, for the actual time he is engaged upon the work, than any other occupation he might undertake." This was seriously considered the morning it appeared in the _Tribune_ by Peggy McNutt and Skim Clark, as they sat in the sunshine on the former's little front porch.

Peggy had read it aloud in his laborious, halting way, and Skim listened with growing amazement.
"Thirty dollars!" he cried; "thirty to fifty fer a short story! Great Snakes, Peggy, I'm goin' into it." "Heh?
Goin' into what ?" asked Peggy, raising his eyes from the paper.
"I kin write a story," declared Skim confidently.
"Ye kin, Skim ?" "It's a cinch, Peggy.