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The Log of the "Easy Way"

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E had been threatened with a conference for a long time, so it was no surprise when The Editor called the staff together. The idea underlying an editorial conference, it might be well to explain, is to allow the staff to decide things which have already been decided by The Editor.

When The Intellectual Associate, The Long-Time Staff Member, The New Chap, The Fiction Reader and The Fashioness had gathered around The Editor's desk, he formally opened the proceedings by having The Office Boy sharpen his lead-pencils.

"Now," he began, "I want to talk to you about the plans for the coming Summer. We want to give our readers a lot of summery atmosphere the next few months-lots of sunshine, and out-of-door joy."

"We ought to have a lot more fiction," said The Fiction Reader, promptly.

"No," declared The LongTime Staff Member, gloomily; "I feel-er-I feel that we must go slow on short stories. We are already devoting a generous portion of our space to-er-fiction. Now it seems to me that articles of a certain intimate type will have a greater appeal."

"Some of the dearest little wash dresses," The Fashioness was saying to The Intellectual Associate-"I was just charmed. There was one in pale lavender-'

sippi together. they shared many adventures that drew them into a deeper devotion. Their houseboat was an ever-delightful habitation that bore them among ever-changing scenes. They ceased to reckon time. They became as free as the sunshine and the breezes and the stars that made their company. Ah!" he sighed and gazed out of the window.

"Exquisite!" murmured The Intellectual Associate, who is not without a vein of sentiment. "We'll begin 'The Log of the Easy Way' next month," said The Editor. Some Tempting Notabilities

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ALL THE WORLD LOVES A LOVER
One of the four paintings which will be published
in the May number

"Now let us concentrate," frowned The Editor. "First, our Summer serial, 'The Log of the Easy Way." "Great!" applauded The Fiction Reader.

The New Chap looked puzzled.

""The Log of the Easy Way'," described The Editor "is a honeymoon story by John L. Mathews."

The New Chap blushed. He has an engagement to assist at a June wedding as bridegroom.

"A honeymoon on a house-boat," pursued The Editor with a gleam of pleasure. "Think of it! Two souls starting out to learn the ever-new lesson of the greater companionship. Drifting down the Missis

"Really," The Fashioness was saying to The Intellectual Member, "yellow is an excruciating color for most people. Now if you will allow me to be frank I'll tell you why you could never wear it. You

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"Next," interrupted The Editor, "we have 'How A Hundred Girls Got a College Education,' a practical series of articles for the girl without money who is determined to go to college."

"I think 'All the World Loves a Lover' would make a nice Summer feature," faltered The New Chap, coloring to the ears.

"Fine!" smiled The Editor approvingly. "A pair of lovers from Spain; a pair of lovers from Germany; a pair of lovers from Japan and a pair of lovers from good old U. S. A., drawn by top-notch artists and making a delightful art feature for Summer."

"May I talk?" asked The Fashioness. The Editor nodded

"Well," declared The Fashioness, "when it comes to fashions I've planned some seasonable things myself. For instance, a group of graduation dresses that are just the sweetest things; and articles on fabrics, neckwear, shoes, parasols and hosiery; and some of the cutest little hats for children illustrated with photographs of the little dears: and some swell bathing-suits -I musn't forget the bathing—-—

"Speaking of bathing-suits," rejoined The Editor, "reminds me of a fetching symposium, 'Does a

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SUMMER-TIME: A CONFERENCE

"It seems to me," interrupted The Long-Time Staff Member with a warning gesture, "that in view of the fact that a stenographer is taking down this conterence verbatim for publication, it would not be wise to announce the subject just yet."

"Marvelous foresight!" commended The Editor. "However, we can announce the notabilities who will contribute to the discussion. The list includes Katherine Cecil Thurston, C. K. Chesterton, W. T. Stead, Thomas W. Lawson, O. Henry, Elbert Hubbard, Eden Philpotts and Mary Wilkins-Freeman. that a tempting bunch?"

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"I feel convinced that we ought to plan for more short stories," said The Fiction Reader, briskly. A thick, impenetrable silence followed.

With Bryan in Nebraska

"I was talking with Mrs. Osborn just before she left for Paris," said The Fashioness affably to The New Chap. "She's sure to write us some delicious fashion gossip from the French capital. She showed me a costume that she, originated for one of her wealthy clients. It was so original! But there-you're not interested, are you?"

"Not much," confessed The New Chap, with a charming frankness.

"I have a friend," The Intellectual Associate was saying to The Editor, "who has written an article called 'Shakespeare's Influence on the Rural Free Delivery.' I think we might consider-"

"Bing for that!" growled The Long-Time Staff Member. "It's too sad."

"Well, I don't care," bristled The Intellectual Associate. "I read it and I was very much impressed by it. The style is very pleasing."

"In the good old Summer-time, the good old Summer-time,"" hummed The Editor. "Strolling down a shady lane'

"Nobody who uses rural free delivery cares what Shakespeare did to it," declared The Long-Time Staff Member, with a weary grin. "What interests them most is whether the carrier will get through in mudtime."

"If you're making fun," began The Intellectual Associate heatedly, "I must ask you to consider--" "Tut! tut!" interposed The Editor, pressing the buzzer for a glass of ice-water. "Shakespeare's graft on R. F. D. is not for us.

At this point The Fiction Reader jumped to his feet. "If you will only listen to this list of good

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things," he said, excitedly, "I have no doubt--" "Restrain yourself," said The Editor, waving The Fiction Reader back into his chair, "and listen to me. I received a letter from Mabel Potter Daggett this morning, saying that she has started for Lincoln, Nebraska, where she will visit William Jennings Bryan at his home. What she'll tell us about Bryan will be worth waiting for, that's sure. And that isn't all she's doing; she's acting at present as a sort of Pullman editor; travels all over the West with nothing else to do but just look around. And when Mabel Potter Daggett is turned loose in the big, lively pasture of our glorious West there's sure to be something doing. She's going to dig up some great stuff for us.

The Fiction Reader Wins

"Isn't it nearly lunch-time?" asked The Fashioness, uneasily.

"Gladly do I welcome the hour myself," beamed The Editor.

"How about that article, The Making of An American Beauty'?" edged in The New Chap, shyly. "Aren't we going to publish that?"

"Swell!" nodded The Editor.

"That'll make a nice May feature. All about the luxury of having a daughter who must be trained to make a social hit. Life at the gilt-edge finishing school-and all that sort of thing. We'll now disperse for lunch."

"Aren't we going to consider the fiction before we break up?" fidgeted The Fiction Reader. "I've some great Summer stuff-full of vacation atmosphere. Just the right stories to read in a hammock, or on a piazza when the afternoon sun is making long shadows creep across the fields and deepening in the alders where the tinkling brook answers to the wandering cow-bell on the slope and

"Ring off!" muttered The Long-Time Staff Member, wearily. "This is no place for a valedictory."

"Here's "The Mountain of Mist, by Henry C. Rowland; 'A Machine-Made Hero' by Frederick Upham Adams; 'The Crimson Rambler' by Theodosia Garrison; 'On Swiftest Wings' by Anne and Bannister Merwin; 'Backward, O Time!' by Horace Hazeltine; 'The Isolation of Mrs. Peevy' by Hugh Pendexter; 'No Sport' by Juliet Wilbor Tompkins--"

"Fine!" cheered The Editor. "We'll use all of them during the Summer. Let's go out to lunch."

"I'll tell you." began the Fiction Reader, enthusiastically, "that there's a bunch of stories that are the best of the season. They can't be beat wherever"

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But the members of the staff, pursuing the greater allurements of something to eat, didn't wait to hear the rest. There was a shuffling of feet, a pushing back of chairs, and the conference was over.

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The Judges of THE DELINEATOR $2500 Architectural Competition Announce the Following Awards:

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