The Argosy, October 1906 — page 105: what you’re looking at

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: -& More oe “satished: T can’t. = ; Ee : _.. “Then you are to stick to your music and. let me worry about Mrs. Lemmon. 2 = I am going over to the restaurant.to col- | = lect the money due me there, and I can - ‘pay my room-rent for this past week, then._ = Next week we'll be all right, course.’ _“ Hold on!” ex¢lainred Brent, putting of out his hand. ‘ Are you figuring on sup- oe porting me?” Zz “Not a bit. I want at present an in-. rca in ‘Little Tillie Lee.’ The woman VAtE tis dollars cash for the song rights—so she ge says.” We'll publish it ourselves. We'll es ee become the firm of Brent & Worth, music Ge _ publishers. ‘Great oaks from little 4 acorns,’ you know. Now, do I get a half _interest in ‘ Little Lillie ‘Lee??” = ‘* Gee! old man, you’ll never be able to ~ get it printed and circulated.” “Y NG yaaa ’ Mi, ‘ A itl . er wor he pe _ ““'That’s my part of the business. Are. ee you willing to let me go ahead with it— _ to see what can be done?” “Oh, go ahead,” Brent grunted. “But you don’t know what you are up against. Publishing a song—and selling it afterward—is as bad as writing a musical comedy. With two such jobs on our hands, we'll certainly have them full!” tne. Oy. “Oy ci 8 bce allt ¥, 1") é . * hats 1 wows rors, if ie, Me ae Ws | 1! ee * CHAPTER XIV. " THE FIRST STROKE OF BUSINESS. --. Cray had made some inquiries already regarding the mechanical work of getting a song printed, and he would not allow _Brent’s disbelief in the practicability of the thing to disturb him. | ' He left Brent at Mrs. Lemmon’s, established in his own room, rode to the West Side restaurant, collected the money due him, and then rode across 22 town and down to a certain _music-en- See graver near Cooper Union. - This address he had obtained from the _ directory ; but certain information he had - gathered by going into a music pub- - lisher’s near Broadway and talking w ith = a good-natured clerk. — 3 i For instance, whe —— that the or- and a half cents. have a uniform retail price on such music -one, two, three, or more cents a sheet. — ~The actual cost of printing the song, af- . _ter the plates are engraved, is very small. made a poster cover for “ Little Lillie who wrote the verses is glad to take ten — But Clay was somewhat disturbed ‘to = public office of the hotel until Mr. Bor- up your mind to that, sir.” Sees 2 re to the retail wade for abeae wal 5 _ The cut-price stores of from sixteen to nineteen cents. = On a royalty basis the song-writer gets Brent, who was no bad draftsman, had wanted nothing down; but he demanded ~ cash in full for the. five hundred copies = when they were delivered. This delivery tS could not take place under three _weeks, peas -at the earliest. . Fe “Tl do it!” exclaimed Clay, destroy- See ing his bridges behind him, and he left. the copy and hastened up-town to the Lee” that was as attractive as the ordi- os nary song displayed in the shops. Clay. found -that he could have this cover = printed in three colors, and the music in black ink—five hundred copies for foxty = odd dollars. 3 After that the printing for future edi- a tions would be less costly. The printer am al ~-Amboyne to attend 1 upon Mr. Borrow be- fore dinner. He was in season, i ccsacitely and had some moments to wait before the old gen- tleman returned from his round of calls. find that he’ must hang around in the row came to let him in. : He suggested to his employer thatitSo would save time and trouble if he was 7: allowed a latch-key for the suite. SS “What!” snarled the old fellow. “ How do I know that you’re honest? ” 7 But Clay had made up his mind not to -— be disturbed by unpleasant observations. = ‘How will you ever find out whether = I am honest or not, unless you givemea __ chance to rob you? ” he asked bruskly. aes FF 4 12? = + “ “ Besides, I don’t intend to be turned . out of your rooms and wait like a dog in the halls whenever you go out—make ‘“You’re impudent!” * S “Don’t you believe it, sir,’ replied = Clay. ‘Don’t you ever mistake truth ~~ for impudence.”’ == = “ Humph! well, I’ll give you a key,” ae. grunted the old man. __ a8 But he locked up his silver desk-furni- in % = = ras ~~ % SS <s oe: r =~ ~~ > = — rd -